Pass It On
Ladies and Gentlemen, we've got Everlast in here
I think he has something to say
I'm here to uplift, I don't bug, I don't drift away from my subject
Not even if my music stops or my beat is gone
I'm just here to express myself and pass it on
Speak much words of wisdom, Everlast has to jism
So sit back and relax, kick up your feet and listen to E
'Cause that's me no others can be, half as fine
I'll blow your mind, with the m-i-c
Get off the tip quick, boy you making me sick
No other brother could be as smart as my man Kool Nick
Understand, he's my man with the plan
We come to parties with the possies, just to gain some fans
The posse is strong, the line is long
People flocking to my shows just to hear a song
It's not a diss, it's a mouth full of bliss
Throw your hands in the air and blow me a kiss from the crowd
'Cause I'm proud, I'll say my name loud, Everlast pounds songs
Like a thunderin' cloud, it's not rock and roll
It's hip hop music, it's got a lot of soul if you learn how to use it
Well, I'm here to tell suckers to go to hell
Others tried to take me down, there the ones who fell
Ignorence, was then there for
Take it a little at a time, don't go for it all at once
Because that's just stupid, it don't make cents
Just relax and move your body don't look so tense
I'm not here to diss nobody, I'm just having some fun
Everlast lasts forever that's why I'm number one so pass it on
With the forty in my fist, brakin' out my list
Of all the suckers I'm out to diss
There's none to match me, or ever catch me off my guard
So they can scratch me off the MC All-Star Team
Everlast is number one, that means I reign supreme
'Cause there ain't no other, listen up brother
Just 'cause I'm white don't mean that I'm another sucker
On the microphone, frontin' and fakin'
Not Mexican, Asian, Black, or Jamaican
Just a sensation made to be Caucassion
Get ready brothers, here comes an invasion
Don't try to stop it, you got a rhyme drop it
You might detect that respects my topic
I won't rush you, but I'll discuss it
Go ahead and pop a shot if you think you can bust it
I'll go on and talk some more, I guarentee you won't be bored
If you get on the floor and go for yours, say that you did it
Get up get out your seat get on the floor and get with it
And listen to the rhyme I like to call mine
I rehearse every verse and soon you will find not one mistake
So don't try to brake and talk about takin out my dope rhymes I make
So pass 'em on
You're going wild for my flowing style
I don't stutter, I utter words
Versitile and entertain with my brain
I always wear a smile and don't front and fake
I run the whole mile, you clap 'cause I snap like a Crockadile
Whether I'm on the stage or in my domecile
I'm not afraid to tell, I'm no joke
You schemin' for my lyrics 'cause you know they're dope
Don't give me nothin', Pour a glass of Rosae
I say soul to your health, then I blow you away
Up the ladder, success I'm climbin'
Feirce like a lion, keepin' ducks tame
Murderin' MC's till none remain, until I'm number one
Shinin' like the sun, with a mic and a host
I'm a run you down, gunnin' down M.C.s and writin' on the wall
I gotta show down if you got the balls, commence is my defense
'Cause you makin' me tense
I make a lot a dollars but I make more cents so pass it on
Pass it on, pass it down the line, I can flow with the best
I go rhyme for rhyme, with a punk claimin' they got talent
Thinkin' they got something but what you don't realize is
Everlast is number one, 'cause Everlast is on a superior level
Go ahead and laugh, call me the devil, I don't care
Yeah my skin is fair but I fill it rhyme for rhyme
Anytime with you or any part of your crew
And when I finish, take a sip of my brew and step off
Clear my throat with a cough and bust a move
To prove that I'm hard not soft with my DJ Bilal my beat will be final
You listen to my beat, you get nourished with wisdom and knowledge
Yeah I went to college and if you get dissed I won't appologize
That's not part of my rise, I go on and on
I go to any length, I like to see the crowd move
When I come on I'm trying to get my message across and pass it on
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Never Missin' A Beat
Everlast Lyrics
Never Missin' A Beat
Listen up, learn, you'll get your turn
I'm sendin this out to all it may concern
The party master Everlast is here
Before we begin I'm gonna make this clear
I take no short cuts, Bilal adds dope cuts
If girls were around I'd grab and grope butts
And if she got a man and he tries to step up
It's ashes to ashes and dust gets swept up
Tryin to step to me, boy, you must be sick
Got a nine in my pocket, takin heads out quick
I make my music loud, my parents proud
There's not an artist alive drawing a better crowd
Than the Everlasting operator droppin a groove
To make you get up and dance while I bust this move
And talk about myself, I don't need a partner
Bilal has the cuts, then I'll help start the
Show, let a lyric flow and you'll know
I make you jump up out your seats, scream and say "ho!"
