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Everlast

Genres: Rock

Shook Ones Pt. Ii Lyrics - Everlast

To all the killers and a hundred dollar billas 

For real dealers that 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 those who wanna profile and pose 

Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone 

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 their whole body laced up 

With bullet holes and such 

Speak to wrong words man and you will get touched 

You could 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 realm 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 yellow backed niggas 

Why they still alive, I don't know, go figure 

Meanwhile back in L.A., the foundation 

If I had to die, 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 

Son, they shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

Scared to death and scared to look 

You shook, there's ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

Scared to death and scared to look 

You shook 'cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

You scared to death, you scared to look 

You shook, there's ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

You scared to death and scared to look 

Livin' the life with the diamonds and guns 

There's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds 

Some 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 goin' 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 ain't no such thing as half way crooks 

There never around when the beef cooks 

And my part of town is similar to Vietnam 

Now we all grown up and hold heavy on the cops control 

You better have the right gear 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 [Incomprehensible] 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, locked down and turn nuns 

Cowardly hearts say straight up, shook ones 

You shook 

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

Scared to death, you scared to look, to shook 

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook 

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook 

There's ain't no such things as halfway crooks 

You scared to death, you scared to look, to shook 

You ain't a crook son, you just shook one 

You ain't a crook son, you just shook one 

Just shook one 

You ain't a crook son, you just shook one 

Just shook one 

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