Truth Crushed To The Earth Sha

Here come the...here come the, here come the pain (pain)...x4
Uplift your soul
Get your house in order
Mc's be actin' like they walkin' on water
I'll break ya down like a poem wrote in hyku
Who you gonna lie to
Before i crucify you
Hammer to the nails
My face impailen'
My acid flashbacks got everything trailin'
I'm sailen blind on the open sea
Like an overload of coatahacian refugees
And i'm on my knees
My face on the rug
One more frustration for my salvation
My jinns buggin up
Got me fuckin' up
Callin' my flesh
But my sole wouldn't mesh

[chorus]
So lick a shot when i heat up the spot
I'm taking from the have's
'cause to be the have nots
Lick a shot when i heat up the spot
Boy, where you gonna run when the gun get hot
So lick a shot when i heat up the spot
I'm taking from the have's
'cause to be the have nots
Lick a shot when i heat up the spot
Boy, where you gonna run when the gun get hot

Here come the...here come the...here come the pain...x4
I got the pressures of the world comin' down all around me
I thought i was lost but thank god you found me
I'm gettin' crazy ideas of suicide
Lord i tried...lord i tried
To make the best of what i got
I keep on takin' my shots
From the critics and the media
That's what it be to ya
But you can stick it where the sun don't shine
'cause i'm goin for mine
I rock it all the time
Here come the pain

[chorus]
Well in the race for rats that be holdin' gats
I'll run the hustle on the legend like minnesota fats
Not domino cause your wisdom found at thrill
Drunk on strawberry hill the episode be re-runnin'
Over and over, and three times a lady
She said peep the scene at the end i ain't shady
But, you and me be hush hush
The word be mush
If you take the low pro
I'll still give you some
'cause i got a man and he pays my bills
Keeps my wears real fly and hooks my hair and nails
Baby don't sweat it...baby keep calm...baby don't worry i be vietkong
I can live three days on a bowl of rice and a piece of fish
I'll grant your every wish

[chorus]

Chorus (x 2)

No doubt
Hold tight
Till the break of dawn
Till the break of light

Say yes, yes ya'll
To the right beat
Get up everybody's bout to leave their feet
Get down everybody's bout to lose their seat
I be huntin down crews like pacino in heat
Puttin phsycology in your biology
No scientolgy
Dianedic anistedic
You took bad advise
Kid, i'm madd precise
When it's time to get nice
I heat it up like spice

Chorus (x 2)

C'mon lets be real
You only think you can deal
Cause when i'm holdin the steel
I rock shit that make you feel like
"damn that look easy, maybe i could do it"
So you take a phat beat
And put your wack rhymes to it
And god only knows
What could make you persue it
For those that cant dance
Just clap your hands to it

Chorus

You tell me you the baddest
And you get the most cream
But tell me whats the status
On your self esteem
You fronin on your jewels
And your bens
And your lex,
All the bodies that you caught
And all the females you sexed
Yes, yes ya'll
True indeed
The sight of the world
Keeps me high on weed
Makes my eyeballs bleed
But i must proceed
Yo that chic's good lookin
But she's hooked on speed
Buy a first row ticket
Watch the vultures feed
Get you culture free
From the lust and greed

Chorus (x 2)

Baby, bounce to my rhythm, i be radiatin' static
With toys in my attic, styles automatic
I love 'em
Asiatic, japanese, and puerto rican
Every time i start speakin', i wind up freakin'
Some little fleusy n**** in my jacuzzi
If ya think i'm not choosy than the joke's on you
You want the 411, baby here's my style
I like 'em young but i'm no freaky pedophile
I'm known to set it wild, young girls get creamy
Swing 'em through the mo and the ev will get steamy
You can't see me, i play the set low
Scrapin' on the bottom, smokin' l's if i got 'em
And i ain't too proud to beg for your leg
Let me push up in the thighs, i'll fertilize your egg
Let me make your nature rise along with your blood pressure
Strip you down bare, lay your things on the dresser
While the children of the lesser, go out and play the hard rock role
Girl, i stay rock hard

Chorus:
So if i get mine, you'll get yours
And we can take it to the wild side behind closed doors
Rip off your stockings and drop your drawers
We can take it to the wild side behind closed doors

