• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Phone - Disciple
• The Fan - Little Feat
• The Fan - EPMD
• The Fianna - Cruachan
• The Avenue - Kool Moe Dee
• The Avenue - Roll Deep
• Theophany - Proto-kaw
• The Avenue - Amity Lane
• The Hyphen - John Wayne
• The Avenue - Killer & The Star

Like a single grain of sand moving with the tide
No one knows I'm here wouldn't matter if I died
Out of control lost on my way searching and dying more each day
Bridge
Trying as hard as I can
Won't someone hold out their hand
I feel so strange in this land
But if you ask me I'm fine
Chorus
I can't go on
I've always had to be by myself
I'm on the phone
I just need somebody's help (X2)
Time is running out tired of not having rest
Can't go on like this forever maybe death is best
Tell me what it's all about, you love me, well that I really doubt
Told me a story of a man with scars in His feet and hands
Can take me away from this land

Heard you got an infection
Just before your lewd rejection
Wait'll the shit hits the fan
You couldn't turn him down
Hold your address book above your knees
And kissed your soft legs there
He was on top of the pop stars
You couldn't turn him down
You were a sweet girl
When you were a cheerleader
But I think you're much better now
Bought a few reds from your neighboorhood dealer
And you passed out in the back of a car
You were too messed up to climb out

[Erick Sermon]
Yeah yeah, uh-huh, word up
Yo, yo-yo.. YO
Aiyyo this here's procedure, rock MC's durin my leisure
time I spend to do em in
The sound pumps hard, and runs right through ya
When it hits, it reacts like a airbag to ya
Some flip to it, small kids might skip to it
and jail cats get rep to it
You get, by on record but you wack on stage
So I'm, blowin you up, throwin hand grenades
[Parrish Smith]
That's why we roll with the big boys
with big toys, bringin crazy noise and ruckus
shuttin down crews and motherfuckers
in low beta, not to be fucked with like the swamp gator
potato, on the barrel of the snub nosed when I blaze ya
As I, dust bust, crush and rush
Catch you flossin nigga, turn your ice physi' into slush
So yo, what's the deally for really
We rock nine untilly, grindin like Billy
So niggaz chill and spark the Phillie
Chorus: Parrish Smith (repeat 2X)
Yo, I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
I know you was a fan of mine
Here's my card and on the back of it's my fan club digits
[Erick Sermon]
Uh, aiyyo takin our spot, that's outrageous
P and I stomp those who get courageous
And microphones get rocked on stages
Any book or mag, we on a few pages
Not commercial, not frontin, and no movie
I swear, cause we take it there
Billboard's top ten, that's tradition
Comin through blastin with mad ammunition
[Parrish Smith]
Five-alarmer, microphone bomber, woman charmer
Night in armor, penthouse view, with the sauna
God damnit, pass me the rock, and watch me slam it
Jam it cram it, until you stupid niggaz understand it
It's been a long time, MC crabbin bitch niggaz runnin
Wack MC's we straight stunnin
when we roll up, unexpected, undetected
Resurrected, EPMD second wind, fuel-injected
Chorus
[Erick Sermon]
Word yeah, tell em P, yo
I never seen y'all before, when I came through
with my dogs headbangin with the - Hit Squad crew
Hardcore, we got biz from the get go
Any beef with us, we ain't lettin shit go
E-Dub, no one replacin me
If there's a spot, then find a vacancy
Boy, I own my style, while y'all got leases
I get the whole pie, while y'all get pieces
[Parrish Smith]
That's why we own, bitin our shit, we don't condone
News flash, Erick and Parrish, we got it sewn
And like I'm Damon we Dash for the cash, mash for the fash'
Bashin the rash, double up P, straight on smidash
So stop playin, serious like _So What Cha Sayin'?_
In Apollo sold out with Redman, fuckin headbangin
to the street corners, the back alleys, to the Cali valleys
EPMD in effect, chillin as the scans tally

When evening in Eireann was gray,
Before the dawn went away,
Their footsteps on hills were heard,
On journey long without a word.
From wilderland to western shore,
Through dragon lair and hidden door,
From northern waste to southern hill,
On darkling woods they walked at will.
With Fionn and Oisin, dwarfe and man,
Bird and bough and beast in den,
With warrior-druid folk,
In secret tongues they spoke.
A deadly sword, a healing hand,
Trumpet voice, a burning brand,
Their backs that bent 'neath their load,

