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streets, avenues & boulevards, - mystidious misfitss lyrics

[intro: peekaboo]
*no better!
oh my god, what’s going on man? (oh messiah!)
baby’s crying, cat’s crying, oh my god
(trying to play me like i’m a clown)
mysterious misfitss. (how you gonna do that man?)
d*mn!

[verse 1: mushmouth]
well it’s, well it’s, well it’s, well it’s, well it’s, well it’s, well it’s, well it’s, mushmouth!!
speaking about, milk does the body good
grow the h*ll up somehow, somewhat
i’m still in the godd*mn rut. government is full of it
checkin’ the body too, for these fleas
gonna get a body check. up, up, more than easy
speaking about, streets, avenues, and boulevard
this just like a sham. oh god, oh my god, oh my god
suffering, suffering. succotash, like i left my past
all i do is ask, ask, when i grasp
looks a little wackity, speaking about, traveling arab
smoking blunts for months. hop into a yellow taxi cab
when i get back over there, then i jump out of the driver
on my ass, on my ass
flip switch, just like my driver
bus to school, on my motherf*ckin’ hood
power heated up from keepsin’ average through
b*tch, no i’m not your friend
b*tch, all you’re gettin’ is a pack of bobby pins
does it? is it? or is it? mushmouth marquest
kicking a little something that’s [?]
[chorus]
streets, avenues, boulevards (uh uh!)
streets, avenues, boulevards (yeah)
streets, avenues, boulevards
boulevards, boulevards

[verse 2: rubberband]
hey yo, years ago, i used to chill with my mother
but now she’s gone, it’s just my sister and my brother
what about my father? hey yo, f*ck the motherf*cker!
life’s gettin’ long, life, life’s gettin’ rougher
i’m livin’ with my grandmoms. everything’s a hassle
i wish i was the king of my own d*mn castle
i wanna be in charge, then i gotta get a job
but where i come from, that means i gotta rob
so i got down with the gang
threw my lever on, took nine millimeter, got paid
i got robbed. whoever won, won takes the very first action, very first case
up, up, somewhere, godd*mn, poor the body
man, i got trained and i didn’t use a potty
it hurts my heart to k!ll the next black man
i tried so hard to stick to the master plan
d*mn! how much h*ll can a black man take?
i move too quick, so i won’t be too late
a large amount of money, i take it then i burst
the only car i hit in the states is a [?]
but now i’m down, thank you god that i’m on
maybe i live to see my third child born
it’s my streets, it’s my views
it’s my motherf*ckin’ streets. motherf*ckin’ avenues
[chorus]
streets, avenues, boulevards
streets, avenues, boulevards
streets, avenues, boulevards
(yeahhhhh) boulevards, boulevards

[verse 3: peekaboo]
ain’t no peace in bad paper, i’m a blast by the sniper
my father’s had a hard long night of drugs and thugs
and the future’s looking fun, and i don’t see none
what he gotta do to get through? get through
[?] yeah, yeah. you who?
messiah peekaboo, had to do the right thing
but i did the wrong thing. and i’m coming for the d*ck
it’s gotta sting. sting. wiggle, wiggle, wiggle
hang on. i’m gonna dump myself on my feet
once had a nightmare, turning into a wet dream
in front of the cougar. ra! hot steam
mystical. magical. one of my godd*mn [?]
no. this ain’t a ritual. misfit me
we’re in the scenes. i’m in the jeans
up, up, for the new scene. without a doubt, you know i got you now
make you see the sound
you know it burns you now, not, not, not, not
and the new from nonsense
[?] but some real good sh*t
makes sense, and i represent
ooo wee, ooo wee
heres my [?]
messiah peekaboo got the crazy flow
got the microphone, and i’m still on the go
so yo, see me with a gat, in the back, on my slacks
and i’m stepping out the back doing [?]
check, check, defect, rhyme that i kick
messiah peekaboo is one of the magnificent
[chorus]
streets(streets!), avenues (avenues!), boulevards (boulevards!)
streets, avenues, boulevards
streets, avenues, boulevards
boulevards, boulevards
streets, avenues, boulevards
streets, avenues, boulevards
streets, avenues, boulevards
boulevards, boulevards

[instrumental break]

[outro]
streets, avenues, boulevards(*levards echoes)

- mystidious misfitss lyrics

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