Adams Avenue

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Young blood what it is
 slow it down let me show you how to live
 ive been seeing and you past through you
 ever when I make a lil' cash
 ill show you how it is
 all you have to do is hit the block
 Nah man im good you're gunna
 mess around and get me shot
 Nah man ima mess around and get you paid
 You but my Uncle Joe up in the grave
 Wait a minute man chill
 Plus my momma told don't
 mess with you fo you mean me no good
 Yo momma mean well and said what she should
 but how do you expect to leave out your hood
 how do you expect to make it
 graduate and then go to collage
 you ain't got the knowlage or the scholarship
 you can't pay tuition you ain't got them dollars
 lets be honest brah you can't afford it
 you see your mom will benefit assure it
 I can buy my way through im good its good
 im mean you're cool and all but
 you're not Michel Jordan
 no disrespect but I can make you bears
 and they'll be so thick
 that you can't fold them up
 and in the colden bro
 what you bout seventeen?
 Nah man, im fifteen!
 Brah thats old enough!
 (Phone Call)
 Yeah I hear you, your off is cool
 but ima keep my lane
 I see what happen to them other dudes
 that put they hope you and all leave in shame
 they leave in boxes are they leave in chains
 but its all the same because its you that trained
 Nah I don't make them stay
 they can leave when ever
 Yeah they all belive that untill somebody clappa
 What the problem, huh?
 Why so hostile?
 Mommas baby doing what he's told?
 You need a bottle and your diaper change?
 you're to scared to hang
 you're to smart to walk?
 Ey, whatever im just being smart
 seeing though your lies, that dont make me softer
 and I see them other guys who didn't cut you off
 then lived a life of crime
 and ended up getting caught
 What you trying to say thats my fault?
 Now take a look around it my town
 I could but you down, I can make you boss
 

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Duration
03:44
Tempo
97 BPM

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