Verse:
Divine styler

Chorus

Verse:
Cockni o'dire

Ahhh, baby, can't you feel it, deep down inside ya
I can't hide the fact i wanna ride your
Body up and down and then back and forth
Kind of like aaliyah, girl, i wanna see ya
Oohh, you look good, honey bun, i can't fake it
And word is bond i just got to get you n****
And once you're n**** i'm a lick your skin
Then touch you in spots that ain't nobody else been
I'll kiss you down there when you're bare
And i swear that i'll do it right
I'll make it last all night
But don't put up a fight
'cause i ain't macho man randy
I'm not a savage, i just want some candy
And it's, fine and dandy if you need some time
But let me know whatcha think and, sugar, ease my mind
Let me know where i stand, come take my hand
Give me a hug, then lay me down on the rug

Chorus

(yes yes ya'll)
(cause i'm so fly)
(everlast be the apple of your earth's eye)
I be breakin the laws, breakin the laws
All you wannabe hard rocks just pause
It's the mc host
Space ghost from the coast
With piggish white skin
Kid, where you been
I got a blue eye
But my tight lenght devil
I freak harmonies
Like my brother is nevel
And i can rock
Through your style
Eatin cold hardy stew
So whachya wanna do
I'm comin real soon
To a theatre near you
So why dont you cratique me
While i'm love on stage
Cause i'm gonna break my
Rusty cage, my rusty cage
Watch the way i freak it
When i bust my gage
Cause all that loud gun talk
Dont mean squat
If my tool gets hot
I'm a burst your knot
And give it all i got
Up in your wisdom slot
And cold and rains
Couldnt stop her
From callin me poppa
Big daady draw dropper
Mr.heart breaker
She leaves mary poppins
And comes home seka

Chorus

Yes yes ya'll
Cause i'm so fly (so fly)
Everlast be the apple of your earth's eye
Yes yes ya'll
Cause we dont fake (dont fake)
And he's down to come to feel your earthquake

Socalize a little somethin'
And you sweatin my style
Challenge my world
You wanna shell my mix
You wanna sit with my flesh
And reconize the tesh
Ya never seen this niggers best
A marage, a nest
I hit your head with styles that are liquid
You drip this
Sweat this
Perspired is desired, this wetness
You get from divine style
Spark this girl, chill
I see you got the love, the lust
So why dont you live my cosmos exodus
To my precous
I'm a undress my message
Into my wisdom body
To my wisdom method
You need a star for your cresent
I got a diablo brass
For your atmosphere
My (a) dope mathamatics
Are soak like insin-sincere
Uh, baby
For my apparatus
I do justice to your physical
Annoint your aider
Never spendin your nobler
A hard slyle at stages
While the guard be sparkin that indo seed
The earth pieces be increasin
That need to be pleased
I represent the illest villans
And the worst of bad breeze
Ah baby,
If you wanna next my vision
You better come with subject of vision
I keep it real live
Keep it real straight
To the earthly
Feel this style earthquake

Chorus (x 2)

My love's stronger than pride
My loves thicker than blood
My killer swarm's in effect
Nobodys livin off hud
If you miss with his gun
I'll run a patriot gig
I'll have you flippin your wing
I'll put the clip in my sink
And cock the hammer back
Click clack
Put a hole in your back
The size of a plum
You can come git some
But my attitude shitty
Like g gordon litty
Take pity on a child
Thats been raised in the city

Chill- from east to west
To maintain my rep
So many times
To assume my flow
I go mono, stereo
Or solo
You never know
Choose a flow
And i'll throw the phattest atom
I'm so hot, and so law
And so far from the plan
I reflectulate the ladies
That be scannin
My composition decirclar
Hurtin the madd opposition

Chorus (x 2)

I say lord.. have mercy.

I say...

Stop! hey, what's that sound?
Everybody look what's goin' down.

I'm everlastin'.
Forever on a roll
I'm rockin' to the boat,
Steamin' gray matter tone.
I ain't sayin' i'm god, but you can graft this.
Chances are if i'm a star, i'd be johnny mathis.
On some smooth s**t, i'd be gaming all the honeys.
Hitting hugh hefner with his playboy bunnies.
Check the sunday funnies, i be reading doonesbury.
See me after dark, love, s**t be getting scary.
I'll freak you
Like carrie on the night of the prom
Let's keep it
Cool and calm
I'll start stroking your palm.
Work my way up your arm,
And start kissing your ear.
Maybe licking your lips, then pulling your hair.
Yeah i freak the back spasm, to get the *****.
And if my legs cramp, girl, i lick that stamp
I got it sewn, love
So you ain't got no worries.
Hold up, wait a second.
My vision's getting blurry.

