Hey, yo yo Everlast. What up?
This is big Guru from the Gangstarr, you know what I′m sayin′?
Just checkin′ in on ya. Yo, I heard about your accident, I want
to know if you′re still breathin′? So get at it brother, you know
how to reach me, kid. Word is bond, man. I miss ya. Hit me up, peace.
[Phone Rings]
(Hello?)
(Hey is she home yet?)
(No, she′s not home yet)
(All right, thanks)
Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you′re gone
And you ain′t coming home
Girl I′m sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And ask you to be mine
But you′re so hard to find
Girl I′m sleeping alone
Baby girl she makes the good motion
Make no mistake she′s deep as the ocean
Jake never sleeps in the heart of the city
And God′ll never make another woman this pretty
And I can never guess why she even messed wit′ me
Word to P.Diddy
I treated her shitty
I′m sick of cliches like opposites attract
When they drop the drum track
Screaming "Baby come back"
Reality bites like pit bull fights
I jump outta bed and throw on my lights
Your clothes are all gone
And you ain′t there
And your makeup drawer is empty
I found an old picture of you washing your hair
And now we ain′t even friendly
Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you′re gone
And you ain′t coming home
Girl I′m sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you′re so hard to find
Girl I′m sleeping alone
Ain′t too many kids that bang like this shorty
She′ll sip champagne
She′ll come drink a forty
Got a smell that intice
Dress kinda sporty
In public she′s nice
In private she′s naughty
I had every man′s dream in the palm of my hand
And fucked it all up like the Taliban
She left town with my ring and wrecked all our plans
And I don′t even care about the fifty grand
Man the hell with the cash cause that ain′t the point
We used to sit around and laugh as we smokin′ the joint
We used to watch TV and eat chicken wings
We had tickle fights
We did the wild things
Now I′m all alone up in my room
This house is feelin′ empty
We used to talk about being bride and groom
And now we ain′t even friendly
Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you′re gone
And you ain′t coming home
Girl I′m sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you′re so hard to find
Girl I′m sleeping alone
Me corazon
Ain′t comin′ home
The sweetest thing I′ve ever known
Turned off her phone
Left me alone
The pain that cuts down to the bone
It can′t be fixed
Scars don′t heal
None of these chiks out here is real
Some of these chicks got sex appeal
But their souls all come up empty
Put me in the mix, girl, what′s the deal?
All I′m trying to be is friendly
Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you′re gone
And you ain′t coming home
Girl I′m sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you′re so hard to find
Girl I′m sleeping alone
(KIDS VOICES)
Uncle Whitey, Uncle Whitey, can you tell us a bedtime story?
Yeah, we want some bedtimes stories...(Please!)
Once upon a time not long ago, when people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood, and people were behavin′ like they our too good
There was a little boy who was misled by another lil′ boy and this is what he said
"Me and you, Guy, we gonna make sum cash, robbin′ old folks and makin′ the dash"
They did the job, money came with ease, but one couldn′t stop, it′s like he had a disease
He robbed another and another and a sister and her brother
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover, the cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,
He said, "keep still, boy, no need for static", punched him in his belly and he gave him a
slap
But little did he know the lil′ boy was strapped, the kid pulled out a gun
He said, "why′d you hit me?", the barrel was set straight for the cop′s kidney
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure, "I′ll do years if I pull this trigger"
So he cold dashed and ran around the block, cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister, a shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her
Looked around good and from expectations, so he decided he′d head for the subway stations
But she was coming so he made a left, he was runnin′ top speed till he was outta breath
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him, then he made his move to an abandoned building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor, opened up the door there, guess who he saw
Dave the dope fiend shootin′ dope, who don′t know the meaning of water nor soap,
He said, "I need bullets, hurry up, run", the dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgun
He wen
Here we are my friends once again I′m inclined to rhyme on time so why
won′t you let me in? It′s clear to this hair has no pin if this song
was the blues you′d be sheddin′ the tear like a baby maybe I should
have held back some of you attrack I guess you couldn′t tell that I
was here to drop knowledge college is erellivant. My next move to
prove what′s smooth is still intelligant expressin′ lesson′s with
sheer decision, first hear me out then make a decision on wether
Everlast knows what time it is. Does this song belong in rhyme biz?
Yes, I think so ′cause I′m a pioneer blazin′ the trail I cross a new
frontier I grow the Lincoln growing strength as I get older, ′cause
I′m the Syndicate Soldier! All effections left behind, there′s still
two more gears to grind, before I′m through I′m sure that you′ll find
a new respect fot the rhymes I injent through your eardrumb don′t play
dumb just let me get you. The pojnt of my address to let you get your
can o′ corn. This song is on the table to make you dance so get up and
if you don′t leave the premasis I′m lookin′ cool so you can call me a
Genesis, born to preform and please a large crowd of people at night
and till the light get ill out my scale is brotha known for being
trecherous a sucker made a move and that means he was forced to put
his head out, he got too close to me two by my side, that′s the way
it′s supposed to be. These are my brothers and they been ′round me
since back in the day these are the people who get credit. As my name
gain credit they make sure it don′t go to my head instead I keep my
feet down unlike suckers from the past I beat down the fatal mistake
with the brake of my confidence over all the fall was do to over
confidence as we go the ego starts acting with the statements of
greatness, the lines are backing up, talking louder as they get bolder
but there no defense against a Syndicate Soldia. As I reach the final
stage somethingI′ll engage in a conflict sick with violent rage I gain
fame from my name Everlast how long can this hype about a Devil last,
it started as fun but everyone took it serious now it seems like I′m
delerious thats ok I′ll stay underated. And good things will comke to
all that have waited, to the brother of a lighter skin to begin to
drop knowledge with weight ′cause you weigh paper thin, science is one
thing knowledge is another what do i mean when i say I′m a brother
being a brother is a state of mind for all those who try to remain
unblind I gow in wisdom as I get older that′s right I′m white and I′m
a Syndicate Soldier
I don′t do work I do damage, everytime I pick up th mic I manage
To diss someone or get somebody pissed
Take off my coat, clear my throat and begin to dismiss
All you fucked up punks that pollute mankind
Give me the mic take a hike, give me a piece of mind
Don′t shout shut your mouth I′m trying to think cleary
You say my rhymes are dope check it out
This is nearly the start of something big like startin′ a fire
You think the party is here, I′ll take the level higher
I′m Everlast get off your ass you cut my rug you understand my game plan
You say man that kid bug, soya blood cotacs if you like the key
Now I′ll stomp your head till you′re dead or at least till you bleed
Fuck everyone
It′s the Syndicate I say what I want to, I say, "hey fuck off punk" just to taunt you
Into believing the ryhmes I say are meant for one thing and that′s achieving my goal
So I can stroll where the fat money rolls, ′cross the bridge over trouble waters
Pay the toll with no bother, no fuss, in God I trust but the rest pay the cash that′s a must
The reason I′m teasin′ you is it′s pleasin′ me to see how funny this can be
When I grab the mic I′m like a three wheel bike I′m always on a roll
I′m always good as gold, so before you smack lip stick and try to talk shit
I′ll tell you now the battle′s over and the joint is lit so quit
All hell breaks loose and it′s a little known fact that I attract and cause a crowd to react
Like an atomic explosion of the pacific ocean
The crowd gets large and I got this notion all I wanna do is speak my rhyme and get paid
′Cause I′m in a trade to not be played and watch suckerss get slain
Put out of business, come on what is this, you came too late, boy
Class been dismissed, canceled, terminated put on a natural brake
North, find a new school to attend ′cause you know I′m goona say what I wanna
I′ll grab the microphone and let my knowledge be born up, intelligence
Excellence, razor sharp wit, it′s known shit, it′s always gotta be legit
And up to par no matter who you are, I know I′m not the best but I still leave scars on your brain
cells
What the hell, fuck everyone
Everybody, fuck ′em (fuck ′em)
Everybody (fuck ′em), fuck ′em (everybody)
Everybody, everybody
I got Tipper Gore protestin′ my lyrics, fuck that bitch I don′t need a clearance
To write my rhymes, speak my mind, you can′t censor me the public′s not blind
It′s time they knew whats goin′ on, you shouldn′t have the power to stop a song
Even if you don′t like what you hear even if the song is strikin′ fear into your heart
Body, soul and brain it′s my opinion so it′s my domain, fuck all those standin′ in my way
Step to me and you′ll have to pay what I say so pay your debt
You fuck with me and you′ll have regrets
Fuck everyone, fuck ′em, fuck everyone, fuck ′em
Fuck ′em now fuckers, fuck the fed now, fuck ′em now
Fuck ′em, everybody, we don′t wanna hear bullshit niggers
Fuck everyone, fuck everyone, fuck ′em now
Fuck you, ha ha ha, fuck ′em
It′s been seven years down the road
I got no more tears in me left to flow
Since I did my baby wrong
She left me lonely for so long
Now I′m out here on my own
Lord won′t you please bring my baby home?
Lord won′t you please
bring my baby home
Lord won′t you please bring my baby home?
It goes one for the treble
two for the bass
Used to mess with this girl way back in the day
She was from the peace days and she went both ways
yea, the girl was a freak
I used to call her Monique
And before we even spoke about knockin′ the boots
she said her names been changed to avoid law suits
So now wer′e gettin′ down to the nitty of the gritty
She brought her friend ′round and DAMN she was pretty!
Betty was twisted
said her number was listed
grabbed my love two fisted
hugged and kissed it
she said "one in the hand is worth two in the bush"
but when push came to shove yo I had my own theories
World series of love
It′s two on one
when I got caught with a smokin′ gun.
His wifey came home and she bursted in
Now I′m lookin′ for my heart like it′s made from tin
The road that I travel ain′t got yellow bricks
my old woman thinks that all men are pricks
then she flipped the script
she′s puttin′ lip to lip
everytime I think about it I just lose my grip
I′ve been up and I′ve been down
I′ve been high and I′ve been low
I′ve been square and I′ve been round
I′ve been fast and I′ve slow
I′ve been cool and I′ve been calm
I′ve been kind and I′ve been crass
I held the whole world right in my palm
I tried to spread it around but it sure went fast
Oh won′t you please bring my baby home?
Lord won′t you please bring my baby home
(repeat repeat repeat)
Here we are my friends once again I′m inclined to rhyme on time so why
won′t you let me in? It′s clear to this hair has no pin if this song
was the blues you′d be sheddin′ the tear like a baby maybe I should
have held back some of you attrack I guess you couldn′t tell that I
was here to drop knowledge college is erellivant. My next move to
prove what′s smooth is still intelligant expressin′ lesson′s with
sheer decision, first hear me out then make a decision on wether
Everlast knows what time it is. Does this song belong in rhyme biz?
