[D.M.C.]
These are the words that I wrote so I hope that ya don`t man
I`ll never joke about the coke that you`re smok-in
Understand you`re fuckin up, fuckin up the block
Got shot rocked and that`s just where the shit stops
..
What`s the meaning of this? I must be dreaming
Everybody`s ?? when I see men dealing
for a rhyme or rope, or a dime of coke
Sometimes I rhyme when I`m crying broke
Many many many records broke laws, broke jaws
A few months ago I had to Pause
During that time, me and my man
was chilling on the corner with a quart in our hands
A beef broke out, at Soul Kitchen spot
It was crazy Baby Pop, someone got shot
I seen him drop - then came the cops
Sayin, Nobody run - everybody stop
I wanted to run, cause I was carryin my gun
Darryl Mack packin mine, strapped with my nine
Everyone on the wall, that`s what the cop said
Everyone complied, except Bald Dread, he said,
Blood claat boi me nah hafa deal wit dat
Yo I`m a superstar for de world dem call `im Darryl Mack
I turned around and said, Word up cop!
He said, D.M.C., take your ass down the block
If it happened to him, it could happen to you
cause that`s what`s happenin on The Avenue
when I.. uhh, uhh uhh, uhh.. uhh..
Na-na-na-na-na! The Ave.
[Run]
Now on The Ave. (what?) people steal and they dealin away
I got the feelin the illin will never ever pay
Cause on the street, you`re never in the fast lane
You go to jail or get a bullet in your brain
People laugh and smile at a stick-up
A young man in a rut, shakin a big cup
People pass his ass and say, Tough luck
To waste time for a dime is cold fucked up
A loud shot in the air - not rare
A brother fell to the ground, nobody cares
You ask why, the baby cry, a man laugh
Nobody give a damn, that`s how they livin on The Ave.
... AUUUGH!
[D.M.C.]
Away from The Ave. they have what`s called the backstreets
Another world of girls that crawl the backseats
Systems that are kickin, sinkin many black beats
(This and that goin on ??? street)
I remember the time there was a jam in ???
??, the music, no ?? til after dark
That`s when the shit starts happening
(Brother from The Ave. this and that again)
Body move in the back and a quarter in the jar
Find the rules by the basketball court in the park
And the ? by the bench where the 40 dogs spark
The crowd crowds around like they found Noah`s Ark
The young, hung, and swung on a swing
Glidin and slidin and ride the ding-a-ling
I didn`t see a kid by the see, so he saw
(Near the monkey bars, funky cars we adore)
I`m throwin fate to the gate ?? ??
(And my man from Japan got vicked for sure)
Do me a favor when you roll with your crew
You gotta check out, check out, The Avenue
