215. I got the wordplay of Wallace, work ethic of Shakur. I was sent into to the future with a message from the Moors. I went to war, my weapon just a blessing from the lord.
Well honey, when you comin home. Oh baby, when you comin home. There's a fire in the kitchen. A fire in the bed. One needs puttin' out. Other one must be fed.
I've been working. 'neath The gray sky. And I'm wonderin'. Still, I'm wondering why. Must I lay low. In a room full of strangers?. Well, I'm thinking.
Worry 'bout my worries. Lately all I seem to do. Worry 'bout my worries. Lately all I seem to do. One day I'm gonna get better, babe. Then I'm gonna take a little time to worry.
Woman, she's moving to the weight of the world. Momma, she's carrying the weight of the world. All the time she breathing in the weight of the world. .
One of these days my back won't bend. My fingers might hurt swollen. Live another day, get lucky that way. Sound of thunder when the gods go bowling. .
They kill it in the comedy clubs. They're killing in the schools. Make a killing on Wall St.. Adjust the golden rule. Do unto others. It's surely what they'd do.
Walkin' for your love. Walkin' for your love. Walkin' for your love. Walkin' for your love. . I'm only going where my eyes are going. I'm only going where my toes are pointed.
Baby wenn ich down binund ich fühl mich schwachdann machst du mich mit deiner power. wieder stark und wachund wenn ich mal ins schleudern komme. bist du da und hältst mich festdu bist die eine die mich niemals hängen läßt.
Far within, when shall they return again?. Above the whore, to outshine every brilliant ray.. O see the face of disbelief.. O see the face of hatred..
Open wide and tell me your tales.. Of secrecy found within wisdom but no man shall learn.. Leaving your pale dying legs frowning upon fragments of life..
What?. Did I hurt your feelings?. Uh...I'm supposed to be scared now, right?. Yo...I'd like to dedicate this record right here. To Mr. Marshall Mathers' mother, yeah.
White trash beautiful, trailer park queen. She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5. She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool. But all he can do for money is drive.
(Whitey, Whitey)...It's my love. Punk rock to ska, disco to blues. Yo, my blue seude shoes got stepped on. Slept on, the style that I hustle. You want to flex then punk make a muscle.
Met a fine red boned mami, she told me that her name was Lucille. Met her on Fountain Avenue sitting on a Cadillac Coupe de Ville. She said I'm a liar, a thief, a junkie and I used to be a whore.
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. . Step up while I inject.
We've all seen a 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.
This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby. This, this, this is a warning. This, this, this, this is a warning, I, I warned you baby. This, this, this is a warning.
We as one hold the key to the door. The door to peace and freedom. Where there is a will...there is a way.
Besides her man she kneels. Holds him tight and begins to cry. Why why why but why. Her loved one's just another piece of meat on the battlefields. Her cries break out into screams.