You fall back down completely exhausted
Once you had the sound, but now it seems you lost it
You're worn out, you can't take no more
Since Everlast and Bilal took control of the floor
So jump out your seat, move your feet cause the beat's complete
I'm never missin a beat
(Never missin a beat) --> George Clinton
There's no need for askin, I'm the Everlastin
My mind is a poll and I'm gonna cast in
The ocean of words and pull out a new rhyme
And if it feels good, then I'll do it two times
Or maybe three, four, or even five times
When I'm done Bilal cuts up my rhyme
He's my partner, not a stand-in
On a 'highway to heaven' just like Mike Landon
And when it comes to battles my boy's a sure win
He's been in more scandals than J.R. Ewing
Busted up more parties than five-o
Whe
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Syndication
(Wait a minute)
Dope new styles of rhyme, not breakin science
Down with the Rhyme Syndicate alliance
You're on the tip but in the crack of a whip
You know the saying about ships and slips with a lip?
You'll be sunk while I be gettin drunk
With the bottle of rose I keep in my trunk, punk
Don't try to get none, know where I'm comin from?
I don't care if you do got a gun
You better step off before I go off
And don't dare bug, riff or show off
Cause then I break hard, you think I'm a fanatic
Speak my rhymes in English, not breakin no mathematics
Cause that's for other people, boy, I ain't got 'em
But in almost every other rhyme I can spot 'em
Get off it, get off the bandwagon
Runnin the same old styles you keep draggin
Everlast is here with rhymes ready to drop
Hey yo, here I go again
I'm the foreman of this rap, this rhyme style construction
You're on the eve of destruction
(Wait a minute)
(Keep on singin, keep on singin) (4x)
Step forward face up, meet the grim reaper
You're aimin for the top as the ladder gets steeper
To my man Divine I send this dedication
To let him know that with his help I got a Syndication
With the dope rhymes I write, the styles I recite
Don't follow this leader, I'm not your guiding light
To the groove I'm smooth like a hit from a buddha
I might smoke an herb but I won't sniff or shoot up
Not hangin with gangs or messin with thugs
Not slingin no caine or dealin no drugs
Cause I'm straight like an arrow, the path I follow is narrow
On the rise Everlast will sore like a sparrow
Through the sky, so don't ask me why
If you're dazed and confused you must be high
So before you try and break make sure that you're sober
Cause I'll snatch your crown, boy, then I'll destroy ya
(Wait a minute)
(Keep on singin, keep on singin) (8x)
To all you new jack MC's writin your rhymes in haste
Get dissed, put out of business, don't it seem like a race?
Face death, your final breath jumpin up in my face
I'm a single not a pair, not a deuce I'm a ace
As you hear the treble clack hear my bass tone kick
Take three out in a snap like a flat hat trick
Everlast is educated, energized for endurance
Properly protected with a 100 g insurance
For my mouth (mouth) (mouth)
Wet my whistle at a party with a Coke and a stout
Take heed duck MC's cause Everlast has the clout
So break north, suckers, the top's why I came
Don't wanna hear beefin, cryin or complainin
From you or any other party or set
The pied piper of rhyme, it's time to pay your debt
Pay the piper, the sniper, who wanna get hyper
On the microphone there's no other type of
MC gettin with the E
Down with Divine and DLC
Def Lyric Creations on radio stations
Everlast reigns supreme and I'm in Syndication
(Wait a minute)
(Keep on singin, keep on singin) (4x)
Hey yo, come here, lend me your ear
Everlast is the name of me and my gear
So get up, get with it, come on, admit it
The rhyme I just spoke, you wish you did it
Like I do and you tried to
But I'd quit while I'm ahead if I were you
But I'm not, I'm givin all I got
Get the girls on the floor, make em hot to trot
For the Caucasian Sensation there's no hesitation
Everlast reigns supreme and I'm in Syndication
(Wait a minute)
(Keep on singin, keep on singin)
(Everlast is here with)
(Rhymes ready to drop)
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What Is This?
