Тексты песен «Everlast»

(KIDS VOICES) Uncle Whitey, Uncle Whitey, can you tell us a bedtime story? Yeah, we want some bedtimes stories...(Please!) Once upon a time not long ago, when people wore pajamas and lived life slow When laws were...

[EVERLAST] What, you think it can't happen Soul Assassins, two-thousand, word It goes somethin' like this Ah-ha, I'm Vision-Quest, Fresh Fest era terror Krush Groovin like a low budget movie I'm Wild Style like Lee...

(EVERLAST) What, you think it can't happen Soul Assassins, two-thousand, word It goes somethin' like this Ah-ha, I'm Vision-Quest, Fresh Fest era terror Krush Groovin like a low budget movie I'm Wild Style like...

You take me to heaven from deeper than hell ever dug And you fly me higher than a trip on a magical rug Confessions unravel You bang with your gavel And here I stand guilty In a court where you are the judge You're the...

A yes, yes y'all It's too fresh y'all A little b-boy blue You know it's too beucou I've been from New York to Cali Spent two days in the valley And I think I'm 'bout to lose my mind And if I think 'bout it one...

"Die In Yer Arms" Girl, I wanna die in yer arms tonight I really don't care about the wrong or right The fruit is forbidden but it's sweet and it's ripe I think I'm gonna pick me some and take me a bite Baby...

And I'm so dirty Call me daddy You're so sexy You can be my bad girl If someone hurt you And you tried to hide it I'll cut you deeper 'Cause I know you like it Pain I got, girl Can satisfy you But I can't...

Instant tunes only just been made Instant songs never to be played Instant tunes hanging out to dry Let me try to introduce you to Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes Instant tunes Ever and ever will they give us...

Some people will rob their mother for the ends Rats snitch on one another for the ends Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends So before we go any further, I want my ends Cat named Darrell, he didn't have a dollar...

[Chorus One: Everlast] Ridin round town, got a pocket full of dough Where I'll wind up, even God don't know I take it just as fast and as far as it'll go Ridin round town, got a pocket full of dough Where I'll wind up,...

I knew a man with a son, he bought him a gun And learnt shorty just how to use it Taught him huntin and skinnin, right from the beginning And built himself a mighty fine killer But shorty got picked on Beat on and...

Please, please, please don't Leave me now, girl After all I've done for you On my knees here Let's work it out, woman After all that we've been through I told you that everyone cheats, everyone lies Everyone...

Here we are my friends once again I'm inclined to rhyme on time so why Won't you let me in? It's clear to this hair has no pin if this song Was the blues you'd be sheddin' the tear, like a baby, maybe I should Have held...

Who you trying to get crazy with Whitey Don't you know I'm loco? I hear that train a-comin' Comin' around the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine Since I don't know when I'm stuck in Folsom Prison Time keeps draggin'...

[Everlast] They say everything's fine, down where the red light shine once the junkies have all gone to bed And once the sun rises, you run out of surprises and the drugs they sold have cleared from your head Tight ass...

There's a sickness in my soul And I don't know but I been told It's incurable There's a darkness in my heart Slowly tearin' me apart It's unbearable Drop of blood, a lake of tears And baby, after all these years...

[warning language might up set you!] I don't do work I do damage everytime I pick up th mic I manage to diss someone or get someone pissed take off my coat and clean my throat and begin to dismiss all you fucked...

Push me off to start the fun On a bike ride to the moon Lots of room for everyone On a bike ride to the moon And we'll bring back cheese for my Auntie Jane And some magic moon dust that'll stop the rain On my poor Uncle...

Yo Whitey Ford\'s the name The Hunchback of Notre Dame Couldn\'t get more bent When it\'s time to represent I control it like rent In a slum tenement Life\'s hard like some men In the concrete jungle I don\'t smoke...

Have you got Miss Fortune, she's the daughter of rich parents, all she does is cry. One four-letter word is all she wants but you can't buy love so there's no supply. Will you take young Master Charge, the boy who's...