Bought a brand new car
Driving down the boulevard
Turn the corner
Like I wanna be chilin' hard
The screen is set
For me to get wet
Cause it wouldn't be right
If the ladies didn't sweat
Pull the seat back
To make contact
Eye to eye
You know I ain't living like that
I wear shades
I get paid
And when it comes to girls
And cops I can't get played
Fly girls that
Used to ignore me
I pull up
And let the car speak for me
(beep beep)
Enough said
Better hop in while the light's still red
Homeboys scatter
What's the matter
("Here come the cops")
Oh yeah that again
Rather than
Beating them down
I just talk to the men
They don't understand how I've got so much cash
Then I get mad and tell them to ask
Their daughter
I bet she bought a
Kool Moe Dee tape
For her recorder
We're not always
Thieves and thugs
And what law says
We gotta sell drugs
I get paid
And I'm making a killin'
But when I come home
I just like chillin'
On the
Avenue, a-avenue (4x)
Action
That's where the stars go
On the weekend
It's like a car show
Ladies flock to jock
Cars go by them
If I'm walking and talking
They ask what ya driving
When I peep that
Same old weak rap
Ask her her language
Tell her I don't speak that
Pull out a "G"
A car key and a Visa
Walk her to the car
Leave her there "see ya"
She didn't want
Nothin' else but a payday
Now she's sinking
Hollering Mayday
I knew her card
Cause two days ago
I saw that same slick girl
In a broken-down Yugo
With a hustler
Layin' low
Couldn't drive his Benz
Cause the cops said so
Your homeboy got shot
In front of your crack spot
You move cause it got to hot
But not on that block
The cops are watching
Baiting and plotting
Setting you up
For the raid in the block and
When they come
You all got to go
But not Kool Moe
Cause they all know
The knot I got
Is way over their knot
But I'm working
That's why they're not
After me
They're after you
Cause I'm just chillin'
On the
Avenue, a-avenue (4x)
Homeboys wanna get paid
We can do this
the right way
You'll get money and respect
Livin' large and correct
Then come back through the neighborhood
When you look good
We all look good
Cause it's all for one
And one for all
It's got to be a better way

[Chorus:]
I've found a place to live
I got it the hard way
Of living in the chance, to give
I got it the long way
Nobody here can tear me loose
They tell me there's no escape on Heartache Avenue
(Yo, Eskis, Boi)
I'm living at 22 Heartache Avenue
Come and see me tonight I got something for you
I've been hurt so I don't wanna commit to you
You're hesitating
What's that, a no or a yes, stop gazing
Come to my palace, its amazing
Once you come you won't wanna leave
You can stay
You can start by having a chat and then a glass of brandy
Then I will start playing mind games
I know about girls when I play mind games
She's playing hard to get
That's one of my games, I'm good at it
My brain is shaped on mind games since I'm 19, 0 1 7 9 days
Its 0 4 R 6, ride by days now fast lane days are here
I like this
My heart is broken but my mind is moving
Got my music career I'm movin'
Alright
[Chorus:]
I've found a place to live
I got it the hard way
Of living in the chance, to give
I got it the long way
Nobody here can tear me loose
They tell me there's no escape on Heartache Avenue
[Listen:]
You got some funny ways about you
Can't live with you, I can't live without you
Love me too but I'm doubting you do the same way 'cause I'm crazy about you
It's as if you don't care
Blowing hot and cold air
We talk but you don't ever sound there
Tell you how I feel but you don't ever wanna hear
I'm getting mixed messages, funny text messages
Could have left it, should have left it
I'm feeling sharp pains in my left tit
Goes to show that I'm a skill for you more than a bit
And give and take I know we both do shit.
I don't want a piece
I want the whole of the cake
Just think about what a great couple we make
My mind's made up
Mind you, I know that I'm on the Heartache Avenue waiting for my heart to break.
[Chorus:]
I've found a place to live
I got it the hard way
Of living in the chance, to give
I got it the long way
Nobody here can tear me loose
They tell me there's no escape on Heartache Avenue
[Raisin:]
Don't get it you see
These days I wear my heart on my sleeve
I just wanna be free and do the birds and the bees with whoever I please
You wanna meet me at the yard?
I'll be there in a minute
If you're willing to give me something that I wanna get
I don't care for a second
We can go upstairs, you do my pairs
You pop... like weapons
No one's looking to settle down yet
I left my heart on my jacket downstairs in my crib
I guess right here I'm ruthless
I'm shooting Cupid now
This heart, it's you it's about, I am drawing it down
I'm pulling down skirts and I'm down low
Wanna get down with some girls that don't like my attitude now
I turn my back to 'em
I ain't chattin' to 'em
If you wanna talk to me meet me at the avenue
[Chorus:]
I've found a place to live
I got it the hard way
Of living in the chance, to give
I got it the long way
Nobody here can tear me loose

