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The Setup - Avie fresh Lyrics

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avatar the articulate – “the setup”
[emcee(s): avatar the articulate (aka avie fresh)]
[producer(s): avie fresh (aka avatar the articulate) and one-take]
[additional vocals: rashida davis]

[intro: storytelling skit]
child: uncle avie
avatar the articulate (aka avie fresh): yeah
child: could you please tell me a story?
avatar the articulate (aka avie fresh): eh. alright, yo

[verse 1: avatar the articulate (aka avie fresh)]
i was
dirt-broke, p-ss-poor, didn’t have two nickels to
rub nor two dollars—god, i lived in squalor
i washed the windows of an impala on the interstate
just to get berated and some change thrown, pennies cas-
-caded, picked ‘em all up, got a buck, figured i
could pick some bottles up, got a hand-truck, shopping cart
made my way to the food mart to turn it to change
it’s kind of strange how, how it starts to rain now
seen a man with a black brow, black brim, black
fedora hat kicking on his rim. i helped him change
his tire. he asked me if i was for hire. told him
“i got no sk!lls, i’m just a lowly squire.” he said
“i got just the thing for a kid like you. you’re down
on your luck. i could help you make a buck or two.” he said
his name’s frank, never call him francis—the last that did
got his hand st-tched—you couldn’t fix it with a bandage
“the plan is you meet me at this spot tomorrow. here, take
this bag, don’t open it and don’t get followed.” i swallowed
this was my chance to advance. i grabbed the bag in
my hands, then went home to sleep with roaches and rats, but i
was nervous, tossing, turning. yo, what was in this bag? yo, i
was yearning, i had to take a really quick glance
so i looked in and then, son, my vision was stunned. it was
a gun, a cz vz. 61
they call it a škorpion in the slums of the czech republic
and next to that was some bricks of a powdered substance
i could of took the bag and just been straight, but i
was nauseous ‘cause, from the mob, it’s hard to escape, so i’ll
be cautious, just make the drop and count up my papes. i had
mad energy, so i just stayed awake. i made
breakfast, a huge hunk of free cheese and powdered egg sh-t
i’m restless, so i went early to collect this
i saw frank hanging with what looked like a detective
by a lexus tinted out with six antennas
i heard frank refer to the cop as mcm-n-s
he ate bananas and then he told him what the plan is
i hid behind a humvee, he told the cop he found a junkie
to pin the murder on—“i framed him up. what a dummy”
he should be here about six, he got a bag filled
with bricks, plus the gun and some clips. i thought, “sh-t
i really was a fool to just trust that frank.” i picked
up the rag and shoved it in the cops gas tank
the explosion was sudden, loud thunderclaps, frank was running
mcm-n-s bought it, a ticket straight to satan’s dungeon
pulled out the cz easy, the smoke billowed, put
a hole in the dt, stepped out the smoke real slow
not wheezing but hot-squeezing, say, “bless you, frank”
the škorpion was sneezing, but this is bullets, not boogers
i shot him in his tookus, he fell to the ground. we had
some onlookers now, i tried to calm ‘em all down. i told ‘em
i was police—“nothing to see here, folks.” he grabbed
his piece, i shot him once again in his throat

[bridge: avatar the articulate (aka avie fresh)]
shootouts are similar to wild west
broad daylights, face-to-face without a vest
you know the episodes: thugs, camouflage, and spectacles
please, god, this ain’t the life that the devil sold
see, it was written but was never told
peep the jewels, black man—it’s even better than gold
n-ggas roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit, trying
to stop the loot. f-ck jake—c-ck and shoot

[outro: rashida davis]
another day, another dollar
more money, more murder
f-ck this sh-t
bk up in the house
roping n-ggas up
‘cause our clique is thick

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