Yes, I think so ′cause I′m a pioneer blazin′ the trail I cross a new
frontier I grow the Lincoln growing strength as I get older, ′cause
I′m the Syndicate Soldier! All effections left behind, there′s still
two more gears to grind, before I′m through I′m sure that you′ll find
a new respect fot the rhymes I injent through your eardrumb don′t play
dumb just let me get you. The pojnt of my address to let you get your
can o′ corn. This song is on the table to make you dance so get up and
if you don′t leave the premasis I′m lookin′ cool so you can call me a
Genesis, born to preform and please a large crowd of people at night
and till the light get ill out my scale is brotha known for being
trecherous a sucker made a move and that means he was forced to put
his head out, he got too close to me two by my side, that′s the way
it′s supposed to be. These are my brothers and they been ′round me
since back in the day these are the people who get credit. As my name
gain credit they make sure it don′t go to my head instead I keep my
feet down unlike suckers from the past I beat down the fatal mistake
with the brake of my confidence over all the fall was do to over
confidence as we go the ego starts acting with the statements of
greatness, the lines are backing up, talking louder as they get bolder
but there no defense against a Syndicate Soldia. As I reach the final
stage somethingI′ll engage in a conflict sick with violent rage I gain
fame from my name Everlast how long can this hype about a Devil last,
it started as fun but everyone took it serious now it seems like I′m
delerious thats ok I′ll stay underated. And good things will comke to
all that have waited, to the brother of a lighter skin to begin to
drop knowledge with weight ′cause you weigh paper thin, science is one
thing knowledge is another what do i mean when i say I′m a brother
being a brother is a state of mind for all those who try to remain
unblind I gow in wisdom as I get older that′s right I′m white and I′m
a Syndicate Soldier
(Ladies and gentlemen
we have)
Everlast
(in the house tonight
I think they got somethin they wanna say)
I′m here to uplift, I don′t bug, I don′t drift
Away from my subjects, not even if
My music stops or my beat is gone
I′m just here to express myself and pass it on
(So funky)
[ VERSE 1: Everlast ]
Speakin much words of wisdom, Everlast has the jism
So sit back, relax, kick up your feet and listen
To E cause that′s me, no others can be
Half as fine, I blow your mind with an m-i-c
Get off the tip quick, boy, you′re makin me sick
No other partner could be smarter than my man Kool Nick
Understand, he′s my man with the plan
We come to parties with the posse just to gain some fans
The posse is strong, the lines are long
People flockin to my shows just to hear a song
Like this, it′s not a diss, it′s a mouthful of bliss
Throw your hands in the air and blow me a kiss
From the crowd cause I′m proud, I say my name loud
Everlast pounds sounds like a thundering cloud
It′s not rock ′n roll, it′s hip-hop music
It′s got a lot of soul if you learn how to use it
Well, I′m here to tell suckers go to hell
Others tried to take me down but they′re the ones who fell
Ignorance was their downfall
Take it a little at a time, don′t go for it all
At once cause that′s stupid, it don′t make sense
Just relax and move your body, don′t look so tense
I′m not here to diss nobody, I′m just havin some fun
Everlast last forever, that′s why I′m number one
So pass it on
[ VERSE 2: Everlast ]
With a forty in my fist breakin out my list
Of all the suckers I′m cold about to diss
There′s none to match me or even catch me
Off my guard, so that they can scratch me
Off the MC all-star team
Everlast is number one, that means I reign supreme
Cause there ain′t no others, listen up brothers
Just because I′m white don′t mean that I′m another
Sucker on the microphone frontin and fakin
Not Mexican, Asian, black or Jamaican
Just a sensation made to be caucasian
Get ready brothers, here comes an invasion
Don′t try to stop it, you got a rhyme? Drop it
You might detect that respect′s my topic
I won′t rush it but I′ll discuss it
Go ahead and pop your shot if you think that you can bust it
But I′ma go on, I′m gonna talk some more
I guarantee you won′t be bored if you get on the floor
And go for yours and say that you get it
Get up, get out your seats, get on the floor and get with it
And listen to the rhyme I like to call mine
I re-rehearsed every verse and soon you will find
Not one mistake, so don′t try to break
Or talk about takin out the dope rhymes I make
Just pass em on
[ VERSE 3: Everlast ]
You′re goin wild for my flow and style
I don′t stutter, I utter words versatile
I′m entertainin with my brain and always wearin a smile
I don′t front, I don′t fake, I run the whole mile
You clap cause my snap is like a crocodile
Whether I′m on stage or in my domicile
I′m not fiendin, I don′t smoke, I tell you I′m no joke
You′re schemin for my lyrics cause you know I did dope
Don′t give me no Moлt, pour me a glass of rose
And I′ll say ′skal′ to your health and then I′ll blow you away
Not Simple Simon on the ( ? ) just rhymin from Long Island
The rungs on the ladder of success I′m climbin
Fierce like a lion keepin ducks tame
Murderin two-bit MC′s until none remain
Cold gettin dumb, I′m number one shinin like the sun
With a mic in my holster and I′m on the run
Gunnin down MC′s and writin on the walls
I′m ready for a showdown if you got the balls
Commence, face my offense cause you′re makin me tense
I make a lotta dollars but I make more sense
So pass it on
[ VERSE 4: Everlast ]
Pass it on, pass it down the line
I can throw with the best and go rhyme for rhyme
With any sucker claimin talent, thinkin that he got some
But what you do not realize is Everlast is number one
Cause Everlast is on a superior level
Go ahead and laugh, call me a devil
I won′t care, yeah, my skin is fair
But I still go rhyme for rhyme anytime or -where
With you or any party or crew
And when I finished you′re diminished, take a sip of my brew
And step off, clear my throat with a cough
And bust a move to show and prove that I′m hard not soft
And with my DJ Bilal my beat will be furnished
You find with my rhyme your mind will be nourished
With wisdom and knowledge, yeah, I went to college
And if you get dissed I won′t apologize,
cause that′s a part of my rise
And I go on and on, I go to any length
Just to show that when I throw my rhymes on the strength
I like to see the crowd movin when I come on
I′m just tryin to get my message across and pass it on
* cover version of Mobb Deep′s song; send corrections to the typist
[Everlast]
To all the killers and a hundred dollar billas
for real dealers who ain′t got no feelings
check it out now
I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous
you heard of us
official White folks murderers
My mobb comes equipped with warfare, beware
of my crime family who got nuff shots to share
for all of those who wanna profile and pose
rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nosebone
you all alone in these streets, cousin
every man for their self in this land we be gunnin′
and keep them shook crews runnin′
like they supposed to
they come around but they never come close to
I can see it inside your face
you′re in the wrong place
cowards like you just get they′re whole body laced up
with bullet holes and such
speak the wrong words man and you will get touched
you can put your whole army against my team and
I guarantee you it′ll be your very last time breathin′
your simple words just don′t move me
you′re minor, we′re major
you all up in the game and don′t deserve to be a player
don′t make me have to call your name out
your crew is featherweight
my gunshots′ll make you levitate
I′m only nineteen but my mind is old
and when the things get for real my warm heart turns cold
another figga deceased, another story gets told
it ain′t nothin′ really
hey, yo dun spark the Phillie
so I can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggas
why they still alive I don′t know, go figure
meanwhile back in L.A the foundation
if I die I couldn′t choose a better location
when the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensation
getting closer to God in a tight situation
now, take these words home and think it through
or the next rhyme I write might be about you
Chorus:
Son, they shook...
There ain′t no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death, scared to look
they shook
There ain′t no such things as halfway crooks
scared to death, scared to look
livin′ the live with the diamonds and guns
there′s numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
some of ′em get shot, locked down and turn nuns
cowardly hearts end straight up shook ones
you ain′t a crook son, you just a shook one
There′s a war going on outside
no man is safe from
you can run but you can′t hide forever
In these streets that we done took
you walking with your head down scared to look
you shook cause there anit no such thing as half way crooks
there never around when the beef cooks
and my part of town is similar to Vietum
now we all grown up and hold heavy on the cops control
you better have the right gear get ready
tryin back me and get rock steady
by the mac one double I′ll touch you
leave you with not much to go home with
my skin is thick
cause I be up in the mix of action
If I′m not at home puffin lie relaxin
I lay got a nigga depress
so I wear a stuff (?) underneath my gest
In the life filled with diamonds and guns
there′s numerous ways you can choose to earn funds
But some get shot,lock-down,and turn nuns
cowardly hearts say straight up shook ones
You shook
there ain′t no things as half way crooks
( you ani′t a crook son)
You sarced to death you scared to look you shook
(you just a shook one)
there ain′t no things as half way crooks
(you ani′t a crook son)
You scared to death you sacred to look you shook
(you just a shook one)
There ain′t no such things as half way crooks
You scared to death you scared to look you shook
there ain′t no such things as half way crooks
you scared to death you scared to look you shook
you ain′t a crook son
you just a shook one
you ani′t a crook son
You just a shook one
just a shook one
you ain′t a crook son
you just a shook one
just a shook one
Haha
′And there, but for the grace of God, go I′
It′s kinda neat
I wonder what it means
I rock a jam for love
I quit my band for love
I′ll smack the chrome tool right out your hand for love
Make you cry like a dove
Leave you standin′ alone
In a world so cold
Watch the drama unfold
′Cause you sell your soul
Now you′re fearin′ your death
Sniffin′ crystal meth ′till there ain′t none left
But, rock bottom hurts when you hit it
You start to reflect on all the friends you shitted
You probably won′t admit it
So you start to sink lower
You′re caught in the flood
And you′re tryin′ to find Noah
If you hungry and your near me yo, you gonna get fed
If you sleepy and you need a place to lay your head
Then come take my bed
I′ll sleep on the floor
′Cause these are the times that friends are for
I see everybody out here doin′ for self
And they don′t give a damn on the next man
Puttin′ status and wealth over God and health
I can′t wait ′till you the next man
I get uptight for love
You know I′ll fight for love
I might keep my wifey up all night for love
And when the daylight comes
I be seein′ mad bums
With no shoes on their feet
Plus nothin′ to eat
I can′t save the whole street
So I feel like I′m beat
And why play the game when nothin′ goin′ to change
The only change that′s wanted is loose in my jeans
I get rushed on every corner by a bum or a fiend
Tryin′ to keep my dean
I try to give to the poor
Tryin′ to get through this life
And get through that door
I′m all up in this mix
For these final tics
Goin′ all the way to seven
And it′s half past six
I pray to God for love
I′ll make Jihad for love
And I just might pull your freakin′ card for love
Make you sing ′Hey Love′ like my man King Son
I freak the art noise
Over all you toys
Better bring your boys
Summon all your crew
No matter what you do
It′s comin′ back on you
Just like a planet orbits
Let your sponge absorb it
It′s logical conclusion
It′s b-boy fusion
And confusion say that he want control
Of your mentality
Your body and your soul
So if you lose your whole
Come and take my hand
And link up this jam
′Cause money that′s the plan
Tryin′ to get through this maze
Not to win this race
We either ridin′ on our horse
Or walkin′ on our face
So come take your place on the side of love
And swallow up your ego and your pride for love
Can′t wait ′till you the next man
Can′t wait ′till you the next man...