Take a moment to realize what you're doing here
Are you filled with fear
By the thought of opening your soul?
Do you feel the presence of an enduring peace
And an inner love
Let it be the one who's voice you hear
Joy and sorrows, all tomorrow's, harmony
Dreams and visions, our decisions, fill the void
The beginning and the end are both beyond
The thoughts you send
Everything that is was meant to be
You are the one made manifest till all creations
Laid to rest
We must live according to the plan
Don't refuse, you'll only lose, you'll lose it in the end
Give yourself, fullfilling purpose, grow with time
The beginning and the end are both beyond
The thoughts you send
Everything that is was meant to be
You are the one made manifest till all creations
Laid to rest
We must live according to the plan
Don't refuse, you'll only lose, you'll lose it in the end

I see the avenue
It's running down
In front of you
And I feel a part of you
In everything you're going through
And I know you're running out
Of questions who
You're running to
And I know you're running out
Of answers to
What's lost inside of you
And the waves are your escape
And the dawn ts your embrace
In everything you do
You always make me feel brand new
So, I wrote this song for you
I see you pushing through
You're coming down
The avenue
And I'm still a part of you
And everyday we're getting through
And I know you're giving out
The questions who
You're giving to
And I know you're giving out
The answers to
What we should do
Tonight
And the waves are your escape
And the dawn is your embrace
In everything you do
You all ways make me feel brand new
So, I wrote this song
I wrote this song
For you
And you fall into the night
What will
What won't
What might
The never-ending sound
Of what you never found
And the night changes today
The worries fade away
Uneven edges frayed
And life will lead the way
The waves are your escape
The dawn is your embrace
In everything you do
You always make
Me feel brand new
So, I wrote this song for you
Your light shines down the avenue
So, I wrote this song for you
You always make me feel brand new
So, I wrote this song
I wrote this song

The Hyphen, Webster's Dictionary defines,
Is a symbol used to divide a compound word or a single
word.
So it seems to me that when a man calls himself
An "Afro-American," a "Mexican-American," "Italian-
American,"
An "Irish-American," "Jewish-American,"
What he's sayin' is, "I'm a divided American."
Well, we all came from other places,
Different creeds and different races,
To form a nation...to become as one.
Yet look at the harm a line has done--
A simple little line, and yet
As divisive as a line can get.
A crooked cross the Nazis flew,
And the Russian hammer and sickle too--
Time bombs in the lives of Man;
But none of these could ever fan
The flames of hatred faster than
The Hyphen.
The Russian hammer built a wall
That locks men's hearts from freedom's call.
A crooked cross flew overhead
Above twenty million tragic dead--
Among them men from this great nation,
Who died for freedom's preservation.
A hyphen is a line that's small;
It can be a bridge or be a wall.
A bridge can save you lots of time;
A wall you always have to climb.
The road to liberty lies true.
The Hyphen's use is up to you.
Used as a bridge, it can span
All the differences of Man.
Being free in mind and soul
Should be our most important goal.
If you use The Hyphen as a wall,
You'll make your life mean...and small.
An American is a special breed,
Whose people came to her in need.
They came to her that they might find
A world where they'd have peace of mind,
Where men are equal...and something more--
Stand taller than they stood before.
So you be wise in your decision,
And that little line won't cause division.
Let's join hands with one another...
For in this land, each man's your brother.
United we stand...divided we fall.
We're Americans...and that says it all.
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Take this heart of mine
Make a sail for you
Sail away all your life
Far from you
Follow you
Beyond the city lights
That shine for me
Always down
Be on the avenue
See my dreams
It's the hardest thing to start
And the highest road to take
My soul is on the way
Take a piece of me
Make a star for you
Played your way all my life
Songs for you
Always hard
Bring back the ones you love
Kill them here
Always down
Be on the avenue
See my world
It's the hardest thing to start
And the highest road to take
My soul is on the way
It's on the way
It could explode
It couldn't get much higher
Is this for real
My life in song
I can't move on until you
Fly with me
Fly with me
It's the hardest thing to start
And the highest road to take
My soul is on the way
If the hardest thing to hold
Couldn't save me from myself
Then the highest road to hope