Avalon's Funeral

Fuck the bullshit im 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 yall 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 im the best in show I fill my scripts on weekly trips to mexico And if theres 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 fuzzin' 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