Альбом Everlast

Yesterday is just a dream I don't remember
Tomorrow, still a hope I've yet to endure
I'm out of time
I'm out of rhyme
I'm out of reason
Season's change and leave me out in the cold
The story's old
The tale been told by many a scholar
Got a fistful of dollar
And pocketful of love
God above if you hear me cryin'
I've tried to sell my soul
But no one's buyin'
Lord, strike me down now if I'm lyin'
[Bronx Style Bob:] Lord strike me down
[X3]
It's gettin' cold
It's time for dyin'

[CHORUS]
Come on and watch me shine
Like the world is mine (check it out) today
Come on and watch me shine (check it out)
Like the world is mine today
Watch me shine (check it out)

Then the man was free from sin
[Bronx Style Bob:] free from sin
Cast the first stone then began the violence
[Bronx Style Bob:] began the violence
Let the man whose words ring true
Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence
[Bronx Style Bob:] through the silence
Let the ones who lose their way
Live to see just one more day in the sunshine
[Bronx Style Bob:] La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Let the one's who choose to stray
Recognize the price they'll pay
In their lifetime
[Bronx Style Bob:] in their lifetime
[X2]

[CHORUS]

Sit in the way and wait for my roads to cross
You nail me down and you watch me bleed
[Bronx Style Bob:] watch me bleed
So lay my head against the earth
Plant my body like a seed
[Bronx Style Bob:] plant my body like a seed
You can't always get the things you want, love (check it out)
[Bronx Style Bob:] tell me what you want
You get what you deserve
Or maybe what you need
[Bronx Style Bob:] tell me what you need
So fill my hole with precious dirt, love
Till the soil and part the weed

[CHORUS]


[Thanks to mari_arce@hotmail.com for these lyrics]

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
Put your lights on
Put your lights on

Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on
You better leave your lights on
'Cause there's a monster
Livin' under my bed
Whisperin' in my ear
And there's an angel
With her hand on my head
She say I got nothing to fear
There's darkness
Livin' deep in my soul
Still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine
Deep into my hole

'n God don't let me loose my nerves
Don't let me loose my nerves

Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
U-oho, hey now
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on
Put your lights on

Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on
You better leave your lights on
'Cause there's a monster
Livin' under my bed
Whisperin' in my ear
And there's an angel
With her hand on my head
She say I got nothing to fear

She say
la ilaha il allah
you gonna shine like star
la ilaha il allah
you gonna shine like star

We've all seen the man at the liquor store beggin' for your change
The hair on his face is dirty, dreadlocked and full of mange
He ask the man for what he could spare with shame in his eyes
Get a job you fuckin' slob's all he replied

[CHORUS]
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues
Then you really might know what it's like [X4]

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom who said he was in love
He said don't worry about a thing baby doll I'm the man you've been dreamin' of
But three months later he said he won't date her or return her call
And she sweared god damn if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls
And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the doors
They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner, and they call her a whore

[CHORUS]
God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose
Then you really might know what it's like [X4]
I've seen a rich man beg
I've seen a good man sin
I've seen a tough man cry
I've seen a loser win
And a sad man grin
I heard an honest man lie
I've seen the good side of bad
And the down side of up
And everything between
I licked the silver spoon
Drank from the golden cup
Smoked the finest green
I stroked daddies dimes at least a couple of times
Before I broke their heart
You know where it ends
Yo, it usually depends on where you start

I knew this kid named Max
He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs
He liked to hang out late at night
Liked to get shit faced
And keep pace with thugs
Until late one night there was a big gun fight
Max lost his head
He pulled out his chrome .45
Talked some shit
And wound up dead
Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of his pain
You know it crumbles that way
At least that's what they say when you play the game

[CHORUS]
God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news
'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose
Then you really might know what it's like [X4]
To have to lose...


[Thanks to mari_arce@hotmail.com for these lyrics]

Pack it up, pack it in
Let me begin, I came to win
Battle me that’s a sin
I won’t tear the sack up, punk you’d better back up
Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up
Get up, stand up, come on throw your hands up
If you’ve got the feeling jump up touch the ceiling
Muggs is a funk fest, someone’s talking junk
Yo, I’ll bust’em in the eye, and then I’ll take the punks ho
Feel it, funk it, amps in the trunk y’all
And I got more rhymes than there’s cops that are Dunkin’ Donuts shop
Sure ‘nuff I got props from the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pops

CHORUS:
I came to get down, I came to get down
So get out your seats and jump around
Jump around (3x)
Jump up, jump up and get down
Jump (18x)

I’ll serve your ass like John MacEnroe
If your girl steps up, I’m smackin’ the ho
Word to your moms I came to drop bombs
I got more rhymes than the bible’s got psalms
And just like the Prodigal Son I’ve returned
Anyone stepping to me you’ll get burned
‘Cause I got lyrics and you ain’t got none
So if you come to battle bring a shotgun (shotgun)
But if you do you’re a fool ‘cause I duel to the death
Try and step to me you’ll take your last breath
I gots the skill, come get your bill
‘Cause when I shoot to give, I shoot to kill