Everlast Lyrics
Life′s A Bitch
Yeah Yeah
Whitey Ford and the likwit
2000 zero zero
Party just started
I got the complex subjects
The roughneck stature
The jerk factor results and bone fractures
Manufactured sounds and images
Got me scramblin′ like football scrimages
Johnny Unitis
In god I trust
I don′t need to get paper everytime I bust
Maybe I′ll do it for charity
Now my label want to jerk me for my royalty
I guess thats what you get for loyalty
Life′s a bitch don′t take the shit personally
CHORUS:
Life′s a bitch don′t take it personally (3x)
Life′s a bitch don′t take it personal
Call me a visionary advasary
Known to bust cherry on a young berry
Now tell me how much weight can your back carry
And tell me how far have you come now
Im sick of all these fake rock B-boys who think they down
′cause they got a tattoo and turn their hat round
Their all my sons just call me Sam
Recognize who I am boy we ain′t fam
This ain′t the sopranos
You know I roll with the rythm cubanos
And billions get served like McDonalds
So get the fuck on before I give you a tray
Year though I ride through the calley in my blinged up whip
I don′t fear no evil pumpin′ full clip
′cause you ain′t nothin but a bitch to me
By 2002 you′ll be history
CHORUS
Yo I motivate to propagate my oral linguistic
Mystical science act of defiance
Bitches get slapped on non-compliance
Catgorize me with industry giants
I′m callin shots like my man chick hearn
I can mix your burn while you wait your turn
I get respect in this here and that′s hard to earn
I don′t do it for the paper I got m
Yesterday is just a dream I don′t remember
Tomorrow, still a hope I′ve yet to endure
I′m out of time, I′m out of rhyme, I′m out of reason
Season′s change and leave me out in the cold,
The story′s old, the tale been told by many scholar
Got a fistful of dollar and pocketful of love
God above if you hear me cryin′
I′ve tried to sell my soul but no one′s buyin′
Lord, strike me down now if I′m lyin′
Bronx Style Bob: Lord strike me down (3x)
It′s gettin′ cold It′s time for dyin′
CHORUS
Come on and watch me shine
Like the world is mine (check it out) today
Come on and watch me shine (check it out)
Like the world is mine today
Watch me shine (check it out)
Let the man who′s free from sin
Bronx Style Bob: free from sin
Cast the first stone and begin the violence
Bronx Style Bob: begin the violence
Let the man whose words ring true
Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence
Bronx Style Bob: through the silence
Let the ones who lose their way
Live to see just one more day in the sunshine
Bronx Style Bob: La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Let the ones who choose to stray
Recognize the prize they′ll pay In their lifetime
Bronx Style Bob: in their lifetime (2x)
CHORUS
Sittin′ you wait for my roads to cross
You nail me down and you watch me bleed
Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed
So lay my head against the earth
Plant my body like a seed
Bronx Style Bob: plant my body like a seed
You can′t always get the things you want, love (check it out)
Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you want
Get what you deserve or maybe what you need
Bronx Style Bob: Uh, tell me what you need
So fill my hole with precious dirt, love
Till the soil and part the weed
CHORUS
Everlast Lyrics
Never Missin′ A Beat
Listen up, learn, you′ll get your turn
I′m sendin this out to all it may concern
The party master Everlast is here
Before we begin I′m gonna make this clear
I take no short cuts, Bilal adds dope cuts
If girls were around I′d grab and grope butts
And if she got a man and he tries to step up
It′s ashes to ashes and dust gets swept up
Tryin to step to me, boy, you must be sick
Got a nine in my pocket, takin heads out quick
I make my music loud, my parents proud
There′s not an artist alive drawing a better crowd
Than the Everlasting operator droppin a groove
To make you get up and dance while I bust this move
And talk about myself, I don′t need a partner
Bilal has the cuts, then I′ll help start the
Show, let a lyric flow and you′ll know
I make you jump up out your seats, scream and say "ho!"
You fall back down completely exhausted
Once you had the sound, but now it seems you lost it
You′re worn out, you can′t take no more
Since Everlast and Bilal took control of the floor
So jump out your seat, move your feet cause the beat′s complete
I′m never missin a beat
(Never missin a beat) --> George Clinton
There′s no need for askin, I′m the Everlastin
My mind is a poll and I′m gonna cast in
The ocean of words and pull out a new rhyme
And if it feels good, then I′ll do it two times
Or maybe three, four, or even five times
When I′m done Bilal cuts up my rhyme
He′s my partner, not a stand-in
On a ′highway to heaven′ just like Mike Landon
And when it comes to battles my boy′s a sure win
He′s been in more scandals than J.R. Ewing
Busted up more parties than five-o
Whe
What is this, this is Everlast
What is this, this is Everlast
What is this, this is Everlast
What is this, this is Everlast
What is this, this is Everlast
What is this, this is Everlast
Step up while I inject an overdose of intallect
An overload of my vibrations better yet a new sensation
I was lost but then he found me no corruption dissed around me
I was taken to a higher, level of funkdifia where souls of men were burned
They were taught but did not learn about the ricious laws of God
Who threw the seeds over the side, takin′ roots and tryin′ to grow
Though the process might be slow please stay with my question
What is this
What is this
What is this
What is this
What is this
Not speakin′ on my physical, mental or my horror
I′m speakin′ on my soul for the burn would beat you whore
There′s no such thing as love of your life, it′s the hands of the God
So don′t treat his ricious laws with blatant disreguard
In order to follow the Lords path here is what you must do
Do onto each of your brothers as you have done to you
This golden rule is all you need and you′ll be rewarded
The man that don′t will pay the price and believe me you can′t afford it
Because this is Everlast, what is this
This is Everlast
This is Everlast
This is Everlast
This is for the one-two war of over who′s God is the right one
Can it be the Asian one, the black one or could it be the white one
The answer to the question isn′t controversial
There is only one God and his love is universal
If you sit in great redemption all you need to do is ask him
Then you will be both prepared for a life that is Everlasting
So take heed to the word′s I′m sayin′, grab a good book and get hip
To the teachings of the holy coral or the Bible′s holy scripture because this is Everlast
To the teachings of the holy coral or the Bible′s holy scripture because this is Everlast
To the teachings of the holy coral or the Bible′s holy scripture because this is Everlast
To the teachings of the holy coral or the Bible′s holy scripture because this is Everlast
To the teachings of the holy coral or the Bible′s holy scripture because this is Everlast
What is this,
What is this,
What is this,
What is this,
What is this,
What is this,
What is this,
What is this,
What is this,
Who is this,
Who is this,
What is this
What is this
What is this
What is this
Here we are, my friend.
Once again
I′m inclined to rhyme one time.
So won′t you lend me your ear?
Cuz it′s clear
That this here has no pain
If this song was the blues you′d be sheddin a tear
Like a baby
Maybe
Is shoulda held back.
Some of you look shocked
I guess you couldn′t tell that
I was here to drop knowledge
College is irrelevant
My next move,
To prove I′m smooth but still intelligent
Expressing
Lessons with sheer precision
First hear me out then make a decision
On whether Everlast knows what time it is.
Does this song belong in the rhyming biz?
Yes, I think so, cuz I′m a pioneer
Blazing the trail across a new frontier.
I′m growing lengths of growing stregth as I get older.
Cuz I′m a syndicate soldier.
All affections left behind,
There′s two more gears to grind.
Before I′m through,
I′m sure that you will find
A new respect for the rhymes I inject.
Through your eardrum,
Don′t play dumb
Just let me get to the point of my address
Unless you feel you can′t go.
This song is on the tables to make you dance, so
Get up, and if you don′t, leave the premises
I′m Rula-Ku so you can call me a genesis.
Born to perform and please a large crowd
Of people at night and to my right is El-o
The scale is brother,
Known for being treacherous
A sucker made a move and that′s the reason
Fletcher was forced to put his head out
He got too close to me,
Two by my side
And that′s that′s how it′s supposed to be.
These are my brothers,
And they′ve been around me
Since back in the days when the Syndicate found me.
They are the people deserving of credit.
List my name, gained fame, and made sure I wouldn′t let it
Go to my head
Instead
I keep my feet down
Unlike sucker′s from the past I beat down.
The fatal mistake was to break on my confidence
Overall, their fall was due to overconfidence.
As we go, the ego′s
All start acting up
With statements
Of greatness, the rhymes aren′t backing up.
Talking louder as they get bolder,
But there′s no defense
Against a syndicate soldier.
As we reach the final stage,
Something got engaged,
In a conflict,
That′s sick with violent rage.
I gained fame,
From my name, Everlast.
How long can this hype about a devil last?
A star was formed, but everyone took it serious.
Now it′s seems, I′m seen as delirious.
That′s okay, I′ll stay under rated.
And good things will come to all who have waited.
For the brother of a lighter skin to begin
Droppin′ knowledge with weight,
Cuz you rate paper thins.
Science is one thing, knowledge is another.
What do I mean when I say that I′m a brother?
Being a brother is a state of mind
For all those who chose to remain unblind.
Growing wisdom as I get older.
