If I make a new classic I bet too few would grasp it, but still I spill trill skill music magic, yous a pageant contestant I'm besting braggarts, and that most rappers around, kcuf! Sounding backwards, I pound the ground from Akron from new York to Auckland, often backspin, raps i yap talk with my accent black, I bust moves like a jabberwocky, I never balk it's avatar with out the talk in navi, when I'm not standing with presence, I'm sitting with gifts, couldn't slit my wrist if I wanted cause it glisten too sick,

AVIE FRESH: Under a canopy of stars my sanity, is barred up, and I'm trapped feathered and tarred up with scars cuts, bruises I'm useless,a nuisance, industry refuses, there ruthless, im insane came in the game with no big name producers, profuse talents invalid they shit on your exclusives, this isn't Ruth Chris, I ain't eating steak from making music, my papes proven though it ain't from penning thoughts, bought this Benz and Porsche cause knowledge is power tremendous force, I mental divorced the game, no more stressors, no more scores of full court pressure, this sport I score for pleasure, and I win when a gem swishes, never hitting rim wishing on a star is sin make your magic, from within I win Avie is Avaricious, could it be I Have a sickness have you bitches clearing the sea Like BlueFin tuna fish is, you know that the truth is in this, the true defenders you wont ever witness, it aint music love it's called the music business, so what you gotta do is follow the model, poppin some bottles, but id rather be rakim on apollo, it's hard to swallow, but common and the game is like obama mcain they can't explain all my problems and pain, call me insane cause im taking xanax to curb my panic attacks, use a vaporizer relax, call me insane cause my peers are doing years up in max and im an episode away from a mental collapse under a canopy of stars, im questioning my sanity in bars, will we rise like kings? or fall like drug czars, big ups to sha who sound realer than him, the whole game got me insane im bout to peel off a layer of skin

Kryptonite by avie fresh Ladies with class, love to hear av, they coming in cabs cause thats the skills that ihave, they want to chill in my pad, thats spacious, plenty of mc's hate this, im gracious me and my crew came in on spaceships, i like to chill with some booze and a cuban, i don't care if your square like aruban, currency, i dont know what you really want from me, is it just they think im cool, or than im on the screen, i make 'em cum and cream, i got my oWn motives and you know this, i like to keep that ass in focus, spike folgers in the morning, we roll till the break of dawn you like the jewels im never pawning, drinking wine, iphone online, mac computers, got the ruger sr9, you feel it when we grind, you drop it like it's scorched, look ma you bout to spend the night with a boss. Rap pimps limp when they take the mic, its some good looking girls in this place tonight, i see them at the bar, i see them on the floor, its some good looking girls in this place tonight Rap pimps limp when they take the mic, its some good looking girls in this place tonight,,im like superman they're like kryptonite, Rap pimps limp when they take the mic, its some good looking girls in this place tonight in the vip section backstage or something, getting drunk smokin' blunts thats why the hoes be wanton, thats what the bros be wanton so i can empathize, i see them all cute, red boots, thighs, you wanna ride you can flee the crime scene to the house like omar epps and swing an ep im clean im fresh dressed, nah mean, you with i vet i see your well kept like a model, after we thump your gonna waddle, while the beat bumps thats when i creep up and we could slide to the drive through or the arch diner with the harsh rhymer, BROOKLYN bound i came and i took the crown, i put it down like polish thieves or insults to clowns, i smoke a whole heap of trees when i come around Rap pimps limp when they take the mic, its some good looking girls in this place tonight, i see them at the bar, i see them on the floor, its some good looking girls in this place tonight Rap pimps limp when they take the mic, its some good looking girls in this place tonight, im like superman they're like kryptonite, Rap pimps limp when they take the mic, its some good looking girls in this place tonight to all the ladies in the place with style and grace to all the thugs in the club don't sit in one place homey to all the ladies in the place with style and grace to all the thugs in the club don't sit in one place love

