Lyrics:
never been outdated
Gots to be fly by the way I state it
Now, of myself, I say I'm a big fan
Got more rhymes than words by the Letterman
Positive
it's December, I just wanna see my friends and my family,
But I can't, that's when I remember
That my power bill's more than half of my income
Somehow
mayday
Toughest in my hood nah, but I am not for play-play
On the East side, my niggas had hand grenades and AK's
Plus nobody love me more, more than my
can't come near it, fear it
Run for the hills get off the dillz split the mills
My name's Everlast, I wipe my ass with hundred dollar bills
I get cheap
There we were, with our backs against the wall, looking at each other like: eeeh boys! Nde titani?
There I was, back to square uno; with more Qs than
me there's a bitch up the block who got more cock than AK's
The bitch just moved in, in building 210
Right next door to the Fantastic Four,
hanging on the wall
Is what they mean when they say
It's all in the hall
You can cage the singer
But you can't cage the song
'Cause it's louder than words
Today, I want you to focus on your breathe more than anything
Focus on breathing in sync with your movement
Inhaling and exhaling from your nose
You
impressed at all
When Jesus walked the land
And the stories of the great wall
Now, what did you expect?
Would you die for her, and more?
Many already failed
holding grudges will help your life
Holding onto something deadly like blades of a Wars knife
Is more foolish than accepting the burden of more lies
My wall
that you need
Are more than the flashbacks you have ever received
All the punches in face are just a stone to your will
Lets see what your guts will
the fact that anybody can fall down, but
It's all real, think I mold it into fiction?
Question mark followed by the notice of eviction
Quote it, that's
scared (you scary)
I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (doot-doot-doot)
I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)
I'm
Reflexions of the Disillusioned
By Jeff Knight
Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously
is bigger than Jim
Bigger than him, never again
They slept inside of jail cells surrounded by the
Moldy moist walls enthralled by the coquina
Within
at sight a chassepôt rifle from a javelin
When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at
And when I know precisely what is meant by
to the hood
Pass them all out on the block, what's good?
I'mma put the Compton swap meet
By the White House
Republican run up, get socked out
Hit the Pres with
than those bars
And more stunning than the stars between the two planets
And I don't take that for granted
You gotta see some different worlds before
graffiti
Woah, we still got the crown
It was more than just a memory
Never going down in water tower history
The halls on the walls
In the bathroom
the dawn of day
You're always on my mind
I can't stay away
I'd forgotten about you
Then you turned up again
I always knew
That we were meant to be more than
Attention, this is not a drill
I'm tryna do it big and make more than a couple bills
(And now I see it bare like)
Mandem tryna get onto my case like they're
Fillin' all three holes just like bowlin'
Don't ask me what the price is
But it's more than your battery-operated devices,
And I come fully equipped,
knocking me out with those american thighs
takin more than her share
had me fighting for air
she told me to come but i was already there
coz the walls start
marvelous all I do is marvelous
Welcome you, to the garden- a new era
Feel it in my veins more than pessimist, not an optimist
Surpass the odds of a realist
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