I've been cheated by you since I don't know when. So I?ve made up my mind, it must come to an end. Look at me now, will I ever learn? I don't know how
move your feet To the beat that I am layin? down tonight. What are you runnin? from just give up a little one and it is what I?m gunnin? for- just one last
And I swear that I have had enough. With each line, they keep on lining up. Just a little bit of my time, on my terms inside. It locks itself out from
as she whispered, "This the last time. Goodbye." [Chorus - Duffy] When I get to Warwick Avenue I'll tell you baby that we're through I'm leaving you for the last
pink. Laughin’ at us on the avenue Bustin’ caps at each other after havin’ brew We can’t enjoy ourselves Too busy jealous... of each other’s wealth Commin
Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta At first they
other's couldn't figure How me and Hilfiger used to move through with vigor Had to sit and plan on how to make these seven figures Said the Brinks is comin' through, at Fashion Avenue
What happened to that other rapper Y'all used to fuck with? Man, we ain't fucking with that fake motherfucker MC Uh, whatever that motherfucker name
I say it, I don't speak no other languages I came to do two things, kick some ass And drink some cold beer and I'm almost out of beer Looky here, we damned if every other
on Eldridge Avenue Each night I wait to get caught But I never do She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote When our love was young and bold She said last
cheek as she whispered, "This the last time. Goodbye." [Chorus - Duffy] When I get to Warwick Avenue I'll tell you baby that we're through I'm leaving you for the last
[Tough Talking Braggart] Ay boy, I got moves to make See the hood ain't my last stop, you understand me? [Singer] Walking under Gutter Rainbows [TTBrag
to Throw your raps in the sleep hold, quick to snuggle you Dart heat your breastplate, meet ya death date Rook down a E4 look, it's checkmate No other
(Get down) [ VERSE 1: The Fresh Prince ] I was.. cruisin down the avenue, early one Friday When I saw what I thought was a lady walkin my way I turned
the west coast shit was dead what you want me to do Muthafucka just pull me some dreads Hell naw keep it southsiding bitch Im the last man standing
a knapsack strapped to my back 1981 before the crack attack I used to let the Old English 800 suds bubble In the last car of the Franklin Avenue shuttle
the south Shut your mouth, shut your do you little freak ass hoe I'm bout tired of all this damn east and west coast shit Especially when other niggaz
tickled pink Laughin' at us on the avenue Bustin' caps at each other after havin' brew We can't enjoy ourselves Too busy jealous at each other's wealth