My name is avatar, you hear it when you spar, with the best nothing less i scar, something fresh debauched espodar, with a cess cigar, when the text is launched, you get pressed and stomped, back of the restaurant, where the vets is armed, you wanna test the god, i got techs and bombs, you cant alarm the poet, you aint no harm and you know it, my papers long i throw it, i pack the bhang and then blow it, gimme an arm and i glow it, gimme a charm and i snow it, you couldn't learn to flow it, god gotta bestow it, i play spades and poker, and make trades with brokers, you fake champagne cola, hold up your campaigns over, i got this whole lane sowed up, with supporters and soldiers, quick to blam blam bloke ya, im sicker than bram stoker, you need a vest with you, side of them vestibules, the best rest with tools, thats why im blessing you with new jewelry You cant be too sincere, unless your also dumb, i see the truth in the rum, i drink proof in the slum, i seem uncouth to some,when im recruiting a hun, i stay shooting in buns, and recouping them funds, im like putin with guns, electricution i stun, shine like the route of the sun, for my pupils and them, When you fail you suceed, if you learn from the deed, instead of burning that weed, go and earn some degrees, i know you turned to your knees, prayed and yearned i would leave, but i returned for the cheese, dairy churn for the g's, see one ounce of my raps, is like a fountain of crack, you aint amounting to crap, i gotta council you cats, if you pronounce what i spat, im quick to mount an attack, click the pound and then clack, put you clowns on your back, you got a mountain of stacks, my kings trouncing your jacks, i got the crown in this rap, and now im bouncin with that. new jewelry If you dont know about life, how can you know about death, i rip the mic with one breath, i hit the pipe its like meth, kids try to swipe they like theft, try to recycle whats left, it aint no gripes or no threats, cause i just snipe out and step, first you find out your passion, then make it your profession, make your mental your weapon, failures out of the question, tailors hem up the session, this is lem im the best one, if you try to suppress him, wesson change your expression, i mix harmonic progression, with my psychotic depression, top of the line of succession, it aint gone be no concession, ayo i got a confession, i keep mc's in oppression, it's just a small indiscretion, how i change your complexion, i freshen up your essence, thats why yall not booing me, all you wack rappers just drop is tom foolery, all you back packers just stop you rhyme stupidly, your not new to me im strictly rockin that hot new jewelry

dadadadadum dadadadadum dadadadadum dadadadadum da dum oooo tired of congregations I'm tired of crowds, writing in the grave yard that's hip hop right now, this is some old next shit, some new next script, no Rakim Lem, No penned gems, just shit from my brain, I kick the blues from my veins, nobody knows the troubles they think that everything's plain, But you don't know I cry tears, cause I must be a man and sad songs always get me so I must be a fan, and I write rap music while I listen to rock, bitches think that I'm a square though I'm sharing my cock, and every single Sunday I run through three girls I'm not bragging, I wish I could control this urge I smoke weed till I bleed polluting my seeds I can't conceive cause I fought a veneral disease, I was sixteen then, it still seems lem is trouble. How I wish I could just clone me a double. i need a double a double shot of hennesey mixed, i need a double a double barrel shotgun spliff i need a double double d cups with stilettos yo if i had a double he would be as nice as me, shoot dice like me take care of my vice for me in nyc every night liquor and spliffs lay up in the hospital and watch the EKG blip he could get shitted on by loose fitting cunts that say av i love you but he aint what they want, but ill never own a clone so i must proceed to let bitches feed, consumed wit all they envy and greed, but i see, i just need a few seconds to blow my seed, that wont grow till the hoes blow my weed, yo im not complaining somebody said its theraputic to use it write it in the music,but its not so ima stop im stupid, every line on the page is like a nine or a gauge, its hell that we pay im held in a cage inhaling haze im brave, biege khaki's on slave rap perform im a master don paragon before i go on, i need a shot glass or four then im singing my song i need a double A double shot of hennesey mixed i need a double with hypnotic chronic hitting spliffs i need a double double d cups with stiletto's i need a double shots of brandy in my expresso I need a double A double shot of hennesey mixed, i need a double a double barrel shotgun spliff i need a double double d cups with stilettos i need a double shot of brandy in my expresso i need a double, i need a clone the streets and the sheets never leave me alone i need a double for this black cloud to follow cause while it's over me it's to dark to see tomorrow