This is Everlast X6...Step up while I inject an overdose of intalect
an overload of my vibrations better yet a new sensation I was lost but
then he found me no coruption dissed around me I was taken to a
higher...level of funkdifia where souls of men were burned they were
taught but did not learn about the ricious laws of God who threw the
seeds over the side taken roots and tryin' to grow the process might
be slow please stay with my questionwhat is this X5...[record scratch]
Wha wha what wha what is thi wha what is this? X2...Not speakin' on my
physical, mental or my horror I'm speaking on my soul for the bird
would beat ya whore! There's no such thing as love of your life, it's
the hands of the God so don't treat his ricious laws with blatant
disregard here is what you must do to follow the Lords path here is
what you have to do...do into each of your brothers as you have done
to you this golden rule is all you need and you'll rewarded the man
that don't will pay the price and believe me you can't afford it this
is Everlast what is this? This is Everlast X3 [record scratch] wha
what wha what is is thi this? This is Everlast...This is for the one
two war of over who's god is the right one could it be the black one?
The asian one, or could it be the white one? The answer to the
question isn't contreversal there is only one god and his love is
universal! If you sit in great redemption all you need to do is ask
him then you will be ready for a life that is Everlasting, so take key
to the word's I'm saying rather good book can get hip too! The
teachings of the holy coral because this is Everlast X5...What is
this? X5...WHAT IS THIS? X4...WHO IS THIS? X2...WHAT IS THIS
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Syndicate Soldier
Here we are, my friend.
Once again
Im inclined to rhyme one time.
So wont you lend me your ear?
Cuz its clear
That this here has no pain
If this song was the blues youd be sheddin a tear
Like a baby
Maybe
Is shoulda held back.
Some of you look shocked
I guess you couldnt tell that
I was here to drop knowledge
College is irrelevant
My next move,
To prove Im smooth but still intelligent
Expressing
Lessons with sheer precision
First hear me out then make a decision
On whether everlast knows what time it is.
Does this song belong in the rhyming biz?
Yes, I think so, cuz Im a pioneer
Blazing the trail across a new frontier.
Im growing lengths of growing stregth as I get older.
Cuz Im a syndicate soldier.
All affections left behind,
Theres two more gears to grind.
Before Im through,
Im sure that you will find
A new respect for the rhymes I inject.
Through your eardrum,
Dont play dumb
Just let me get to the point of my address
Unless you feel you cant go.
This song is on the tables to make you dance, so
Get up, and if you dont, leave the premises
Im rula-ku so you can call me a genesis.
Born to perform and please a large crowd
Of people at night and to my right is el-o
The scale is brother,
Known for being treacherous
A sucker made a move and thats the reason
Fletcher was forced to put his head out
He got too close to me,
Two by my side
And thats thats how its supposed to be.
These are my brothers,
And theyve been around me
Since back in the days when the syndicate found me.
They are the people deserving of credit.
List my name, gained fame, and made sure I wouldnt let it
Go to my head
Instead
I keep my feet down
Unlike suckers from the past I beat down.
The fatal mistake was to break on my confidence
Overall, their fall was due to overconfidence.
As we go, the egos
All start acting up
With statements
Of greatness, the rhymes arent backing up.
Talking louder as they get bolder,
But theres no defense
Against a syndicate soldier.
As we reach the final stage,
Something got engaged,
In a conflict,
Thats sick with violent rage.
I gained fame,
From my name, everlast.
How long can this hype about a devil last?
A star was formed, but everyone took it serious.
Now its seems, Im seen as delirious.
Thats okay, Ill stay under rated.
And good things will come to all who have waited.
For the brother of a lighter skin to begin
Droppin knowledge with weight,
Cuz you rate paper thins.
Science is one thing, knowledge is another.
What do I mean when I say that Im a brother?
Being a brother is a state of mind
For all those who chose to remain unblind.
Growing wisdom as I get older.
Thats right Im white and Im a syndicate soldier
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Pass That Dutch
>[Intro]
Listen up everyone! we have been just informed
That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs
Symptoms have been said to be - heaving breathing
Wild dancing, coughing
So when you hear the sound - WHO-DI-WHOOOO!
Run for cover..
WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh!