CHORUS

I’m the cream of the crop, I rise to the top
I never eat a pig ‘cause a pig is a cop
Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzenegger
Try and play me out like as if my name was Sega
But I ain’t goin’ out like no punk bitch
Get used to one style and you know I might switch
It up up and around, then buck buck you down
Put out your head then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead
I’m comin’ to get ya, I’m comin’ to get ya
Spittin’ out lyrics homie I want ya

CHORUS

Jump (33x)

When you were young and on your own
How did it feel to be alone
I was always thinking of games that I was playing
Tryin' to make best of my time

But only love can break your heart
Try to be sure right from the start
Yes, only love can break your heart
And live your world sure from the heart

I have a friend I've never seen
He hides his head inside a dream
Someone should call him and see can come out
Try to lose the down that he's found

But only love can break your heart
Try to be sure right from the start
Yes, only love can break your heart

Some nights are better than others
Some fights are left among brothers
Some nights are better than others
Some fights are left among brothers

You know the freaks come out at night with the drama
I'm a break it down, take it down, learn it
Roll it up, burn it, think it
Stir it up, drink it, swallow it
Follow it straight to the heart of the matter
Program the data, turn on the lights
Watch them all scatter, from the shine off the glean
Course by my team, it's the high pro glow
One for the show, two for the handgun
Three, the one you man run when it's time for the action
All the stories you told are bound to get old
When your hands ain't as fast as the words you flippin'
Word to Scott Pippin, got to be trippin'
You must have been slippin', or want the ass whippin'
It's time to start flippin'

[Chorus]
Some nights are better than others
Break it down to the bare root essence
Some fights are left among brothers
Count your fingers then count your blessins

[Repeat Chorus]

They say blood runs thicker than water
Mothers to sons, bullets to guns
Hard times are spreadin', just like the flu
The voodoo child don't need to be raised
I'm no kid, act wild son, you might get blazed
Like an acid hit, I rock classic shit
That can make your head bump, put some shake in your rump
This ain't Forrest Gump but I got mad rhyme
Why you shoot that gun, I'm a shoot this gift
Leave you internally perplexed like the question if
Some hit the spliff, some of y'all sniff
Some clap the hammer when they pull a four fifth
But most of y'all fry, kid let's be blunt
You tryin' to be the man, well I be on the man hunt

[Chorus x4]

We're gonna be breakin' it down (Yeah!)
You gotta know the feel
You gotta know the life
You know what I'm sayin' (Hey!)

I said what's goin' wrong
You know it just ain't right
Tell me who be loud
When the spark ignite
Now from the break daylight
To the fall of the sun
You gotta pick your fight
It's time to choose your gun

[CHORUS]
Front to back
Right to left
Keep it live all night
Make it hot to death
Get your heart pumpin' like some crystal meth
Keep it live all night
Make it hot to death

Well...Hey...Tell me who's your God
Does he make a lotta dough
I'm gonna take you higher
Or to the fire below

[CHORUS]

Guns to roses
Abraham to Moses
Daylight exposes what the night conceals
Let's break these seals
And get this thing started
Some be out classed
Some be out smarted
Some be over bound by the blindin' rays
I hear the whisper in the night
Get trapped in the maze
See back in the days
When I was juvenile
I dreamed of rockin' on the mic
In a brand new style
Now I'm shakin' these bones
Tryin' to get these shoes
Outbidded major crews
I'm paid crazy dues
Now I'm speakin' on you
They just slept on me
And rumors start spreadin'
Just like a disease
I'll have you down on your knees
Below the spot ground zero
Turn brown and burn down Rome just like Nero
A hero ain't nothing but a
Don't make me say it again
Legend
Don't make me say it

[CHORUS]

That's what I'm sayin'
That's what I'm sayin'...


[Thanks to mari_arce@hotmail.com for these lyrics]

Blues for Christmas
Baby I ain't got a dime
Blues for Christmas
Baby I ain't got a friggin' dime
I'm just ain't and they're wasted
I hang my head down baby, I'm cryin'
Baby I'm cryin'

Santa Claus
Bring my baby back on home
See I ain't got a lot of money
But my baby, she's rich enough for us both

Blues for Christmas
I'm as blue as I can be
Blues for Christmas
Baby I'm as blue as I can be

I'm just sittin' here drinkin'
Trying to drink my baby back to me
Trying to drink my baby back

Santa Claus
Bring my baby back on home
Blues for Christmas
Ain't no time to be home all alone
I can't lose these Christmas blues
Baby I just can't seem to shake 'em
Held so many arms
All I seem to do is break 'em
Yeah, break 'em
I said I break 'em baby