Stop. hey.
What's that smell?
Someone laced dust all up in my l.
B****es start sweatin' once the pockets swell.
Let's take it back 14,000,000 cells.

Periodic measures
To say my rhymes.
Too much of this dope
Need growth-type slow
Of a poet's tree, let me blow my leaves
Shake off my roots and pull up my sleeves.
Break a branchling wist stick.
Lyrics for the mystical.
Yo fancy, shake your chancy.
Our transystem is torn mcs
I hymn-zen, then i'm casualies.
Pot smoke-seeds, relativities
Seize it, i be
On every first ability
Of chaos, a higher form of infinity
Gettin' me virtually supreme id.
Perfecters and tackers
At which my faster phrased words
Super-lax, break raps, and mc's jump off wacks.
Revolves and steers,
And still sees time stilt.
I work for real bill divine, it's lyrical chill.

I say...
Stop! hey! what's that smell....etc.

I say brothers are amused by other brothers reps
But they're all playing roles just like omar epps
I see so many players i wonder where the coach is
My name's everlast i'm hard to kill like roaches
The dough that you're making has got you fronting and faking
Your heart's been shook your brain's cooked like bacon
Can't believe you're not butter you thought you was on it
Out trying to flaunt it but it's just blue bonnet
And now it's my turn kid watch me churn
There's only so many spots they're had to earn

Pack it up pack it in
Let me begin
Too many men are judged by the color of their skin
Their apparatus gets blessed,
Suckers get put to rest
The more damn pure
I got the cure for this fest
The wackness is spreading like a plague
Mc's, they wanna get paid
But they cant make the fuckin' grade
How many times you wannabe's gonna try?
Yo they just style like dockers
They cant touch the knowelege i disordify
I tavel through the darkness carrying my torch like a soldier
When i'm holdin down the fort
For some time, now
Others callin it manuscript
When i stop to go a top
They be like damn he flipped
Now i'm sick, and fed up wit that bullshit
I got that lyrical front tip

When you sell out to appeal to the masses
You have to go back and enroll in some classes
All you worthless pieces start shaking your asses
All you blunt holders take two pulls and pass it
Back in

If i was to sit down and actually write out a list
Of the mcs that missed it would be the constitution
They play their caps backwards still saying wack words
No power to (durhust) just a few yes men
Raising the question of who gave you a contract
They should be fired youre officially retired

I see you make a little cash and start showing your ass
You get laced up with jewels your crews acting like fools
Playing hard rock surrounded by body guards
Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing pretty hard
Thinking youre the white hot man of the hour
But you just cant figure how your flavor went sour
Back in 89 pe fought the power and in 86 big daddy kane was raw

And i was right there on the first floor of the palladium
You never played a venue local college or a stadium
A young boys (fiddin pad) fad is now a grown mans profession
To earn this is a blessing
This skills have me guessing learn cause im testing
Follow this down no question

No doubt check it out
You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster node
You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode
Collapsing on yourself cause your whole foundation is
Built on lies dont apologize
Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch you fall
And theyll all take a piece just like the berlin wall
And place it on their mantle like a souvenir
And what they call a knick-knack is really your career

Chorus

You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of stress
Still there be people that would die for less
You aint promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow
If they dont like the demo make a new one tomorrow
You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of stress
Still there be people that would die for less
You aint promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow
If they dont like the demo make a new one tomorrow


When its time to rise ill open the archives
When you be in dreams you got 85s
Chrome down with the leather package
You got a home of your own
Youre holding acres
I got it made
Season tickets to the knickers and the lakers
Playing both coasts closed and european festivals
Crowd scream decibels x2
In your ear you wanna make rapping your career

From arkansas to minnesota i sell out the quota
I be the wet dream making cream for promoters
We keep the shit right we dont be starting no fights
And he wont hold out my dough cause im a put out his lights
And once the crew hits the stage the crowd gets involved
We show love they show it back all problems solved
You can boom shalock and jump to the sounds i pump
But i aint quitting till im shitting on donald trump

So take heed to the verses and styles and versions
When you socialize with other mcs
And boast your rhymes to company enemies
And in any cases that feel is what you want
???
You want to make money money and take every honey
Rap charges aint funny but it boost your career
Your penile style is now hanging from a tier
Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers
Now your ass outta here the rap game goes on