That′s right I′m white and I′m a syndicate soldier
I said God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
Come on, bounce, rock, skate
Tune in, drop out, de-motivate
Renegotiate for the proper rate
Somethin′ to push weight, have to go up state
And fuckin′ jailbait is statutory rape
And don′t you never get your ass caught on tape
This ain′t New York, there ain′t no escape
And Superman′s just another pimp in a cape
And even if both your eyes come up snake
It′s time to get wise, rise and cut the cake
It don′t take much for the Earth to quake
So watch what you clutch when you on the tape
I′m trin to tell ya
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
I don′t know where I′m going, I hardly know where I′ve been
The only thing I know for sure, the party′s bout to begin, you got it
Thousand angels dancing, all on the head of a pin
Some people live in righteousness, and some people live in sin, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
Everybody jump in Lord, everybody jump in
Everybody jump in Lord, everybody jump in, you got it
Yo I′m a pimp, I′m a thief, I′m a killer, I′m a dealer
I′m a Holy man preacher, I′m a teacher, I′m a healer
I′m a mover, I′m a shaker, I′m a giver, I′m a taker
I′m a long time bonafide big money maker
I′m a winner, I′m a loser, I′m a begger, I′m a choser
I′m a thug, I′m a poser, I′m a chronic drug user
I′ve been rapping, I′ve been mixing, I′m fact and then I′m fiction
I′m a walkin′ talkin′ livin′ breathin′ contradiction
I′m working for my God but I′m playing with the devil
Don′t act like you can see me cause I′m on another level
I′m a mic burner, not a trick turner
I′ll act like Ike Turner, then I′ll treat you like Tina
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna take my soul
Gotti got a broken heart, party′s gotten out of control, you got it
The party′s gotten out of control, y′all
The party′s gotten out of control
The party′s gotten out of control, y′all
The party′s gotten out of control, you got it
-You came into my life
-I don′t have to wonder no more, I can feel it all in my soul
It′s Soul Music
-It′s deep down in my soul
Feel the Burn
I can see I got a good foundation deep down in my soul
-Its deep down in my soul
It′s Soul Music
I feel the need for contemplation deep down in my soul
-It′s deep down in my soul
Yo, I first took breath in Hemstead, Long Island
Born in American ancestry from Ireland
You ain′t knowin me, you′d better stop smilin′
Aint nothin funny once my dummies start whiling
You talkin loud now all of a sudden it′s silent
Your premonitions say it′s about to get violent
You want permission just to blink your own eyelids
I got my soldiers, everywhere they go, I win
No stick moves, aint no cap peeling
Where I come from real men don′t catch feelins
We don′t rhyme about fake jacks or drug dealin
The shit I drop will leave all your brains on the ceilin′
Mass appealin, done it since the ′80s
Rock rhymes for my dogs, sing songs for my ladies
Spend money like crazy, aint got no babies
If I don′t make it in heaven I′ll run shit in Hades
Now I can see I got a good foundation deep down in my soul
-Its deep down in my soul
It′s Soul Music
I feel the need for contemplation deep down in my soul
-It′s in my soul
Soul Music
And I can feel a dark sensation deep down in my soul
-It′s deep down in my soul
Soul Music
Tryin to find an explanation deep down in my soul
-It′s deep down in my soul
Yo I shit on competition
Spit on percussion
Beats are bonecrushin
One deep I′m bum-rushin
Guns they get stuck in
Someone starts buckin
The jewels that I′m truckin got pimps upchuckin
You can′t hold me down
You can′t hold my hand
A full grown man with the one God plan
I represent the colors that never run
God bless DMC
God bless Reverend Run
R.I.P. for the J.M.J.
Tell Big and Scott LaRock that we all say hey
Be like Tupac or be like Kid ′n Play
Do you wanna burn out or just fade away
I can rock the mic with no delay
With my head to the ground every time I pray
You can catch a heart attack or get blown away
Cause this type of shit happens everyday
Feel the burn
-I can feel it all in my soul
It′s Soul Music
-It′s deep down in my soul
Feel the burn
-It′s in my soul
It′s Soul Music
-It′s deep down in my soul
Feel the burn
Now I can see I got a good foundation deep down in my soul
-Its deep down in my soul
It′s Soul Music
I feel the need for contemplation deep down in my soul
-It′s in my soul
Soul Music
And I can feel a dark sensation deep down in my soul
-It′s deep down in my soul
Soul Music
Tryin to find an explanation deep down in my soul
-It′s deep down in my soul
Feel the burn
Everlast Lyrics
I Can′t Move
Watching the sun shine
Peeking over the sky line
Thinking I gotta get mine
Gotta try at least one time
Wanna get near it
Close enough to fear it
Close enough to hear it
Close enough to say
That I looked it in the eye
Then I turned away
And I′m not scared
But I can′t move
I′m not scared
But I can′t move
Hangin′ out on a weeknight
Looking out for the street light
Getting into some fistfight
Trying to cling to my birthright
Wanna get near her
Close enough to smell her
Close enough to tell her
All the things that I want to say
Then I looked her in the eye
Made her run away
And I don′t care
But I can′t move
I don′t care
But I can′t move
Laying up in the Soho
Looking out of my window
Pulling back on some indo
Watch the breeze as the wind blows
Wanna get near it
Close enough to hear it
Close enough to fear it
Close enough to say
That I looked it in the eye
Then it turned away
And I′m not scared
But I can′t move
I′m not scared
But I can′t move
Feat. n’dea davenport
One and the same, one and the same
I wish I could see beyond the filthy blue horizon, see what lies ahead of me
Perhaps I’d see the path of my own destruction
And avoid my destiny, she said heaven and hell is one and the same boy
She told me heaven and hell, boy, was one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it can’t be true
I wish I could touch you in some totally new fashion
Who are you girl, I’m a man, now I can’t guarentee your complete satisfaction
So I’m gonna do you the very best way I can
She said heaven and hell is one and the same, boy
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it can’t be true
Wish I could find some time to stop and smell the roses
My landlord won’t let me be, my head is full of paranoia
New roses, tryin’ to consume my identity
She said heaven and hell is one and the same, boy
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle, yes we do
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it can’t be true, it just can’t be true
Children grow and women produce and men go work and some go stealin’ (repeat x1)
Heaven and hell (children grow and women produce), here on earth (and men go work and some go
stealin’) x7
I′ll assure you and ensure you you′re the one I love
All the Gods up in heaven sent you from above
Sent you down to Earth just to make me smile
Don′t you know you′re the only thing that′s worth while
In my life, be my wife, don′t turn me down
You′re the best, so say yes and I will never frown
You know you got me on the edge of happiness and despair
Doesn′t matter if I slip cause I know you′re there
To catch my fall, all in all I′m havin a ball
Whether we′re dancin and romancin or leanin on the wall
When I′m with you, girl, I could never be bored
You′re so fine and you′re mine yes, I thank the Lord
Every minute of the hour, all hours of the day
There′s one thing I been dyin to say
I love you
You got me on the edge (2x)
We met by chance, I walked in when you were workin
I gave you a glace, advanced and caught you smirkin
At me, the E-v-e, you know the rest
I asked you for your number and began my quest
To conquer your heart, body, soul and mind
You came around and I found that you were one of my kind
So I laid the same old drag, whispered in your ear
But that didn′t work and I started to fear
That you might be too much woman for Everlast to handle
In my eyes no girl could hold a candle to you
I was confused - hey yo, what′s my next move?
My boys said, "Relax E, and act real smooth"
But that approach wasn′t workin and I realized
That this girl was really different
That scared me a little but it also intrigued me
I wanted to know if you were serious, not tryin to lead me
On, so I confronted you and asked you the time
You said you felt the same way for me and that you′d be mine
Forever
You got me on the edge (2x)
So there we were, a match made in heaven
I was thinkin about you girl, 24/7
Every minute, every hour, all day and night
In my bedroom or the shower or when ridin my bike
You′re on my mind all the time and my rhyme′s redefined
Secret letters to you and they′re boldly signed
By me because I love you and I always will
And the thought of bein without you girl, makes me ill
I love you, I need ya, I′ll clothe ya and feed ya
You′ll never be lonely cause I′ll always be there
We′ll be together side by side
And when I′m out with my boys I brag about you with pride
I took a picture of you wherever I went
Took you anywhere you wanted, no matter what I spent
I have to admit girl, your lovin was def
But it tore me apart when you left
But now I realize I′m the one to blame
I took a thing like love and turned it into a game
And even though I regret it, I couldn′t let it
Show cause I didn′t want you to know
The pain that I was feelin deep in my heart
But now I think I′m ready to make a new start
With you
You got me on the edge (4x)
Well, we′ve been through a lot together
Throughout the stormy weather
The only thing I′m sure of is love lasts forever
I know my love is true and I know you love me too
There′s only one thing left for you and I to do
Regain the bond that we once had
And once we accomplish that girl, we′ll both be glad
I′m better off for it, you can′t ignore it
The love that we feel, we both cherish and adore it
So let′s stick with it through joy and through sorrow
Take it one day at a time and not worry about tomorrow
You got me on the edge
[Intro]
(The the, the the, the the, the the)
Don′t throw no roses on my grave, boo
That′s not a soldier, it′s more like an angel
You got no where to run, no one to pray to
Jesus and Moses ain′t comin′ to save you
(The greatest, the the the greatest)
I flow like a butterfly, I sting like a hornet
They won′t let me have it
Not even if no one else want it
And if I try to take it
They wanna break me down and strip me naked
They write a brand new rule and break it
They lie, they cheat, they steal, they fake it
But I′mma make it, Lord I can take it
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
Cut the drama boy, save it for your mama
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
I can′t sweat it, know I got to get it
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
Without no doubt, my name will survive
(The greatest the the greatest man alive)
(The greatest man)
(The greatest, the the)
I′mma make it, Lord I can take it
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
Cut the drama boy, save it for your mama
I′m the (The gratest man alive)
I can′t sweat it, I know I got to get it
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
Without no doubt, my name will survive
(The, the greatest man alive)
(The greatest, the the greatest man)
(The the, the greatest man alive)
(The, the the greatest, the the the greatest man)
(The greatest man alive)
I′mma make it, know that I can take it
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
Cut the drama boy, save it for your mama
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
I can′t sweat it, I know I gotta get it
I′m the (The greatest man alive)
Without no doubt my name will survive
(The greatest man, the greatest man alive)
It only gets harder
It always seems so far away
The sky′s getting darker
Another storm is on the way
(The the greatest, the the the greatest,the the)
Another storm is on the way
(The the the the greatest, the the greatest)
(The greatest man alive)
Note: words in italics are sung by sadat x.
Dollar, dollar bills.
Deutch, marks, franks, yens, and pounds.
I rock the jocked up sounds from devenshire downs.
Out the fordham road, up top in the boogie.
I be loyal to my peeps, like buddha stud-doogie.
Never very bad news, payin’ crazy dues.
I’m billowin’ out crews and tamin’ mad shrews.
Like bill shakespeare, the fakes will disappear.
The flavor in your ear is strong like everclear.
200 proofs so put the match to the roof
And set this b***h on fire.
Get rich, the empire’s about to strike back.
If you rock the mic wack.
And that’s the way it is, cuz yo, it’s like that.
Money money y’all
It be the root of all evil.
Money money y’all
It makes you popular with people.
I go back to the 80’s
Like 3 times a lady,
When it was ***** for free and crack for currency.
It just occured to me, it’s time for surgery.
I remove mc’s like tumors. the lies and the rumors.
Got me thinkin of this dub, by timex social club.
Yo, word to my mama.
I’m high off the trauma.
Whitey ford gets deeper than the subway trains.
And I serve lazy fools like fast food chains.
All pain no gain, makes the brain insane.
Life in the fast lane.
The flakes, the cash gains, for real.
Dollar bill y’all. dollar bill y’all.
Dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y’all.
It takes money...
To get that fly a** ho.
It takes money...
To see me rock a live show.
It takes money...
To get that last bag of smokes,
Cuz the county took it from you when that a** was broke.
Hey yo, I’m about to g-off, just like my name was eddo.
Black kids call me whitey... spanish kids wetto.
White kids call me king of this b-boy thing.
If it’s broke, then fix it. if it’s wack, you mix it.
