Ky-Mani - Avenues lyrics

[Intro: Ky-Mani] Ohh no! Ohh no! Say, we gonna rock down through, Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher Say, we gonna rock down through, the Brooklyn Avenues And then we'll take it higher! Ohh no! Ohh no! [Verse 1: Prazwell] Yo, yo Slick like Rick Rick James when I hit (hit) Superfreak chicks, who I don't miss (yo I don't miss) Fix for your nose, my flows make you sick (uh-huh) Two chicks for me, none for you like Twix Play with n***as head like 'Clef guitar picks Went from, bottom pits to, making hits, and Hollow-tips then, shooting lips (right) Handle our business make sure it sits Ride through the tunnels (crusin by) f** the guestlists Light up your block with roman candlesticks Known to blow shows with pyrotechnics (right) Rappin bout your whips while you catchin transits Buyin shorty gifts, with checks from WIC Your record sound like a demo that was yet not mixed (sh** ain't mixed yet) Your whole style broke and it should be fixed (uh-huh) Time runnin out as my Rolex ticks Don't get caught on the Ave, it's too Electric... [Chorus: Ky-Mani] Say, we gonna rock down through, Electric Avenue And then we take it higher (c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon) Say, we gonna rock down through, the Brooklyn Avenues (Flatbush too) And then we'll take it higher! Ohh no! Ohh no! [Verse 2: Prazwell] I dedicate this to my peeps who're on the streets God bless they soul, may they rest in peace There's those who finance and those who choose to lease Whatever suits you weather on the turn of your leafs Different strokes for different folks God I refuse to going back and being broke Lord He got struck with lightning, he got hit hard Face this twenty life to maximum, his whole life is scarred The Preacher's Son and I came off the Santa Maria Ten cases of Malta, caught the diarrhea Load the ReFugees on the aircraft carrier Some say Dirty Cash (Dirty Cash) we never heard of ya You don't know me? (Yeah yeah) [Chorus: Ky-Mani] Say, we gonna rock down through Electric Avenue (c'mon) And then we'll take it higher (c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon) Say, we gonna rock down through the Brooklyn Avenues (Flatbush too) And then we'll take it higher! (c'mon man) Ohh no! Ohh no! (yeah, alright) [Verse 3: Prazwell] Watch your back watch your side, swimmin with shark String you like a harp while they playin Mozart No credential, get nowhere like Oslo Stand back to Frisco, at the Rico Beagle Suave like Rico, on fire like pyro Frantic like a skitzo, rougher than Brillo He caught the rap like Donnie Brascoe [Bridge: Ky-Mani (Prazwell)] Out in the street there is violence (yeah, uhh) Down in Brooklyn there is violence (Flatbush too) Down dere in Queens there is violence (QBC) And there's a lot of work to be done, Lord Down in the ghetto there violence (out in the streets) Out in L.A. there is violence (Compton) In Miami there is violence (Miami Vice, yeah) And there's a lot of work to be done, Lord (yo, c'mon, yo) [Chorus: Ky-Mani (Prazwell)] We gonna rock down through, ReFugee Avenue (rock to, uh-huh) And then we take it higher! (c'mon) Say, we gonna rock down through, Haiti Avenue (Port-Au-Prince) And then we take it higher! [Prazwell] Haha, yeah, yo, yo, c'mon ReFugee All-Stars, yeah yeah