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Mickey Avalon

Avalon's Funeral

 

Avalon's Funeral


Fuck the bullshit I'm out to get paid
I got mouths to feed and trials to beat
Now turn up your radio and bump the av
There ain't been none better than kool g rap shit
I break it down to the real nitty gritty
Show no shame, feel no pity
Pause for the cause we about to get busy
Mickey avalon king of the inner city
Line after line ain't another who could catch me
Without even trying my shit sound catchy
Me and dirt nasty bumpin down the block
Now all ya'll junkies just rock

Shoot to kill out the coop de ville
Crush the dust in a crumpled up two dollar bill
If you're lookin for a little chit chatter on the phone
Dial 9 7 6 70 70
It's the get fresh line and it ain't no joke
I rev the gas til the motherfuckin asphalt's smoke
They call me avalon and I'm the best in show
I fill my scripts on weekly trips to mexico
And if there's a problem when I wanna go home
I got a solid gold rollie for the border patrol
Won't you love to love my babydoll shes 6 foot 6 with testicles

Feet on the street, eyes to the sky
It's that cat tellin lie after lie after lie
Just a kid with a long list of crimes gettin high
To forget yesterday to the rest of my life
Avalon take the easy way out every time
At the top of the world with a low sense of pride
Now go tell my mama imma die soakin wet
With a beatles record spinnin and a needle in my neck
Drapes pulled shut, television fuzzing and cigarette butts in a styrofoam cup
No fam or friends drop by for reference, just a plain pine box to drop my body in

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