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah)
Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
[Verse 1]
Misdemeanor on the floor, pretty boy here I come
Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something
I can take your man I don't have to sex em
Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!)
I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on
Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run
Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin
Hypnotic to get my drink (that's right!)
Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!)
Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!)
Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
[Chorus]
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!)
Shake-shake shake ya stuff ladies!
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!)
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pass that dutch, pass that dutch
Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!)
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
[Verse 2]
Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump
This beat here will make you boomp, boomp, jump
If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on
Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn
Oh my God, show em I'm large
Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam
I am the bomb from New York to Milan
And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm'
(Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm
Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed"
I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw
I'm live on stage, c'mon and give me some applause [applause]
"Thank you! oh thank you, you all are so wonderful!"
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
Listen up, you have five seconds to catch your breath
Five - four - three - two - one [alarm rings]
[Verse 3]
Pop that, pop that, make that money
Just keep it going, like the Energizer Bunny
Shake that, shake that, move it all around
Spank that, yank that, dutch back now
Freak him, freak her, whatever ya choice
Didn't come to judge, I came to get ya moist
Scream - (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOO!) now my voice is lost
Can I get a ride on the white horse? [horse neighing]
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Pop that
Pass tha dutch baby!
Jiggle that fat
Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
song performed by by Missy Elliott
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Pass The Dutch
[Intro]
Listen up everyone! we have been just informed That there's an unknown virus that's attacking all clubs Symptoms have been said to be - heaving breathing Wild dancing, coughing So when you hear the sound - WHO-DI-WHOOOO! Run for cover.. WOOOOOO! Ahh daddy! Ooooo! Ah! oh, ooh! Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ooh) Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) Pass that dutch (ah), pass that dutch (ah) Pass that dutch (whoo), pass that dutch
[Verse 1]
Misdemeanor on the flow, pretty boy here I come Pumps in the bunk make you wanna hurt something I can take your man I don't have to sex em Hang em out the window call me Micheal Jackson (hehehee!) I'm a pain in your rectum, I am that bitch y'all slept on Heavy hitter, rhyme spitter, call me Re-Run Hey hey hey, I'm what's happ'nin Now to get my drink (that's right!) Shake ya ass till it stink (that's right!) Mr. Mos' on the beat (that's right!) Put it down for the streets (that's right!)
[Chorus]
(WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch, pass that dutch Come on pass the dutch baby! (ahh!) Shake-shake shake ya stuff baby! (WHO-DI-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO!) Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pass that dutch, pass that dutch Pop that, pop that, jiggle that fat (ahh!) Don't stop, get it till ya clothes get wet
[Verse 2]
Number one - drums go bump, bump, bump This beat here will make you hoomp, boomp, jump If you's a fat one, put your clothes back on Before you start putting pot holes in my lawn Oh my God, show em I'm large Shove my beat up, attack like my name was Saddam I am the bomb from New York to Milan And I can write a song sicker than Jeffrey Dahm' (Woop woop!) Don't touch my car alarm Break in my car you will hear "Viper Armed" I've been a superstar since Daddy Kane was raw I'm live
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One, Two (feat. Kurupt)
EVERLAST]
Yeah, yeah, two-thousand, zero, zero
The party just started, ha-ha, ha-ha
Everlast, Kurupt, goes somethin' like this
CHROUS:
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do
[EVERLAST]
Sticker man tryin' to feed his baby
Drug dealer tryin' to raise his son
Every pimp gotta dress his lady
Come on now you ain't the only one
CHORUS
[KURUPT]
Now this is the combination of intervention
That just might open up a new dimension
I can tell, the well, just might run dry
Loss some tension of thoughts, modify and simplify
CHORUS
[KURUPT]
I said life, blast, present to the past
Hard rapper the war path
War path Kurupt young Goddie
Incredibly clever, mack auther with Everlast it's true
Do what you wanna do, one, two
[EVERLAST]
Mary Jane wanna run smoke reefer
Little Ricky's out sniffin' rock
Cynthia, she's at the disco coked out
Doesn't matter what drugs you on
CHORUS
[KURUPT]
Game, growth, life by oath
The gifted, different with toast
Talent, the mellowdramatic
??? life in silence but this here's mine
Crystal clear ???
CHORUS
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Why Do You Think They Call It Dope?
