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.
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.
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.
You get to choose. I get to lose. You get the goods. I pay the price. You do the crime. I do the time. . What do I get. What do I get. What do I get. What do I get.
They stand on the outside looking in. They stand on the outside looking in. They stand on the outside and feed you shit. They stand on the outside and feed you shit.
They Layed Their Practiced Hands On Him. Bruised And Broke His Skin. Bruised And Broke His Skin. Attacking Big Brother With Rhyme Rhyme Was Is Crime. .
Government and queen are your only enemies. Dont be fooled by their plastic smiles. War's no fairytale,. guns and bombs aren't fucking toys. They don't wanna know your views of war.
Lyrics. Wholesale love, girl. Wholesale love, girl. Wholesale love, girl. . The way you used to call my name. You make it sound sweet and plain. The way you kiss and hold me so.
(WE). we're on location and. (WE). we're gonna let you tell it. (YO). crib can be crabit.... (HOT). hot standings with the quickness. . Well dem call it Hip Hop.