No flights for sale at laguardia, it's prolly a storm, still got to feel your body up, cause your body calls, and i wont give up not at all, feels like I fall through the metro system, till I end up at JFK with some better wisdom, cause on the way I had a vision at last, to see you a little sooner for the sand leaves the glass, before the hour hands pass a fourth time I emboss rhymes, this is a letter of a kind to hope that your inclined, I'm no commuter but together we'll stand, if we plan, to band in the middle of our separate lands, and it's pretty, it ain't just the rush of touching on your butt and your kitty, we could catch the bus to Kansas city, mandarin sippin', handling crippy we could roll, casino dice throw, after throwing them bones, we could throw off our clothes, were pugilists its ludacris how we just throw them bows, and then we sleep, sugar creek home away from home. It takes six hours to get from JFK to LAX but in just Half the time, I could be with you, it's six hours to leave your L.A. life for the New York nights But I'm not there, I'm in a hotel room Lets meet in sugar creek. sugar creek, Missouri, we'll ride through kansas city like royalty In sugar creek, nothing but blue skies, girl you gotta see it with your own eyes sugar creek, by blue springs, we'll drive to kansas city for a few drinks. or just kick back in our room, right here in sugar creek. sugar my sugar, my sexy sassy, my sookie ta bill, i blast thee, pass me around, but never ash me, just put me downtown when i pitch from the mound we could watch kansas city royals, your pretty spoiled, well endowed poised, wedding vows void, its time for one last fling, we could meet at sugar creek, its neat, near blue springs, your just what I've been craving, your like an itch i cant scratch, like a fiend for nicotine without a niccorette patch, but i cant do it cold turkey, please, im not as bold as hercules, our love is as old as percy pee, and thats not a diss, i must admit its your that i miss coca cola hips, arizona sweet tea lips, im feverish, in cold sweats, like doc and darryl from the old mets, you got me breaking bad like i sold meth, you never sweat wether i hold inz, and thats why were old friends, how far am i from that old caress It takes six hours to get from JFK to LAX but in just Half the time, I could be with you, it's six hours to leave your L.A. life for the New York nights But I'm not there, I'm in a hotel room Lets meet in sugar creek. sugar creek, Missouri, we'll ride through kansas city like royalty In sugar creek, nothing but blue skies, girl you gotta see it with your own eyes sugar creek, by blue springs, we'll drive to kansas city for a few drinks. or just kick back in our room, right here in sugar creek.

Aint a thing funny y'all, we strictly gunning for ones coming for funds stunning sons were among i'm well hung like a neuse holds me seduce lonely beats like silk sheets smoothest lyrics i speak its the lyrical miracle spill a few syllables here i go biblical flow most dope typical no, its critical cause i'm killing em slow pump shots with led mics drilling your soul still in a hole and where spending paper its just my nature tip big being tight was making me sick we went from neutral to drive with my pupils aside we used to hide from police now we strutting with pride its nothing but la's we smoking the habit is rich i might sip asti spumonte never having the kris your cabbage i twist with scripts on my act catching fish, lets reminisce before the dough came i cocaine flipped, now i spit. you know im good to go stood before kings queens a princesses should i flow should i throw limitless dimensions in, hooded up could struck it rich a long time ago, shrine this bros memorabilia when reveal the scrolls i drop it, chock full im stocked with chocolate tai the mic up its like what the fuck y'all think this is. scriptures is vicious malicious intent like indians fishing with branches i avalanche this advance my advantage this is nothing like chess its like cutting your guts in distress press my vest to roll x and o's light the mic im set to go lets propose a toast to the most dope you know and hope he flow for a long time its avateezy, walking in the rain it aint easy believe me i play parcheesi with dice sip reunite with ice to live comfortable i touch a few mics because