Warning, MC's stand back
You better take a chill and observe the skill
of the man who can, so understand god damn
I got a masterpiece a master plan and a brand new
way to attack the wack cut 'em down to size
to realize LL's back
Don't sleep I'm too sweet to repeat a beat
a lyric or rhyme I wouldn't waste your time
with weak words, that's for nerds, you never heard a rhyme
So you deserve a line rougher than rough enough is enough
I'm, gonna slaughter choke ya smoke ya like a sauna
You don't really wanna
But if you wanna battle on here's a lesson: stop 'fessin
I'm a lethal weapon, you better get to steppin
off the stage, and outta my face
You're too light ?? save the bass
Why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you why do you think they call it dope?
It seems like people-'ll never understand
On the microphone I'm not your average man
I cool out sometimes, I save my best rhymes
and then the toy boy thinks that he can come and get mine
Let your friends gas him up, talk trash and make bets
then gets played like those kids who tried to rob Goetz
You don't know what I'm sayin? Yo check it
Give me any microphone and god damnit I'll wreck it!
I'm coldblooded I'm about to mutilate
Last year before I left I told you to wait
But you couldn't stay loyal started goin astray
Thinkin Tom, Dick, and Harry can mess with Cool J
Is you crazy? I'm boomin, got the talent of two men
The stamina and skill in battle to kill a few men
The heart of a lion, the loyalty of a soldier
I wreck your whole mob then tell ya I told ya!
Why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you why do you think they call it dope?
Cause I don't jab around you, I come inside
Bob and weave, deceive until you get tongue tied
Brawl for all give a lyrical display
and next time you know better than to get in my way
"Yo whassup wit LL?
Will he ever make another 'Rock the Bells'?"
Yo brothers is comin up, "I think he's fallin off
I don't think he's still 'hard as hell'"
See, this is the attitude, of ignorant ones
cause they don't know, all them MC'sll get done
One or two might say, "Yo L'll be back"
but the rest they be suckin on SUGAR SMACKS
Talkin that crap about who's better than me
You think so? Just let a MC
make me mad enough, to really wanna battle
I put a L on his ass like he was cattle!
Why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you why do you think they call it dope?
Just cause I make a love song, or say a simple rhyme
"Boom, move over L, it's Miller Time"
I don't know whether to laugh, get ill or get wild
Cause brothers don't realize, I got so many styles
like triplin up the words, confusin all the nerds
Heard put my sights on mics and ?? flippin above the word
to the mother, no other
MC brother, can mess with Ladies Lover
I'm original, I'm bright under color
And when I get on the mic, yo I burn rubber
Can't stand criticism, give 'em an exorcism
Been rockin for years, now I have wisdom
The way I'm kickin the lines you can hear my tongue twist
and it'll have your neck spinnin like you're spineless
I'm pickin 'em up, throwin 'em down
Hypin 'em up and slowin 'em down
All of these words with only one tongue
Shakin 'em up and then bakin 'em up
Smash boom bash scrapin 'em up
Now you thought that was hard, I just begun
Cause I'm a roll on the microphone
And take control just like Al Capone
I'm notorious, you're foolish if you sleep on me
Cause I'm too slick to let a rapper get sweet on me
Try to make a move for my heavyweight belt
You get played like the Wizard of Oz witch, you melt
Yo I'm crazy dope, with super hype lines
and a lot of hype lines make one dope rhyme
Why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you why do you think they call it dope?
Cause that's what it is
Why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you why do you think they call it dope?
Why do you think they call it dope?
[cutting and scratching "Straight from Queens" to the end]
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On The Edge
Everlast Lyrics
On The Edge
I'll assure you and ensure you you're the one I love
All the Gods up in heaven sent you from above
Sent you down to Earth just to make me smile
Don't you know you're the only thing that's worth while
In my life, be my wife, don't turn me down
You're the best, so say yes and I will never frown
You know you got me on the edge of happiness and despair
Doesn't matter if I slip cause I know you're there
To catch my fall, all in all I'm havin a ball
Whether we're dancin and romancin or leanin on the wall
When I'm with you, girl, I could never be bored
You're so fine and you're mine yes, I thank the Lord
Every minute of the hour, all hours of the day
There's one thing I been dyin to say
I love you
You got me on the edge (2x)
We met by chance, I walked in when you were workin
I gave you a glace, advanced and caught you smirkin
At me, the E-v-e, you know the rest
I asked you for your number and began my quest
To conquer your heart, body, soul and mind
You came around and I found that you were one of my kind
So I laid the same old drag, whispered in your ear
But that didn't work and I started to fear
That you might be too much woman for Everlast to handle
In my eyes no girl could hold a candle to you
I was confused - hey yo, what's my next move?
