Av Is Coming by Avie Fresh Lyrics
Avatar the Articulate - “Av Is Coming”
[Emcee(s): Avatar the Articulate (AKA Avie Fresh)]
[Producer(s): Avie Fresh (AKA Avatar the Articulate) and One-Take]
[Verse 1: Avatar the Articulate (AKA Avie Fresh)]
Mr. Exuberance starts hanging like a crucifix
My mind is used to this. Useless and stupid kids just groove to this
Music is bliss, posers can’t do it like this. Smoke with
A brew in my fist. Grew my chips, I’ll hit like I’m pugilistic
I drew the biscuit like The Fat Boys. You missed it, but
My rap’s poised, exquisite voice my choice to exhibit this shit
Vividly, vocals glow through mics that I float through global
Scold you, mold you, and fold you when I roll through your local
Bifocals you’ll need to see after I blur your vision
Like an astigmatism, this is fresh as inquisition
Illegally, I’ll trick the rhythm into feeding me
Frequencies that’s unheard by humans. Most rappers, I consumed ‘em
Gangsters? I entomb ‘em. Gamers, read the disclaimer
I’m an illusion, gruesome, playing games since I was two, son
Nintendo Wii, PS3, 360
Got PS Vita under the seat with cold whiskey
Jack Daniels, cracked windows, Bill Bixby
I’ll run this city, jokers are smoked, charred, crispy
Pity, this is for all the fellas not jealous or overzealous
Smelling, swelling, waiting for something fresh for Av to tell us
Well, this is it. Relish it, swell it, don’t embellish it
Elegance. When lemon spits, it hits—no repelling it
This is for all the ladies that listen and play me
Women obey me, swimming in Haiti, picking linen up from Macy’s
At age three, literate. I knew that shit would get
Intricate soon as I started writing a little bit
More intimate with rhyme, I will climb in my mind
Ages four through nine, I freestyled all the time
At ten, then my pen was my best friend. I made
My first book official on the cover initials
You never knew better. Every time the crew weathers
Rugged differentials, pen a few flows, reach the pinnacle
Of goals, critical mass splash the crib with new
Visuals, liquor that hit the liver that been with you
And every bitters who take it all literal, I’ll battle
Through latitude and longitude, still pull the chronic, want it
All and a brew. I’m haunted and I’m hunted, I never
Fronted. I’m coming, these three words are sung, kid:
[Hook: [?]] (x4)
Av is coming
Av is coming
Av is coming (Avatar is)
(Coming) Av is coming
[Emcee(s): Avatar the Articulate (AKA Avie Fresh)]
[Producer(s): Avie Fresh (AKA Avatar the Articulate) and One-Take]
[Verse 1: Avatar the Articulate (AKA Avie Fresh)]
Mr. Exuberance starts hanging like a crucifix
My mind is used to this. Useless and stupid kids just groove to this
Music is bliss, posers can’t do it like this. Smoke with
A brew in my fist. Grew my chips, I’ll hit like I’m pugilistic
I drew the biscuit like The Fat Boys. You missed it, but
My rap’s poised, exquisite voice my choice to exhibit this shit
Vividly, vocals glow through mics that I float through global
Scold you, mold you, and fold you when I roll through your local
Bifocals you’ll need to see after I blur your vision
Like an astigmatism, this is fresh as inquisition
Illegally, I’ll trick the rhythm into feeding me
Frequencies that’s unheard by humans. Most rappers, I consumed ‘em
Gangsters? I entomb ‘em. Gamers, read the disclaimer
I’m an illusion, gruesome, playing games since I was two, son
Nintendo Wii, PS3, 360
Got PS Vita under the seat with cold whiskey
Jack Daniels, cracked windows, Bill Bixby
I’ll run this city, jokers are smoked, charred, crispy
Pity, this is for all the fellas not jealous or overzealous
Smelling, swelling, waiting for something fresh for Av to tell us
Well, this is it. Relish it, swell it, don’t embellish it
Elegance. When lemon spits, it hits—no repelling it
This is for all the ladies that listen and play me
Women obey me, swimming in Haiti, picking linen up from Macy’s
At age three, literate. I knew that shit would get
Intricate soon as I started writing a little bit
More intimate with rhyme, I will climb in my mind
Ages four through nine, I freestyled all the time
At ten, then my pen was my best friend. I made
My first book official on the cover initials
You never knew better. Every time the crew weathers
Rugged differentials, pen a few flows, reach the pinnacle
Of goals, critical mass splash the crib with new
Visuals, liquor that hit the liver that been with you
And every bitters who take it all literal, I’ll battle
Through latitude and longitude, still pull the chronic, want it
All and a brew. I’m haunted and I’m hunted, I never
Fronted. I’m coming, these three words are sung, kid:
[Hook: [?]] (x4)
Av is coming
Av is coming
Av is coming (Avatar is)
(Coming) Av is coming