Can’t none of you mc’s ever **** with these.
You be crazy on my ****, like some p**no chick.
For the style that I’m blessin, ain’t no second guessin.
Kid, heed the lesson. subtraction, addition.
Reward for submission.
Ain’t no debate.
I won’t stop till I’m eatin off a platinum plate.
I want the stocks and bonds, plus the real estate.
I want the iron gates, and low interest rates.
Plus a fly little spot to bring all my dates.
A little stash of the cash put aside in a safe.
For when times get lean,
Y’all know what I mean.
Money money y’all
Some be callin’ it cream.
Money money y’all
Some be callin’ it fame.
Money money y’all
But once I get it, I’m j.
I want cash and checks, I want diamond rings.
I want jewels on my neck and mad fly things.
I want a stack of fat chips, so I can go on long trips.
I want to sail the bahamas on my own cruise ships.
I want acres of land. I want papers in hand.
I want stocks and bonds. all pros no cons.
Hey, if it smells funny, then back it up honey.
I want money y’all. I need the money y’all.
Yo Everlast, what′s up? It′s Sen Dog. How you doin′ kid?
Check this, I heard you′re doin′ some shit with some live instruments and all that.
Word, I′m doin′ the same thing, hey yo, check this out... You still rhymin′ or what?
You need to get at me dog, peace out...
You got it (13x)
Get up everybody
And listen to this rhythm
My name is everlast
I’m always on time
I got what it takes to make this rhythm complete
When my dj cuts
He never misses a beat
I’m down with the syndicate
And there down with me
I’m also down with divine
Terry b.
Dj lethal
And my brotha kool nick
Kid jazz
Scratch
Bangle and cut master quick
I worked hard and long to master this traight
And the cult of my sound
I get paid
To sleep on it now my time shall come
That’s why I’m numba 1
I got the knack (7x)
You got it
Everlast is in effect
Gettin’ full respect
I collect big checks
1’s, 5’s, 10’s, 20’s, 100 g’s
I’m pullin’ honeyleft and right
Day and night
You gotta see this
There all on my dick
To get a sip
Of this white performer
That can get whip
But I’m not out to get paid
Not laid
All across the country
My records gettin’ played
The radio stations
Clubs and renkores?
All the shows, I make’m do encores
Sweep for me now
For my time shall come
My name is everlast
That’s why I’m numba 1
I got the knack (5x)
Ah, yah, check this out
Step up place your bet
I’ll serve your fortune
But first I must issue just one word of caustion
Don’t have misinterpertations? on my song and rioting
Everlast is on the rise my voice is nice and moist
Resighting choice?
Vocals respected world wide
And feared by locals
Popin’ junk out your punk mouth
Makin’ bets it’s too late
For regrets
It’s time to pay your debts
E-v-e-r-l-a-s-t
It’s the name a poetic God with skin on his head
So sleep on it now
Everlast last forever
That’s why I’m numba 1
I got the knack (10x)
Now there are too many people in this world tryin’ to play me like a fool
They dissin’ me
Tellin’ me what records sellin’
What kinda records hittin’ the charts
You sound like him and her
But you sound retarded
Take very little time writin’ rhyme
It’s confusing to see so many peopel cry
Some think that it’s a sell out
Rhymin’ to this beat
But everlast take any groove and make it complete!
I got the knack!!
Get down, get down, get down
I see everybody rockin′ the same old style
And everyone′s sportin′ the same profile
And all of y′all wearin′ the same name brands
I hear everybody jackin′ these played out jams
I won′t reach for no gun, punk, I use my hands
I rock mikes and roll bikes
I cross foreign lands
I made my bones out in zones
Where the twilight be
And every time I touch a mic
It′s Fright Night Part Three
For every MC that wanna test and try
In your custom made wears
Thinkin′ you too fly
Makin′ up in gold chains
What you′re lackin′ for brains
It′s time to call your ma, Duke
Scoop up your remains
And finally lay to rest all the shit you stressed
Of boastin′ and braggin′ about the toes you taggin′
I′m knock knock knockin′ on heaven′s door
While every rapper that you simmed
Is pimped like a whore
You see your talk is eighteen
Three quarters past four
When your doctor slaps my ass
Hear the lion roar
The record sales soared
And the world got toured
You say what happened to my band
I say I just got bored
Now they call me Whitey Ford
And I say praise the Lord
Find me breakin′ up your crews
Catch me singin′ the blues
Strummin′ and pickin′ like I′m BB King
It′s Abdul Rakim
Now watch me do my thing
CHORUS
Down down, you go
Down down, so low
Down down, till you hit the floor
Keep fallin′ down, till you can′t get down no more
You go point blank range
With the scope he′s knockin′
The Psycho might change
But there ain′t no stoppin′
The moon′s on the rise
When the sun start droppin′
And y′all need to quit the bullshit you poppin′
′Cause I′ve been hip hoppin′ since BDP
Rock the P it′s free
It′s Abdul Rakim
And when referring to me
You best respect the name
Make a quick double take
And double check your game
′Cause you about to get dissed
I′m checkin′ my list
When I check it over twice
It′s like rollin′ the dice
I hit four-five-six I′m all up in your mix
I rock good from Hollywood
To the City of Bricks
And all these fake cats scream they′re keepin′ it real
While you′re makin′ your deal
We′ll be breakin′ the seal
You be breakin′ your vows
Like people worshippin′ cows
And then I hit ya with the who′s, what′s, where′s and how′s
Like Vinny Barbarino
Matt Gachino
I′m with my man Rino
With the Brooklyn Lordz
Crashin′ the boards with my soul in a hole
I take it back to the future
From the days of old
I′m too cold to hold
Too hot not to burn ya
Don′t stick your nose in business that don′t concern ya
Might have to trip
And flip like Ike Turner
You too old for schoolin′, boy, when I′m gonna learn ya
CHORUS
Maybe
Maybe you could take a lil′ piece of my pain
Maybe you can make it all feel the same
Maybe you can burn this night in my brain
Maybe you can find someone else to blame
For all this pain…
Maybe
Maybe you could tell me about your worst fear
Don′t say it out loud, whisper in my ear
Ain′t never felt nothing′ like this here
Maybe you can see things a lil′ more clear
Dry away your tear
I love you are just three words that are overused when we′re talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my name…a piece of my pain
Maybe
Maybe we can talk about all my dreams
Watch them all come apart at the seams
Sometimes when it rains it really teams
Sometimes they cut diamonds with laser beams…..whatever that means
I love you are just three words that are overused when we′re talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my time…that would be fine
Maybe
I love you are just three words that are overused when we′re talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my name…a piece of my pain
Maybe
Somewhere between the lies and truths, borderlines get shady.
Somewhere between the yeses and nos you can find a maybe.
Somewhere between the highs and lows you can spot the middle.
Somewhere between the questions and clues you can solve the riddle
Somewhere along the road you might need a place to stay.
Somewhere along the line you′re gonna have to pass away.
And somewhere in space you still remind me of a reason.
And summertime you still smell like my favorite season.
[Chorus:]
And it feels like pain...
It′s just like pain...
Love is like pain...
Some people like pain...
Somewhere between the mountain and sea a river is flowing
Somewhere between the earth and the sky, the winds of change are blowing
Somewhere between the two of us a space is growing
Somewhere between suspicion and trust are the things worth knowing.
Somewhere along the road you might want to hitch a ride
Somewhere along the line you′re gonna have to swallow your pride
Somewhere inside you still remind me of a feeling
Somewhere deeper still are wounds that are not healing.
[Chorus]
Put your nails in my hand....Pain
Fill my eyes up with sand...Pain
Papercuts on my tongue...Pain
We′re right now where we begun...Pain
Somehow I only hurt the ones who really mattered
Somehow she played her role although her soul was battered
Someday soon I know my ashes will be scattered
Someday soon I know my former becomes latter
[Chorus]
Hey yo, what up Everlast? This is Prince Paul, man.
Yo, I ran into Trev on the street from Nasty and he said you′re doing
this dope Celtic rock album. So I was like, "yo, that′s my style...
That′s what I do". You know I got beats from back in the days. So I′m
like, yo, why don′t I give you a call ′cause yo, ′cause you know I got
that ill like, you know... You know somethin′ like "Jump Around" but it′s
more on that like old lucky charm style type, you know. In other words
yo, just yo, give a brotha some work. You know what I mean? It′s like I
got beats man... Dante got some beats, but I got beats! Because yo, I′ve
been doin′ it for awhile. So yo, I got the joint. Call me... You got my
number, I got it. I know what you need... I know what you need, man. I
know you got dough. Give me a buzz, peace.
A trust betrayed, a rusty blade
Standin′ on the air, I walked the line
Paid my fine, hope I know the land
The actual facts, unatural acts
Sins that take their toll
The Angel and the ginn and the beast within
They fight to take control
(CHORUS)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
Lord needs you like a junkie needs his drug
He needs you like a baby boy needs his hug
Needs you like the power, Lord, needs the sun
I need you like DMC needs Run
Lord, have mercy on my soul, Lord, have mercy on my soul
Lord loves you like the Eskimo loves the cold
I love you like the miner man loves his gold
Love you like the fishermen loves the sea
I love you like the flowers love the work of bees
(CHORUS)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
Lord, have mercy on my soul
Standin′ up tall, on top of the wall
Hopin′ that I can fly, Angel and the jinn and the beast within
Say I′m gonna die
(CHORUS)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
Yeah that′s her
Sometimes you win
Sometimes you lose
All the broken hearts
And the unpaid dues
What you did to me
What I did to you
I ain′t mad at you, boo
So what we gonna do
I just seen you out with your new man
It′s lookin′ kind of happy
I′m feelin′ like somebody just slapped me
My gut′s in a knot
My temp′s gettin′ hot
I wanna make that man bleed
And wear this speed knot
′Cause he ain′t got what we had
And it makes me kind of mad
I hurt my one true love
Just like my dad
And it′s kinda sad
′Cause now my shit′s together
No need for umbrellas
I can see the stormy weather
I′m goin′ outside into the rain
Like Keith Sweat
′Cause I can′t house this pain
We was workin′ for years
Now I′m jerkin′ these tears
From my lips to God′s ears, girl
I did you wrong
So I′m makin′ this song
To let you know how I feel
Before I′m keepin′ it real
May keep my heart concealed
And now I′m on the side
Just patiently waitin′
Watchin′ on you when the time for updatin′I can′t hide from the truth
I know the puddin′s in the proof
So I stand convicted like all your friends predicted
But I′d think you′d be surprised
On how this ends brothers
We went from lovers to friends
We′ll go from friends to lovers
So if that man make you smile
I guess that I′ll
Just accept it
And respect it
I′ll hit you with this song
And let you think about it
Then I′ll just leave you alone
And be a man about it.
