Avalon, Mickey - Roll Up Your Sleeves Lyrics

For next to nothin'
Your soul could be mine
Now that I got your attention, look you dead in the eyes
If you're gonna make a move, let it be quick
Because the last mother fucker stuttered and got clipped
I stick and move like a dog in the night
Who proud but won't growl before I'm gun' bite
Street lamps light the way as I stray
Past the corner liquor store and the penny arcade
Juiced on bennys and hard lemonade
I boost so many sweets I've got tooth decay
Who say, that Mickey can't rock your life
I've been up for 2 days straight
And 3 nights
I wear my lee's tight
And tapered at the bottom
I bought them at the swap meet in Spanish Harlem
So if you got a problem
You know where I'm at
Lurkin' in the garden with snakes and gutter rats
At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gonna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull
At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gonna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull
With eyes on the back of my head after dark
I'm just a lone drifter on the lookout for a mark
I've got angles that'll tangle masterminds with heart
Fuck it I'll even run a bum for his shopping cart
When I was young my father, rest in peace
Taught me how to pick a pocket and copy car keys
As a little boy I'd hop through chimneys
Skilled at the art of making enemies
So if you got beef
Better have good luck because
Even if you knock me down, I'll get up
And if you don't kill me
I'm gonna slice your gut
With a straight edge razor
Riddled with rust
Blood lust takes me over when I close my eyes
And look back over these jet black skies
My time here may be short along
So when I rhyme here I'm gonna light this on
At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gonna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull
At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gonna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull
What you lookin' at punk you don't know me from Adam
And you have the nerve to step on my chucks fuck that
I wasn't brought up to turn the other cheek
I'll break your mothers back, just for touchin' me
I crush MC's with line step line they're mute
Strangalin' triangles, spheres, and cubes
The day old leader throwin' jabs and slabs
Of meat, that hang on hooks and straight stink
Go play the clubs that love to dance
Where chumps step bump me as they walk on past
Avalon don't care none for breasts
Less they cook and clean and wipe my ass
At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gonna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull
At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gonna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull
My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
Crazy ill mad rap
My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
Crazy ill mad rap
My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
Crazy ill mad rap
My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
Crazy ill mad rap

Still dope ,the ave is ill

For next to nothin'
Your soul could be mine
Now that I got your attention, look you dead in the eyes
If you're gunna make a move, let it be quick
Because the last mother fucker stuttered and got clipped
I stick and move like a dog in the night
Who proud but won't growl before I'm gun' bite
Street lamps light the way as I stray
Past the corner liquor store and the penny arcade
Juiced on bennys and hard lemonade
I boost so many sweets I've got tooth decay
Who say, that Mickey can't rock your life
I've been up for 2 days straight
and 3 nights
I wear my lee's tight
and tapered at the bottom
I bought them at the swap meet in Spanish Harlem
So if you got a problem
You know where I'm at
Lurkin' in the garden with snakes and gutter rats

At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

With eyes on the back of my head after dark
I'm just a lone drifter on the lookout for a mark
I've got angles that'll tangle masterminds with heart
fuck it I'll even run a bum for his shopping cart
When I was young my father, rest in peace
Taught me how to pick a pocket and copy car keys
As a little boy I'd hop through chimneys
Skilled at the art of making enemies
So if you got beef
Better have good luck because
Even if you knock me down, I'll get up
And if you don't kill me
I'm gunna slice your gut
With a straight edge razor
Riddled with rust
Blood lust takes me over when I close my eyes
And look back over these jet black skies
My time here may be short along
So when I rhyme here I'm gunna light this on

At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

What you lookin' at punk you don't know me from Adam
And you have the nerve to step on my chucks fuck that
I wasn't brought up to turn the other cheek
I'll break your mothers back, just for touchin' me
I crush MC's with line step line they're mute
Strangalin' triangles, spheres, and cubes
The day old leader throwin' jabs and slabs
Of meat, that hang on hooks and straight stink
Go play the clubs that love to dance
Where chumps step bump me as they walk on past
Avalon don't care none for breasts
Less they cook and clean and wipe my ass

At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

At the end of the eve we
Roll up our sleeves
Mess with my stake and I'm gunna have to swing
So don't make nothin' more difficult
Blood starts gushin' when I kick your skull

My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
Crazy ill mad rap

My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
Crazy ill mad rap

My attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
Crazy ill mad rap

2:35 Definitely "gold plated gloves that love to dance with chumps that bump me as they walk on past" as in he's good at boxing and loves to fight anyone that bumps into him.

best out there come to ny...please

Anybody else think his right arm looks a bit crazy in the first picturefor some reason???

Most likely the needle arm tbh

my boy the AV

Does anyone even get past the content and realize these are some of the best lyrics...... His shit is mad on point

Justin Newman absolutely bra he went in those who know that life just know I had to bite the thank u tattoo in 08

Mickey is AWESOME.

So full of shit lol.

So RIch n so pretty...

Lol im pretty sure you cant gain 12 pounds of muscle in a week...

Mickey? Marry Me? :3 <333333

I normally hate dancing because I get all self conscious, but I can't help but dance to this song.

Far more than half.

good idea but you made mickeys song voices too loud for the beat but its still sick word up mickey and mac, different styles but you both get the art of words, good work dude

Mickey is a dope ass MC, fuck the dumb shit!

do a job boy$$$

What the fuck is your problem ? Thats some stupid shit . From my experience guys who talk about how tough they are, aint shit . Guys who talk tough on youtube, are fuckin jokes.

This song changed my life!

Who cares?

Ha Ha Ha Ha.

So do it?

Make your own video.

And thrash Mr.Mick.


Good luck bitch.

Damian Sour for how much

He came back, btw.

everything today sucks ass havnt heard anything good since like 2010.

Im making my way through the city at nights, with my hood up listening to this song.

Because the last mother fucker stuttered and got clipped.

nuff said

@funkateer17 not at all...

brilliant

@Breanniswizard Agreed! Hes really sick!

Mickey is the most underrated artist, I think he is more talented than half of the rappers out there.

where can we buy his cds from i only see his self titled.

@Halosaga4ever14 inspirational*

i just noticed that above his pants is a pack of cigs!! whaaaaaaat haha i thought it was a tag er somethin

ensperational,dont fuck with skinny dudes....

@rider23991 It won by default.

This was his greatest album! Fuck yea Mickey!

@3MissMorphine so your a junkie groupie and pretends he likes you?Havent you seen almost famous?

IM NOT A MICKEY FAN! ......MY ATTUDE IS ALL FUCKED UP AND REAL SHITTY...... IM AN INSANE LOON FREAK FOR THIS ARTEST AND BLESSED TO HAVE GOTTEN TO KNOW HIM AND CALL HIM A DEAR FRIEND!!!!!!! I ADRORE YOU MICKEY-MISS MORPHINE ,SEATTLE WA.!

m mahoney my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty is a sample from prodigy from mobb deep lol

Epic intro

Anyone else think he sounds like Son Doobie?

i. want. his. cd. haha

hehe guess who

great fuckin cd