C'mon, oh my man, Ahmad
Come on y'all, 4th Avenue Jones
That's how we do it, Jones
They thought we was finished
It's not done but it's over

I want some Brand Nubian, Pac and Rakim, Biggie, Nas
Really don’t make emcees like they used to
Freestyle Fellowship, D.O.C, Pharaoh Monch
Jay, Ahmad, and Thought from the Roots crew

That’s a hood who’s who, now what you dudes do?
Make a wack album pay Lil' Jon do two
Dope beats for the streets to introduce you
But you weak, we know he got heat, what you do?

Sick of hype, homie is you tight or boo boo
I’m precise with mine dun diced a few fools
Got stripes for serving on mics you new to
From the life where if you ain’t nice we boo you

Boo, hoo, go ahead cry, if you wanna
What you got’s not hot they rock mine every corner
Homie can’t see me if he try he a goner
Plus he must be smoking that Thai marijuana

It’s over now
I told y’all it’s over now
We off in them Range Rovers now
It won’t stop but it’s over now

It’s over now
I told y’all it’s over now
We got money to fold up now
It don’t stop but it’s over now

Hold up, you are now experiencing
What we call sensational, bring it

Ahmad’s going through a carpenter phase, carving up stages
And mics with tight rhymes sharper than razors
Fools talk so often I’m made to defeat these MC’s in three’s
Like Stojakovic, Peja, see whatever you got and I’ll raise ya
Man who you kidding, poppin’ your lip then hit me back when I page ya

With it, whenever, whatever, I’m too clever you’ll never
Do nothing to my crew ever, we heavyweights to you feathers
Its paragraphs to letters, we the Jag’s, you Jetta’s
You backspins, we more advanced like Capoeira

Avenue band stands apart where fans set us
Y’all loose, we tighter than Bruce, Bruce’s sweaters
Rocked with top sellers, so hot they got jealous
Haters pop a lot we not gon’ stop fellas
Every rhyme’s divine we shine cause’ God let us
Grindin’ till we platinum lyin' in Barbados

It’s over now
I told y’all it’s over now
We off in them Range Rovers now
It won’t stop but it’s over now

It’s over now
I told y’all it’s over now
We got money to fold up now
It don’t stop but it’s over now

It’s over now
I told y’all it’s over now
We off in them Range Rovers now
It won’t stop but it’s over now

We beat the ball, the ball, ball, we beat the ball, the ball, ball
We beat the ball, the ball, ball, we beat the ball, the ball, ball
We beat the ball, the ball, ball, we beat the ball, the ball, ball
We beat the ball, the ball, ball, we beat the ball, the ball, ball

Avenue brothers on the track
Look ahead and it's over now, come on