Flight Attendant: On behalf of Pan Am Airlines, we′d like to be the first
to welcome you to New York City. We′d like to thank you for flying Pan Am.
The local time is 6:45AM and the temperature is 89?..
I′ve been up all night
On the redeye flight
The dawn′s early light
Got the skyline bright
I′m in the back of a car service
My driver′s kind of nervous
′Cause I′m tokin′ on a blunt that′s fat
You say you know where you at
I say I know where I am
And if you really want a tip
Then Mr. don′t get flam
I ain′t tryin′ to be rude
And I ain′t stressin′ you gramps
But this shit right here
It be the breakfast of champs
I′ve been tokin′ on this since thirteen years old
And when I look up at my wall I see platinum and gold
And there ain′t nobody sneezin′ at the money I fold
And I ain′t here for your pleasin′
So put that shit on hold
Just keep your mouth shut and get me to the hotel
And turn the radio up while I finish this L...
Bell Boy: Welcome back to the Five Seasons Mr. Ford, your usual room
is ready and waiting. Let me take your luggage. If you need anything while
you′re staying, just let me know.
Everlast: Good lookin′ out...That′s for you.
I hop out my car
Step into the lobby
Everybody′s on the floor (get down)
It′s a mother****in′ robbery
The shit′s in progress
I can feel the stress
I wanna silenty to God how I get in this mess
They tell me to freeze and get down on my knees
Between my jewels and my cash
I′m holdin′ thirty five G′s
They told me to run it
So I got bold and I front it
And like Slick Rick said
I know I shouldn′t of done it
′Cause now they standin′ over me
Watchin′ me bleed
Damn, I got to quit smokin′ all this weed
There′s a pain in my chest
But yo, I must be blessed
Because before I faded out I saw the EMS
The paramedics
They greet me with some anesthetics
They killin′ my pain
They screamin′ my name
Tryin′ to keep me in the conscious world
I′m thinkin′ about my mom
My sister and my girl
I′m prayin′ to God
Don′t let this go too far
As they rush me into the St. Luke′s O.R.
They pull the bullets out my chest
And give ′em back in a jar
Now I′m wearin′ this scar
′Cause I tried to play hard
Doctor: Mr. Ford, I′m afraid I have some bad news for you.
Everlast: What are you talkin′ about?
Doctor: It would appear that one of the bullets grazed your spine and damaged the cord.
Everlast: So what are you tryin′ to tell me?
Doctor: Well, suffice it to say, I don′t think you′ll be jumping
around anymore.
Yo, this can′t happen to me
I just can′t believe it
Trapped in a wheelchair
A parapalegic
There ain′t no rehab
There ain′t no therapy
For the rest of my life
Somebody′s gotta take care of me
And people stare at me
With pity in their eyes
And every mornin′ I rise to a life of despise
And ever night I think I might never rock the mic again
′Cause my brain′s ****ed up on percacet and vicadin
Might as well be heroin pulsin′ through my veins
Gotta kill these pains
Or blow out my brains
To free me from these chains
I′m trapped in this physical hell
To walk again I just might sell my soul
And I′m only twenty somethin′ years old (years old)
Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Ford, Ford.
Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Ford, Ford.
The white boy is back
And you know he could never be wack.
The white boy is back.
The white boy is back.
With his foot up in your ass crack.
The white boy is back.
(Cuz you know he′s the white boy.)
The white boy is back.
And you know that he never smoked crack.
The white boy is back.
(Cuz you know he′s the white boy...)
Check
Uh huh
Check check, y′all
Yo Whitey Ford′s the name
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Couldn′t get more bent
When it′s time to represent
I control it like rent
In a slum tenement
Life′s hard like some men
In the concrete jungle
I don′t smoke jumbo
So whatcha knockin′ for
There′s locks on my door
We rock from the floor
To the ceilin′
Ain′t no drug dealin′
Ain′t no gat peelin′
You can′t fight this feelin′
Casual:
Well, My style′s golden
Hot like molten rock
Niggers come bold
But leave here holdin′ jock
High roll patrol
Roll through the set on fifth
Arm′s solo
Sippin′ momo with a chick
Niggers take the penitentiary
Chances at the dances
Lettin′ off shots
Lit off the lanterns
Mad ′cause a nigga can′t test with no access
To phatness like this
Sadat X:
From one story the cowboy was founded
I′m surrounded by Casual and Whitey Ford
The whole world and your girl
From the Bay to LA
To my blue end while
I ain′t tryin′ to die
I′m tryin′ to live
While I cool out
And pick up my daughter
When the bell says the school out
Who the hell brought tools
In this peaceful event
Now I can love you
Front you
Or we could hunt you
You played too close
Take a hit of this dose
A yes, yes, y′all
Sadat X: A freak, freak, yo
Casual: So fresh y′all
To the beat y′all
Sadat X: A yes yes y′all
Casual: We don′t stop dog
We keep it rockin′ till the panties drop, yo
Casual:
Uh huh, ha
I see the rappers bein′ ruined
By you and whoever′s doin′ that
Crap, they got me booin′
In fact, I′m gettin′ to ′em
May an electrical poetical surge
Give me the urge
To, consume, the tomb
And submerge
The depths of adverbs
Keep it sick
Analytical
You pitiful trick
I′m the pinnacle and the prodigal
Rhyme style′s
Hip nautical
Fuck the artical
The artist is hardest
To harvest the hard shit
Sadat X:
I slave till all my work is done
I′m cashin′ in
Stack up my money for a grand set
I like them all house parties rockin′
Plus I′m up in your cozy
Bitch turn your head and keep your eyes
Where they supposed to be
Supposedly I was seen with something lean, huh
Brown skin
I keep it bouncin′
I say loungin′
On the side with red wine
I know that shit on my floor ain′t swine
Now back it up
Stack it up
And hit me one more time
It might be your phone call
But check it, it′s my dime
And I know she′s fine
But get off my line
Or I′ll break that spine
And then maybe your face
You all up in my space
Like with Puffy and Mase
But that′s just not the case
′Cause I′m settin′ the pace
While you followin′ and swallowin′
Savorin′ the flavor
In your audio for now
Quick suckin′ my style
I′ll be the man
With the large amounts of savoir-faire
CHORUS
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
CHORUS II (X2)
Sadat X:
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)
Sadat X:
I′ll leave a piece of my style
Flyin′ high up in the air
And you′ll say to yourself
Damn I′m glad I was there
This is as rare as me frickin′ share
You people stare
But behind closed doors
You will take it there
Casual:
Yeah I be the extraordinare
Judge from Bayfare
To Albee Square
Tell me where the party at
I′ll be there
Let her hit the coney at
Show her where to rock the pony at
I be the man
With the large amounts of sapphire fare
I′m about to cut loose
My dog so you all best beware
You can dance with flare
And get out of your chair
We be smarter than your average boo boo bear
CHORUS
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
CHORYS II (X4)
Sadat X:
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funky beat
′Cause it′s the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)
Hey now, all you sinner
Put your lights on,
put your lights on
Hey now all you lovers
Put you lights on,
put your lights on
Hey now, all you killers
Put you lights on,
put you lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on
leave you lights on
Because there′s a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There′s an angel with a hand on my head
She says I′ve got
nothing to fear
There′s a darkness deep in my soul
I still got a purpose to serve
So let your lights shine,
into my home
God dont let me lose my nerve
Hey now, hey now,
hey now, hey now
Wo-oh hey now, hey now
hey now, hey now
Hey now all you sinners
Put you lights on,
put you lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on you better leave your lights on
Because there′s a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There′s an angel with a hand on my head
She says I′ve got
nothing to fear
She says, la illaha illa allah,,
you shine like stars
la illaha illa allah,
you shine like stars
And fade away
Make you go
Soul for soul
Over mic control
Kid you can′t touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his jewels
He was out to cold mock me
And play you for fools
Kid, you know the rules
Must be smokin′ super cools
Try to diss me on the low
Got to be a psycho
That′s aight though
You know you won′t see me shakin′
I′m out to blow the spot
On who′s real and who′s fakin′
Who′s givin′
Who′s takin′
Who′s livin′
Who′s starvin′
Diss me on the mic
It′s time for headstone carvin′
And every tap writin′ll strike ya like lightin′
Dissolve ya like powder
So turn it up louder
Go on pump the wattage
Get the cheese by cottage
I like mean streaks
I like Spanish freaks
I like Korean barbecue
I′m like old school beats
′Cause...
CHORUS
I′m sick of all the shit that′s droppin′
And I′m tired of all the lip that′s poppin′
And all the wack attitudes people coppin′
I′m only tryin′ to get a few heads boppin′ (X2)
It go bang bang boogie
I′m sick like a loogie
I′m wiser than bud
I′m thicker than blood
I′m older than time
Molded from divine
How can you be so bold to think that you′ll take mine
I′m cash like Johnny
It′s the highway man
And I′m walkin′ this line the best way I can
With my farmer′s tan
And my bloodshot eyes
I ain′t bodied no one
I ain′t chopped no pies
With the butters from the gutters
I′m about to explode
And blow the spot for folk nave
Up the Gun Hill Road
Like artillery shells
Been from heaven to hell
And I′m a say a little prayer for every rapper that fell
′Cause...
CHORUS
I′m sick of all the shit that′s droppin′
And I′m tired of all the lip that′s poppin′
And all the wack attitudes people coppin′
I′m only tryin′ to get a few heads boppin′ (X2)
(Do you ever have bad dreams? All I have is bad dreams)
I knew a man with a son
Who bought him a gun
And learned shorty just how to use it
Taught him hunting and skining
Right from the begining
Built himself a mighty fine killer
But shorty got picked on
Beat on and kicked on
And all his classmates wanna punk him
So with tears in his eye
He catch him in a ride
And told his old man he went hunting
And he felt so free
Like his destiny
Lay somewhere out on the horizon
His heart went cold
He felt a hundred years old
And started pulling back on the trigger
CHORUS:
I think I′m gonna die today
And everyone who hurt me′s gonna pay
How could such a short time feel so long
How could such a young life go so wrong
(What′s it gonna take for you to really make it in life?)
See me
Hear me
But don′t touch me
You should fear me
Lived your life dearly
′Cause I′m seriously disturbed
That′s my word
Straight to my mother
Wayne, my brother
Who found another one to play sucker
′Cause I ain′t the one
Who put shade in your sun
And took all your shine
Watch me get mine
Feel my love burn
Me for my sins
Watch the world turn
The saga begins
Losses and wins
Angels and sins
Dancin′ on top
O′ the head of a pin
Don′t know where I′m going
But I know where I′ve been
I can′t hear a sound
I clapped a full round
I came to get down
I came to get dirty
I came to get even
CHORUS
Momma, don′t cry
Please, momma, don′t cry
Momma, don′t cry
You did nothing wrong
It goes one for the prophet
Two for Islam, three for the hood ??? (???)
