Writer's Block ft. Richie Valley & BennyAve Lyrics

Yea

I'm from the side of town you shouldn't be down to mess with

Chained fences and tossed weapons

It's hectic

That side of life was shit that others did before breakfast

Was popping off

Abuela's house was just not involved

A safe haven

As I look back my idea of life was way faded

Fuck what they chasing

Look around you bro

It's not too many that live to make it up out this hoe

Your death's a status quo

That ain't gon' happen though

Fast forward, I'm older and understanding

They banging Bs up on Paxton

But I'm out passing my classes

A lot more clever than average

They altered my education

That fucked up my grades

So I picked up instrumentation and

Hit the track with a passion

They couldn't match

I was racing

I hung out with black and brown

But studied with the asians

The streets were still waiting to

Take me off of the pavement

And bang the blocks I was raised in

Granny and Moms delayed it

Dad got his act together and outperformed Jason Statham

Father of the year consecutively I was patient

The days came perfect

The work aligned the journey

Now we on this road and we can't stop working

I'm from

The Avenue

Where I'll be walking by solo

Stop and chunk a deuce at a cholo

Yeah I'm from

The Avenue

Where the concrete is your dojo

And violence builds your grit that's the mojo

Bitch I'm from

The Avenue

Pitbulls and chained fences

Where fools ditch fades and pack weapons

I'm from

The Avenue

Minding my own business in my bucket

The Avenue's a bitch, but I love it

So look

When it comes to writing and painting pictures

These fools will always come after me

When I wrote LINUS I knew I created a masterpiece

They could be candy and still ain't half as sweet

Bubblegum rappers, no sugar

Your flavors bland to me

Bubblegum wrappers, y'all like

Paper in the wind

Flimsy and you're thin

Bitch I'm solid to the 10

My bars were learned on days up in ELA

Playing recess next

Then get back home talk to CPS

Momma weekend stressed

My grades are slipping

I'm chilling with dudes who's smoking trees

They think they tight

Ain't as cold as me

I don't toke the weed

Come with my own degree

Ain't ever plagiarizing shit

But when I play y'all in the whip

I hear y'all quoting me

I guess that's just the potency of my poems

Hardly I get to know 'em

But obviously they've been paving ways

I can't be phased when the sidewalk ends

Got to test my faith

I jumped straight into the deep end

When I had changed my ways

And now I'm reaping all the fruits of my labor

I used to be a lazy kid but then got used to their flavor

I started fixing myself

'Cause this a long ass road

Who would've known that leap frog

Would teach me all that I know

I'm from

The Avenue

Where I'll be walking by solo

Stop and chunk a deuce at a cholo

Yeah I'm from

The Avenue

Where the concrete is your dojo

And violence builds your grit that's the mojo

Bitch I'm from

The Avenue

Pitbulls and chained fences

Where fools ditch fades and pack weapons

I'm from

The Avenue

Minding my own business in my bucket

The Avenue's a bitch, but I love it

I swear these streets are unforgiven

They'd rather learn to shoot than working on that stance

Up them hands

Tuck that chin in

It's a given

Corrupted system corrupt our children

That's why I still be ditching police and hopping fences

How I'm living?

Didn't think I'd see 27

I'm living on borrowed time

They charging me by the minute

Fuck Guinness

Yo we putting out real records

And fuck being timid I'm real reckless

I tried to tell 'em

That shit ain't really sweet

And if you wait too long

It just might not be good enough too eat

I got to take that risk or else

I might not be able to sleep

There ain't no woulda, coulda, shoulda

Not today, I got to see

For my damn self

Still making moves on this handheld

Peepee dance, I can't stand still

If rap don't make it I bet these packs will

Look, I ain't tripping

My cup half filled

For now, you can catch me on The Ave still

The Avenue

Where I'll be walking by solo

Stop and chunk a deuce at a cholo

Yeah I'm from

The Avenue

Where the concrete is your dojo

And violence builds your grit that's the mojo

Bitch I'm from

The Avenue

Pitbulls and chained fences

Where fools ditch fades and pack weapons

I'm from

The Avenue

Minding my own business in my bucket

The Avenue's a bitch, but I love it

BennyAve I See You!