it off my chest, mm, just to listen now I, I?m getting out I, I?m getting out I, I?m getting out Won?t take it anymore Now, I?m getting out Future?
Translation: Every Avenue. Getting Out.
off my chest, mm, just to listen now I, I?m getting out I, I?m getting out I, I?m getting out Won?t take it anymore Now, I?m getting out Future?s at
Jaime Lee got married on 5th avenue and i was married in Las Vegas, by an Elvis impersonater. I married a German boy, I married a crout, Every night i
like fucking with no alcohol But I'll snatch a joint, and get smoked out for y'all Getting lit, never having a fit On the avenue, having brew, grabbing
it, Screaming out my name, every time I hear it, She smoke too, but no .. unlike tense bitches, she ain't out, He run around, she's out here in Venice
ignite the flame, if you're lucky you'll survive the pain Sorry that ain't very merry to say, why is this game so scary to play? Well lemme think, cuz every day my balls are getting
your own Oh, what's wrong?" So he took a square of paper That he cut out of the Avery Evening News 'Wanted, manual labor At the grocery store on 16th Avenue
beat you to lumps Swell you up with permanent mumps We dangerous playa Cuffin' my chews Spittin the phlegm out Getting at you whether you coming out Or you been out
, the maestro wild like a psycho That's how we do Chorus [maestro fresh wes] It goes in with the fat, out with the wack In with the fat out with the
bless your track after the impact of a comet And I'll pay the mortgage after I finish paying homage I promise, consider it accomplished! For every cigarette butt that's tried to climb out
' girl And I've never been that kind But anyway, you ain't knowing girl Got me twisted out my mind Everytime that you are around I forget about my responsibilites Every
Boys in the hood 'bout making that pay Stay underground (on the grind) every day all day They don't say much but they mean what they say What they mind
be happy now To be happy now, to be happy now Longing and sorrow, it'll find you where we are Smiling down the avenue And the children getting younger
Every time I wake up it's a brand new day And I realize my body's designed to die You can take an hour or two out of every day Living in a world of
Me, I'm standing on the side of the road Rain falling on my shoes, I'm heading out to the east coast Lord knows I've paid some dues Getting through