Four for the Mother that birthed my frame
Five for the Father ′cause it′s heart began
Been ′round the world suns all the same
Sometime′s when I′m asleep I still call your name
Back when I was young I used to dream of fame
Now they all point their fingers sayin′ "who′s to blame"
Mother′s put their girls in some pig tail curls
Father′s teach their sons how to shoot their guns
They say, boy, don′t ever ???, control your emotions
Take it like a man and make your stand
They say sex and violence go hand in hand
Every man blessed they gotta be tempted
Span through the depths of space and time
Stand, three eyes blind on the firin′ line
Word to my man Divine, come too far
Singin′ la allaha a lala
(???)
I was hopin′ that the Lord got some mercy to spare
It goes one for the rumor, two for the deed
Three for the Angels, four for the Alamin
Somewhere in between, totally obscene
Perfectly clean, I′ve got a Babylon Feeling
Wombs need healin′, truth need revealin′
Hands need washin′ from all the dirty dealin′
Floor to the ceilin′, from the stage to the door
Kings and the Queens and the slaves and their whores
For every lost cause where the martyr′s are found
That funky little sound that make you wanna get down
Somebody told me once that love makes the world go ′round
And kids they carry pistols out on the playground
That profound, gone too far, prayin′ on my life to the burnt out star
Put your lights on, put down your crosses
It′s time to tally up your wins and your losses
It goes one for Scott LaRock and two for Pac and B.I.G
Three for all the mothers who got graves to dig X3
Yeah that′s her
Sometimes you win
Sometimes you lose
All the broken hearts
And the unpaid dues
What you did to me
What I did to you
I ain′t mad at you, boo
So what we gonna do?
I just seen you out with your new man
It′s lookin′ kind of happy
I′m feelin′ like somebody just slapped me
My gut′s in a knot
My temp′s gettin′ hot
I wanna make that man bleed
And wear this speed knot
′Cause he ain′t got what we had
And it makes me kind of mad
I hurt my one true love
Just like my dad
And it′s kinda sad
′Cause now my shit′s together
No need for umbrellas
I can see the stormy weather
I′m goin′ outside into the rain
Like Keith Sweat
′Cause I can′t house this pain
We was workin′ for years
Now I′m jerkin′ these tears
From my lips to God′s ears, girl
I did you wrong
So I′m makin′ this song
To let you know how I feel
Before I′m keepin′ it real
Man, keepin my heart concealed
And now I′m on the side
Just patiently waitin′
Watchin′ on you and the time for updatin′
I can′t hide from the truth
I know the puddin′s in the proof
So I stand convicted like all your friends predicted
But I′d think you′d be surprised
On how this ends brothers
We went from lovers to friends
We′ll go from friends to lovers
So if that man make you smile
I guess that I′ll
Just accept it
And respect it
I′ll hit you with this song
And let you think about it
Then I′ll just leave you alone
And be a man about it
The rythm is both the songs manicle and it′s demonic charge charge
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
I′m Everlast born to be a caucassion but it makes no difference what persuasion you are
As long as you know how to get up on the floor and start workin′ a sweat
To a musical measure that makes you move as soon as the needle drops into the groove
So get up and dance to the gift I′m giving, forget about your troubles get into the rhythm
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Talking ′bout the rhythm (all we need is rhythm)
Yo, yo, you know what the world needs...we need peace, rhythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
The rythm
You linger for the rap singer, when Donald D brings the party to the deal my presence is felt world
wide
You don′t dance to this it′s suicide
Put your hands into the air on, the M.C. cop, the girlies are pipen′ hot
Natorious Lama is how I′m livin′ don′t step to me step to the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
You make me feel so good
Like I said before the world needs a lot more rhythm
Talking ′bout the rhythm
Talking ′bout the rhythm
Talking ′bout the rhythm
Talking ′bout the rhythm
Talking ′bout the rhythm
Listen to the tracks that rolls, watch the mic as it glows
The lethal weapon got you trapped in this dance mode
Ice-T′s throwin′ words at you like dodge ball y′all
You gotta move get hit, if you get hit, you fall, no jokin′, no boastin′ and no bragging
Grip the mic like a .44 magnum, dust you off if you suck ′cause I ain′t
You want me to write soft rhyme′s, sorry, I write the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
(Talking ′bout) the rhythm
We need rhythm for the world to have peace and unity, we must first have rhythm
Na-na-nahh-na, na-na-nahh-na, hey, hey, hey...goodbye! 2x
Goodbye, goodbyeit’s over
We’re through
It’s done
Our relationship is no longer one on one
So I guit girl
I don’t need this
I’m disgraced
’cause in my face
You spin
I quit stepin’ out wit another guy
After givin’ you my love I deserve to know why
How long has this been going on
How long have you been doin’ me raw
You thought I didn’t know
You thought I wouldn’t go
Well, that’s why I’m makin’ this song
To say goodbye
Na-na-nahh-na, na-na-nahh-na, hey, hey, hey...goodbye! 2x
Pack your bags
Get out of site
I won’t see you with a man on another night
You try to play me like a fool
But now you see you’ve been schooled
By the e
And it’s plain to see
You thought you had luck like a four-leaf clover
Well, your luck just ran out
Home girl it’s over
I hope you had a lot a fun
Were you lyin’ when you said I’m #1
Well, I guess it don’t matter
It makes no difference
I cought you wit’ a smokin’ gun
Or so to speak
Girl you a natural born sneak
And the hand you delt me was really weak
But that’s alright, you won’t see me cryin’
I brush a girl off when I catch her lyin’
So when I toss you out
Don’t dare ask why
Don’t try to return wit’ a tear in your eye
That’s just my way of sayin’ goodbye...
Na-na-nahh-na, na-na-nahh-na, hey, hey, hey...goodbye! 2x
Using me
Confusing me
Inside you abusing me
Wise up girl
I ain’t playin’
You try to make it better by sayin’ let’s hit the hey
And make love
I know your loyal but I can’t take the stress
I don’t need the termoil
You told me that you love me
But that’s a lie
You know that I care
But I must say goodbye!
Who is it you thinkin’ about when we kissin’
And when we all alone is it him you missin’
I couldn’t stand the feelin’
When I see a man in my spot
Next to you
So what you want me to do
Forget about it
Like it never happened
Turn the other cheek
And wait to be slapped again
Until you through with me
But you will see
I will be the first to say b-y-e
So when I toss you out
Don’t dare ask why
It’s just my way of sayin’ goodbye!
When you were young and on your own
How did it feel to be alone
I was always thinking of games that I was playing
Trying to make the best of my time
{Chorus
But only love can break your heart
Try to be sure right from the start
Yes only love can break your heart
What if your world should fall apart
I have a friend I′ve never seen
He hides his head inside a dream
Someone should call him and see if he can come out
Try to lose the down that he′s found
{Chorus
I have a friend I′ve never seen
He hides his head inside a dream
Yes, only love can break your heart
Yes, only love can break your heart
This is the warning...I warned you baby [x3 (sample)]
Back of the liqueur store bout′ to blaze this joint
Got some dice in my hand
My man says six is your point
Trying to hit the hard way so I can break like Steve Miller
Take the money then I run son
I′m a lover and a killer
This is the warning...I warned you baby [x3 (sample)]
I feel like god and the devil
I′m a saint
I′m a sinner
I′m a hard rocking′
Hard headed
Hard sick summer winner
I′m a kush blazing′
Bush chasing
Product of the city
And I ain′t asking for your love
And I don′t want your pity
So girl don′t talk about me shitty
Don′t act all high and ditty
If your man keep playing me funny
I′mma come take all his money
And leave him holy from this blessing
With my four pound smith and Wesson
Better watch out who you′re stressing
Fuck around you′ll learn your lesson
This is the warning...I warned you baby [x3 (sample)]
Back of the liqueur store trying to break these chumps
Bunch of heads in a circle, daddy′s handing out lumps
Trying to shake these bones
I′m trying to get these shoes
But yo they all think Whitey′s cheating
Cause tonight I can′t lose.
They wanna take my funds
But I′mma blaze my guns
We′re burning sensations
And heart palpitations
Why you breathing so heavy
While your palms are sweaty
And if you thinking bout′ a stick′ move
Word to god you ain′t ready
This is the warning...I warned you baby [x3 (sample)]
Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...Ford, Ford...
Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...Ford, Ford...
[Female Vocals:]
The white boy is back
And you know he can never be wack
The white boy is back
The white boy is back
With his foot up in your ass crack
The white boy is back (′cause you know he′s the white boy)
The white boy is back
And you know that he never smoke crack
The white boy is back (′cause you know he′s the white boy)
(Whitey, Whitey)...It′s my love
Punk rock the scar, disco to blues
Yo, my blue seude shoes got stepped on
Slept on, the style that I hustle
You wanna flex then punk make a muscle
I′m (Whitey, Whitey)...Yeah, that′s right
Some of y′all kiddies wanna act uptight
Comin′ to the party tryin′ to spark up fights
I′m puttin′ out lights, boy, ′cause I′m (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
I′m whiter than crack, I′m harder than drugs
I′m smarter than thugs, I′m hotter than slugs
I′m faster than sound, I came to get down, boy, don′t fuck around
You′ll catch a beat down it′s comin′ from
(Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
What, you thought I stopped rhymin′ ′cause I started signin′
Pickin′ on a six-string, wrist bling blingin′
Name′s bell ringin′ from coast to coast
You′re rollin′ with the one that rocks the most
I′m (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
Official like referees, fuck with me put your egos in jeapordy
Threats to the right, amigos to the left of me
Part of me′s hellish, part of me′s heavenly (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
Boy, that′s my name, I don′t do it for the wealth, I don′t do it for the fame
I do it for the health and I do it for the spirit
Don′t speak the lyric if you can′t hear it (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
If it ain′t from the heart than it can′t be art
If you ain′t got proof than it can′t be truth
If it ain′t got legs than it can not run
If it ain′t never started than it can′t be done
I′m (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
A yes yes y′all
It′s too fresh y′all
A little b-boy blue
You know it′s too beucou
I′ve been from New York to Cali
Spent two days in the valley
And I think I′m ′bout to lose my mind
And if I think ′bout it one more time
I′m a blow my stack
See ya out the back
Give me some room that I can breathe in
Now I′m a start weavin′ spells like a wizard
King of the lizard
My mojo′s risin′ like my nature should
Not everybody can relate to hood
But I used to roll with high frequency
Had a habit of juvenile delinquency
If y′all could see all the things I did
When I was a kid
Ya might flip ya lid
′Cause...
When I was the age of one
My father gave me my very first gun
When I was the age of two
I was pullin′ out records with the SD Crew
And when I was the age of three
I had all the maddest fishes swimmin′ after me
And when I was the age of four
I was bustin′ out shows with the rhymes galore
See...
