Blue Scholars - The Ave lyrics

rate me

I be a patient man waiting for the rain to come down

My feet touch the ground but my head's in the clouds

I be Prometheus Brown stealing the fire out of heaven

The setting is several city blocks off the 71 stop

I walk about the district, distracted by

The decadent madness of all the undergraduate addicts

Club rats, heads, space cadets and pragmatics

One of the few places that they coexist on the planet

Whatever happened to the avenue before the summer of 2002

Lounging with crew on 42nd

My how time flies when we're waiting for the chariot

Eating vegan sandwiches with cannabis subtracting our sobriety

Pondering society itself

He's eyeing me like I ain't going to bring it to his health

He don't want it, 'cause certainly he knows he's just another

Sucker without his fraternity brothers to back him up

Campus Parkway up to 41st 42nd 43rd 45th and up to 47th

To the edge of the bubble, all delinquents they laugh, saying

Fuck class, get your education on The Ave

I be a patient man, waiting and checking for the sound

Of potential break records up at Second Time Around

In fact, we made this track from a sample we jacked,

From some vinyl we dug up out of the crates on The Ave

Rats escape the lab infestations in all

There be cracks on the sidewalk made from the fall

A natty dreadlock strumming on his broken guitar

Singing Babylon Fall outside of the bookstore

I purchased a journal in which the verses I recite, reside

I write vividly to capture the vibe

I'm like "Hey kid, walk straight, master your high

If you listen you can hear the eye of the city cry"

The sound is often drowned by hollering scholars

Intoxicated so save it for the coffee shop philosophers

The so-called artists, the poets and the prophets

Scenery is changing, and nobody can stop it