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4th Avenue Jones - HipRockSoul
(from the album HipRockSoul)
© copyright 2004
EVIDENCE:
Feel the heat wave bang from all angles / eye to eye we
can't see/ you don't speak the language / certified West
Coast official/ from Rose to 4th Ave / for those who don't
know / that's Venice to South Central / it's all Hiprocksoul
fa' sho / for shows we stretch, get set then ready to blow /
the main event front row the lady's know / it's the Dilated
Peoples and 4th Avenue Jones'
RAKAA:
Block off the streets / evacuate the buildin' / I'm like
Robert Johnson at the crossroads dealin' / here it comes /
catch that Hiprocksoul feelin' / like J.J. and James Brown
chillin'/ steal dealin'/ the streets full of these fiends /
got 'em strung out / Rakaa still pullin' these strings /
it's the music gettin' 'em high / givin' 'em wings / it's
dope / 4th Avenue/ Expansion team
CHORUS:
They say we out of control / cause we won't do what we told
/ man we just gotta be bold / and make Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul
/ Now when we travel the globe / people be coming in droves
/ they sick of what they hearing it's old / they want Hip,
Hop, Rock, Soul
BRIDGE:
We hip-hop'n with some rock and a lot of soul / we not timid
cause' we got to be bout' our role / as visionaries cause
our peers all vision-less / and hypocritical with theirs but
we livin' this
TENA JONES:
Follow the rainbow to the pot of gold / get tangled in a web
of deception that strangles / losing our hearts for art
pursuing commerce / hip hop started in parks flowin' in
Converse / I'm puttin' money in my mom purse / too / but I
give a hundred at my concert/ you / gon' hear me comin' with
a bomb verse / and when my band loud knockin' / Tena have
the crowd rockin' / I got love for hip-hop / love for my
people who be subbin' this / even love for the critics who
just love to dis / I love club D.J's cause they love our
hits / haters wanna separate us like the bloods and crips /
but aww naw/ divided we fall/ it's hard for me to understand
it like Dance Hall / why don't we take back culture they
stole/ and make Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul
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AHMAD JONES:
Watching T.V. with the Avenue / we wonder / does anybody
have a clue / I wanna / make some music for your mind that's
new / because I'm tired of how anything goes now / Why
everybody afraid? / dun' sold out / try'na get paid / but I
was raised not to be a slave / if talent mattered we'd run
it cause yo we been better / me and the Jones get punished
for being trendsetters / tell you what dumb is / A -n- R's
who spend hundreds of thou' on rappers that's played out /
the crowd want us / Avenue band head up ready to stand for /
all of you fans/ fed up oughtta demand more / we represent
poor people that can't tour in grandeur / hoping our songs
open a slammed door / and 'til the fat lady is singing her
solo / gon' rock your curb if you suburban or in a Lo-Lo /
they kept telling us change / we told 'em no though / got
dropped / survived by staying wise and did it for dolo / now
we free and that's the number one goal / with this Hip, Hop,
Rock, Soul
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