CHORUS (X2)
Day to the night
Night to the day
Up around where I stay
We do things this way
You got to watch how you act
And watch what you say
′Cause their ain′t no stallin′
When the death come callin′
CHORUS II (X2)
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin′ gun (gun)
I think I hear a steam whistle
Lord, when my train gonna come
Yo, all you duns packin′ guns
Fightin′ for ones
It′s time to get these hons
Start raisin′ some sons
Plant your seed in some fertile soil
And watch me start bubblin′
Like I′m ′bout to boil
Like Olive Oil love Popeye
Just won′t stoppa
I got to keep rockin′
Ticks keep tockin′
Time keeps slippin′
My mind keeps trippin′
I′m in the road less traveled
Sure got lotta stones
CHORUS (X2)
I say day to the night
Night to the day
Up around where I stay
We do things this way
You got to watch how you act
And watch what you say
′Cause their ain′t no stallin′
When the death come callin′
When the death come callin′ (X2)
Watch me break it down
There′s a red house yonder
Just over the hill
With my name carved into the window sill
I think I′m gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think I′m gonna burn it down
That′s what me and my old woman used to say
We used to lie in bed and make love all day
Now I think I′m gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think I′m gonna burn it down
Yeah, I think I′m gonna burn it down to the ground
CHORUS II (X2)
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin′ gun
I think I hear a steam whistle
Lord, when my train gonna come
Her skin was soft and sweet, she wore sandals on her feet
Side by side ′till we fell asleep in her mothers bed
She stepped inside of me, said don′t ever lie to me
This heart of mine can be yours, yeah, that′s what she said
But I just played the role, broke the heart I stold
Because I was young, and dumb and fucked up in the head
(CHORUS)
Do you wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real
Do you wanna be (do you wanna be loved for real) loved (yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)
Now, down by the river, takin′ off my shoes jumpin′ in the water
Wash away these blues, now into the ocean, the current takes over
Words already been spokin′, tales already been told
Hearts already been broken, wounds already been healed
Do you wanna be loved, do you wanna be loved for real
(CHORUS) X2
Do you wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real
Do you wanna be (do you wanna be loved for real) loved (yes I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes I wanna be loved for real)
Her eyes were hazel brown, she laughed the sweetest sound
And I just loved the way she lit up when she spoke
She helped me ease my pain, she stayed in the pouring rain
And I gave her all that she could take ′till she broke
She fit me like a glove, she taught me how to love
And for some ass I watched it all go up in smoke
(CHORUS)
Do you wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real
Do you wanna be (do you wanna be loved for real) loved (yes I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)
Do you wanna be loved (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)
Do you wanna be loved (do you wanna be, do you wanna be, loved for real) for real
Do you wanna be loved (yes I wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real)
Yes, I wanna be loved for real (real, real, real...)
Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo!
I′m in the studio with my brother
The half-raciotic.
You know the fraction of black skin, and a smite of white.
It′s my brother Kool Nick
We′re about to drop some science on this track
About God and what not,
You know, the world.
So watch me get busy.
Step up, bow your head, and be grateful
You′re hungry for knowledge?
I′m serving a plateful.
A 12 cross meal on a black plate of wax so
MC the feed
Then sit back and relax.
And try and not jest the data I fed you.
I act and react this way cuz I′m bred to.
The color of my skin, something I take pride in
Still my people insist on hidin′
Behind me, American Dream and it′s lie
The home of the free, and mom′s apple pie.
I thought this was the melting pot?
I guess not.
King stood up for his rights and he got shot.
CHORUS:
(Yeah)
I speak no evil.
(Yeah)
Yo Nick Jr. (?Pagel?) man. Step to ′em.
This world is crazy and it must be sick.
Be like Nick, you get righteous real quick.
Jews, Muslims, Buddhists, Baptists.
Protestants, Hericristas, Catholics.
Seek salvation, and repentence.
This rhyme is from the heart and I meant this.
Jesus, shedded his blood for me.
He hung on the cross,
Yo, you know the story.
Nowadays, a lot of people are tryin′
To worship Satan, but you′re gonna fry in
HELL
Imagine burnin′ up forever
Forecast. this evenin′
There′s no change in weather.
Damn the devil
Will never twist this
Mind, with the mark of the beast or the 666
To God, there′s no one equal.
That′s why I speak no evil.
CHORUS:
Listen to the story of my savior
And how he gave up
Life
So you could live.
That′s a hell of a gift to give.
Now as I take a look around
And I don′t see many people down
With my cause,
Huh, that′s scary.
Tryin′ to diss the son of Mary?
You′re being lured so take the bait and..
Fall into the trap of Satan.
Then your life is over.. without no sequel
That′s why I speak no evil.
CHORUS:
Ending (Yo!)
This environment′s strange.
Brothers gettin shanked on the streets for gold chains.
Some smoke crack, cocaine, and jumbos.
Brain′s so fried when they talk they mumble.
How could it be?
Society
Has formed a place
Where none of us wanna be.
People gettin′ judged by the color of skin tone.
It wasn′t like this way back with the Flintstones.
Mmm. Some times it′s hard
I get kept back
Cuz I′m half black.
People can′t accept that.
Yo. Accept me for what I am.
And what can I do?
Cuz none of ′em give a damn.
All they want is to drive a Mercedes.
Have a million dollars
And live like the Brady′s.
But anyways, time is windin′
Not rewindin′
Look in your heart and start findin′
Peace and love, no matter what you′re greed is
Understand
The knowledge at hand and believe this.
CHORUS:
Word up.
We got my man Loafy in the house.
My boy Chris
My brother Lo-Dogg, My brother Fry
My lady, T., My brother Sean in the place.
Yo what′s up.
Got my brother E-lo up in the corner over there.
Ha ha ha ha! Yo!
Can′t forget Steve Rock.
Yo!
Can′t forget Kevin Mack.
I′d like to send a shout out to the almighty supreme, being God.
Word up. Cuz ya know ya rules.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, we outta here
You know it′s Whitey
And the Likwits
I say it′s Whitey
And the Likwits
You know it′s Whitey
And the Likwits
Watch me rock these sounds
From the polo grounds
To the sunset strip
Like an acid trip
I′ll flash it back on ya
Run it up on ya
I was born in Hempstead live
Raised in California
Mr. Entreprenuer
I rock the shot that′s sure
I need a dime plus more
I sip the fine liquor
I want the cash in hand
Snd the beach front land
And I get loco
From Acolpoco to Japan
Mr. Whitey Ford gets terrain explored
You perpetrate that Ford
You must be out of your gourd
It′s time to make like Greg Nice, kid
And praise the Lord
Keep the faith
Smoke an eighth
Until you stack the papers all up in my safe
Commence the motivate
Consume an altered state
I′m killin′ your whole wack show
Like I′m Edgar Allan Poe
With the psychotic thriller
No peckerwood iller
Than this freckled-face man
With the farmer′s tan
If I can′t bomb on you
I′m bombin′ on your man
CHORUS
Some get the shit, sugar, some get the stains
Some get the muscles, baby, some get the brains
Some get the powers, love, some get the papers
Some catch the vibes and some catch the vapors
Better...
Praise the Lord keep keep the faith (X4)
I say roll to the rock
Rock to the roll
Whitey Ford brings the devastatin′ mic control
Like Derryl McDaniel
A hundred G′s venue
The tip′s get clocked, baby
The bond′s get stocked
My style gets rocked
Just like doors get knocked
With legendary status
Like my name′s Lou Brock
And my lazairre sounds
Be shakin′ the grounds
Huntin′ down crews
Like packs of bloodhounds
Snatchin′ off crowns
And meltin′ ′em down
I once was lost, see
But now I′m found
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
And when the saints come marchin′ in (keep the faith)
I′m messin′ alpine white
Classic rapper′s delight
All these shorties pullin′ tools
′Cause they know they can′t fight
I bank my selections on worldwide connections
So get the seven digits, baby
Never burn your britches
CHORUS (X2)
Some get the shit, sugar, some get the stains
Some get the muscles, baby, some get the brains
Some get the powers, love, some get the papers
Some catch the vibes and some catch the vapors
Better...
Praise the Lord keep keep the faith (X6)
Verse 1
We′ve all seen the man at the liquor store beggin′ for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange
He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes
"Get a job you fucking slob," is all he replies
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
′Cause then you really might know what it′s like to sing the blues
Chorus
Then you really might know what it′s like
Then you really might know what it′s like
Yeah then you really might know what′s it like
To have the blues
Verse 2
Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love
He said, "Don′t worry about a thing, baby doll
I′m the man you′ve been dreaming of."
But 3 months later he say he won′t date her or return her calls
And she swear, "God damn, if I find that man I′m cuttin′ off his balls."
And then she heads for the clinic and
she gets some static walking through the door
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner
and they call her a whore
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
′Cause then you really might know what it′s like to have to choose
Chorus
Then you really might know what it′s like
Then you really might know what it′s like
Yeah then you really might know what′s it like
To have the blues
Bridge
I′ve seen a rich man beg
I′ve seen a good man sin
I′ve seen a tough man cry
I′ve seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I′ve seen the good side of bad
And the downside of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
And smoked the finest green
I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times
before I broke their heart
You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start
Verse 3
I knew this kid named Max
who used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late
he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big old fight and Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain
You know it comes that way
at least that′s what they say when you play the game
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
′Cause then you really might know what it′s like to have to lose
Chorus
Then you really might know what it′s like
Then you really might know what it′s like
Yeah then you really might know what′s it like
To have the blues
I met a woman in West Virginia
Said her name was Alabama
She from a little town outside Savannah
Where everyone talk that country grammar
She said she killed a man down in Atlanta
He beat her and he drank til he couldn′t stand up
He told her that he loved her but he couldn′t stand her
She caught him in his sleep hit him with a hammer
Then she sold her car and she bought a gun
Johnny Law got her on the run
Another broken bottle and the damage done
We′ve all been blinded by the sun
Blinded by the sun...
Her breathe was sweet, her eyes were pretty
She said her zodiac sign was cancer
She was on her way to New York City
Trying to get a job there as a dancer
Then she asked if she could ride home with me
Now I′m still thinking on the answer
She pulled on love... She don′t take pity
She′ll break your heart if you give her the chance to
If Grandma′s got an Uzi and it weighs a ton
Johnny Law got her on the run
Another broken bottle and the damage done
We′ve all been blinded by the sun, blinded by the sun
Sun...sun...sun
Lord have mercy on me for all the things I′ve done
I′ve lost my mind, my eyes were blinded by the sun
Don′t forsake me Lord I′m not the only one
I′ve lost my mind, my eyes were blinded by the sun
Blinded by the sun
And Grandma′s got an Uzi and it weighs a ton
Johnny Law got her on the run
Another Broken bottle and the damage done
We′ve all been blinded by the sun...blinded by the sun.