Big Ave Lyrics

It's been going on for fuckin time now

He's done Tony's kneecaps

Put ya foot down Ave

Ya can't let him get away with it

Take him to the warehouse and fuckin chop him up

I'm in the boot of a car

I'm fucked up, I smell a Cuban cigar

Mixed with bud smoke and some bloke

Just said he wants to cut my throat

I'm out of luck, no hope

My thoughts are gathering

Whole life's unraveling before my eyes and I'm

Rattling like hazardous scaffolding proper panicking

Travelling down the motorway at a high speed

Blindfolded with my hands tied, bleeding

Probably going Manny

Roid Head called Ave was in the whip I could hear him chatting

Was known to federalli's for torturing in Balli's

Was pally with Pakistanis that didn't dilly dally

Who feels a silly wabbit?

Hey ho, can't be far away coz

I can feel the car turning in and out the A roads

Any last prayers better say those

But then I heard em slam the breaks on

Murder murder kill kill

I keep running from the urge but wanna kill still

Coz alls I seem to wanna do is murder murder kill kill

Can't stop until I make til

I can't chill, I'm still ill

Murder murder kill kill

I keep running from the urge but wanna kill still

Coz alls I seem to wanna do is murder murder kill kill

Can't stop until I make til

I can't chill, I'm still ill

Woke up to a commotion

The crash knocked off my blindfold and

Must have broken the lock coz the boot opened

I climbed out, the car was smoking

And people were gathering around recording, taking photos

My hands tied

I used a piece of glass that was inside

The window to cut the cable tie

The passenger must have been dead

Coz his head was through the windscreen

And big Ave was slumped over the wheel

I hit legs, was running

Could hear sirens coming

Looked back and seen Ave with his seatbelt struggling

Was busy, town centre, didn't think he

Was daft enough to start shooting, luckily they all missed me

I jetted up some back streets

Knew he couldn't catch me

Ran a little more and then I jumped into a taxi

Step on it

Take me to the nearest hotel and quick

Left him with my Rolex watch and said, you didn't see shit

Murder murder kill kill

I keep running from the urge but wanna kill still

Coz alls I seem to wanna do is murder murder kill kill

Can't stop until I make til

I can't chill, I'm still ill

Murder murder kill kill

I keep running from the urge but wanna kill still

Coz alls I seem to wanna do is murder murder kill kill

Can't stop until I make til

I can't chill, I'm still ill

Dirty little B and B

I'm sniffing coke with some cleaner named Tina

Was fit should have seen her

Started crying

Said her sister was a sex worker

And she just found out she'd been murdered

I said fuck that

We should go the shop and get some cognac

She let me drive her car and it was dark when we come back

Just as we were parking up I only see the same fuckin taxi

That dropped me off and getting out the back were Ave

Yeah I'm on it

Pedal to the metal had him rolling over the bonnet

Now he's on the floor unconscious

Took his gun from him

Put a bullet in the side in his head

And killed the taxi driver dead

I said to Tina, let's go

She said she lives in a flat just down the road

I convinced her

To put me up, I puckered up and kissed her

Told her on the way I'd tell her who it was that killed her sister

Murder murder kill kill

I keep running from the urge but wanna kill still

Coz alls I seem to wanna do is murder murder kill kill

Can't stop until I make til

I can't chill, I'm still ill

Murder murder kill kill

I keep running from the urge but wanna kill still

Coz alls I seem to wanna do is murder murder kill kill

Can't stop until I make til

I can't chill, I'm still ill