Tired

We can go, soul for soul, over mic control. Kid you can 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.

This Kind Of Lonely

Sitting alone tonight, rain falling on my window sill. Just want to do what's right, but I don't know if I ever will. There's so many reasons, too many excuses.

Throw A Stone

The Rhythm

The rhythm is both the songs manicle and it's demonic charge charge. . The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm. The rhythm.

The White Boy Is Back

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 Greatest

Don't throw no roses on my grave, boo. Death's not a soldier, it's more like an angel. You got nowhere to run, no one to pray to. Jesus and Moses ain't comin' to save you.

The Nightmare (muggs Mash-up)

Mr. Whitey Ford. I see the nightmare inside. of your American Dream. I'm screaming:. bismi allah al-rahman al-raheem. with your fascist regime. and racist magazines.

Syndicate Soldier

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.

Syndication (remix)

Dope new styles & rhymes breaking science. down with the Rhyme syndicate alliance. you wanna tip it in the crack of the whip. you know the saying about ships & slips with a lip.

Stone In My Hand

Ride with the devil, hide with the lord. I got no pistol, ain't got no sword. I got no army, ain't got no land,. Ain't got nothing but the stone that's in my hand.

Stay

I just can't do it, not anymore. Every time I fake a smile I feel just like a whore. I just can't do it, it's beyond my means. And all I know about love reading fashion magazines.

Speak No Evil

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.

So Long

(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 skinning.

Soul Music

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.

Sleepin' Alone

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 says you're gone. And you ain't coming home.

Sleeping Alone

*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.

Saving Grace

One time around the block. Two times around the clock. Three times, don't cross the little lady (lady). . So pretty and, oh, so bold. Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road.

Sen Dog

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?.

Put Your Lights On

Hey now, all you sinners. Put your lights on, put your lights on. Hey now, all you lovers. Put your lights on, put your lights on. . Hey now, all you killers.

Sad Girl

I seen her at a stop light on Alverano. Was sittin' in a pearl white Eldorado. In a gangsta lean she were revvin' the throttle. Got a sticker on the bumper say she like techano.