EVERYTIME I RHYME I CLIMB I GO LEVELS, YOU CATS JUST BITCH, YOU HISS WITH NO TREBLE, ALLREADY IN HELL PITCHFORKS, WITH NO DEVIL, AND EVERYTIME I RHYME YOU CATS YOU JUST SETTLE, AND I GOT NO GUN JUST THE SLOMIN SHEILD, CLEAN AS A WHISTLE, IM RICH SO I COULD BLOW MY DEAL IM SO OFFICIAL , u gots nill NOTHING IN ESCRO YOUR BEST FLOWS DULL, MY SKULLS SHINES LIKE DESTRO, AND ITS PERPETUAL I MEAN EVERYTIME, EVERY SECOND, I WRECK IT AND THATS HOW I DEFINE, LYRICAL ESSENCE THEYL'LL ETCH IT ON MY TOMBSTONE, HERE LIES THE FLYEST TO RUIN POEMS, AND YOU WAS LUCKY TO KNOW HIM, IT MUST BE THE POTION, THAT AND VITAMIN D, AND YOU DONT KNOW ANOTHER BROTHER RAP FLYER THAN ME, THE HIGHEST DEGREE MAKE YOU MOVE YOUR H.I.P'S AND N.O.D. AND B.O.B YOUR H. E. A. D EVery time i rhyme i take you to that place, you find hip hop, nobodys safe, Im like 86 to 96 its real hip hop everytime i rhyme like this NOBODY BEATS THE BIZ THE BIZ BEATS YOU AND LEAVES YOUR FACE COVERED IN JIZ THATS WHY I SIGNED INDIE, NOBODY TELLS ME HOW TO RHYME, IF THEY STINGY YOU DONT GET A DIME, EVERYTIME I WRITE A LYRIC IM MY OWN WORST CRITIC, IF IM IMPRESSED THEN ITS FRESH, IF NOT I WONT SPIT, I HIT IT LIKE BLUNTS, OR SLICK RICK IN EIGHTES RAP, SPIT ON IT LIKE CUNTS OF STUNTS IN BABY PHAT , ONCE I LAY THE TRACK, YOU PUMP AND PAY ME BACK, CONSIGNMENT RAP, RE-UP I GOT THE BLACKS, THE HAZE AND THE HYDRO CHRONIC AND GREENS, NEVER THE REGS IM SUPERSONIC JUST FOR THE FIENDS, I NEVER MOVE BACKWARDS CAUSE IM LIKE A HORSE WITH THE BLINDERS BUT YOU KINDA EVERYTIME YOU PAUSE TO REWIND DIS, BUT THATS THE GOAL RAPPERS TURNING DIAMONDS TO COAL, STRUCK THE LOTTERY WITH YOUR WACK RAPS THAT BOTHER ME, EVERY TIME YOU RHYME YOU GUYS NEED A LABOTAMY, THE ONLY THING HIP HOP NEEDS IS ARTISTRY, EVERY PART OF ME, WANTS TO SLAP THEM DUDES AND IF I HAD AN AK I WOULD CLAP THEM DUDES RAP IS SUB DUED, IM COMMING FOR YOUR DUES CHECK THIS ISNT ONE OF THEM LOOSE THREATS BROTHER IM COMMIN FOR YOUR CREW NEXT.

i wanna sprinkle on this track, 31 flavors i laid on DATS, but that was back in the days i got a sack of hayes dismayed but hay i never really stray , i stay on the beat like rookie cops, rolling trees up with more hair on in than wookies got, chilling in jersey shore like Snookie's twat, yo heres the situation i got little patients like pediatricians my missions amazing in the sun like raisins, but fuck that play i'm not loosing my savings, havens were record stores i was curious george, bought all i could afford like who's these four in velour, but now we got our own shit on the shelves, singles on 12 inch vinyls, find us on itunes as well, rhapsody and napster, fancy cars villas and the spas, you hate us rap stars, be cause were living large, now everybody go on and on and on and on on and on and on and on go on and on and on and on on and on and on and on yo when i tip im like young buck because i leave 50, don't try to hit me i got future weapons like im ripely, from alien go back like paleontologists you couldn't follow this novelist, with GPS you suck like lozenges, on point like hollow tips we roll in them pontiac solstices im polished with, skills, can't demolish it, ever so shiny lexicon is huge what you use is tiny, you see the irony rhyme clean rap grimily, gats find me and i bust em raps lined over percussion, brooklyn roulette with six shots im not russian, adjust the volume when i loom croon this hip hop recital idol fools im not deemed sire for nothing, puffing the fire with one take lost it on the hill by the side of my duns place, they called him memo, hung out with keith heard his peeps worked at a casino, he found it with a candle, didn't have a lighter though, used to freestyle but now you wire dough if im a flow now everybody go on and on and on and on on and on and on and on go on and on and on and on on and on and on and on