My boys said, "Relax E, and act real smooth"
But that approach wasn't workin and I realized
That this girl was really different
That scared me a little but it also intrigued me
I wanted to know if you were serious, not tryin to lead me
On, so I confronted you and asked you the time
You said you felt the same way for me and that you'd be mine
Forever
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Somebody Dance With Me (2002)
I'm back again on a higher stage
Listen to the party beat and get in range
cause you know when I flow and I show you so
Which way is better which way you got to go
To make a fun house party all night
You gotta check this out yo da ya di
It's a party over there with glamour and glares
So dance and move you - pump that body
Move your body up and down
Side to side - it's party time
Yeah that's right were dancing tonight
To the sun is coming up and the sky is all bright
Were coming to the end like your understand
That I'm a party man do the best I can
To make you laugh again - now I'm out of the scene
I've got this feeling
Somebody dance with me, somebody dance with me
I've got this feeling
Somebody dance with me, somebody dance with me
Another time anoter place
Another rhyme done for every race
In your case i'm getting rough
I'm not going to stop until you get enough
'Cause you groove back and bobo is back
And you see it yourself it's like a heartattack
My rhymes - combination - infiltration situation all over the nation
Like round and round upside down
Living my life till your feet are on the ground
Then put your hands up in the air
And waving like you just don't care
And if you're ready to rock then rock with me
Somebody say oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah auuuu
Now it's just the time I think you with it
So make some room and space just to hit it
Move, move that body
A didely didely dae yeah we make the party
To the B to the O to the B to the O
Wanna rock your body wanna rock your soul
When I never ever said I do it better
I just know the time - yes I'm clever.
The way you had expected
We're having for the end
Party that was another story
For the party man and his clan
So they will come again
Show and improve you, it's not the end
It's a jam session
My profession
A truly hard yeah one an obsession
But the joke is over you know what I mean
The party is gone and I'm out of the scene
Wow
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Where Do We Go From Here (interlude)
They finally did it (what's that?)
They stole the mic I grip
Now that it's gone (what's wrong?)
I'm feelin tired and sick (How did they do it?)
I don't know I wasn't sleepin that long
When I woke up (what happened brother?)
My microphone was gone
At first i panicked (how?) I put the cops on the case
But they were stuck (damm?) Without a clue or a trace
So sure as smokin cigarettes is bad for your health
If I want my microphone back I'll find it myself
So I picked up the phone (for what?)
I called Dizzy
Dizzy: what's up?
My mic is gone
Dizzy: Word?
Let's get busy
Before I could tell Dizzy What I wanted to do
He was over at my house with the TMS crew
He said
Dizzy: Word is out in every mouth
In the street now that your mic is gone
It's not long until your beat
And then it hit me (Damm)
I got a battle at six
Without my microphone I'm guaranteed to get whipped
You might think it's unbelivable but word to the strength
when it comes to rockin rhymes I'm a musical nymph
They gave me other mics but yo it wasn't no use
I tried to rock One two one two
But I couldn't get loose I said forget it
My microphone or not I gotta do it
Give it all that I go (What if u loose?) It be the first time I lost
But if I beat em I'll finally prove I'm the boss
I grabbed my leather jacket Walked through the streets
Suckers was hopin and preyin Strictly Dope would get beat
I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight
Yo I was confident that I'd win
To hell with the mic
I hopped up to the stage Dizzy started the beat
suckers shivered cause he Tasted defeat
Then I signaled to Dizzy Bust a rhyme of
song performed by by 2 Pac
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One, Two
Feat. kurupt
(everlast)
Yeah, yeah, two-thousand, zero, zero
The party just started, ha-ha, ha-ha
Everlast, kurupt, goes somethin like this
(chorus)
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
(everlast)
Sticker man tryin to feed his baby
Drug dealer tryin to raise his son
Every pimp gotta dress his lady
Come on now you aint the only one
(chorus)
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
(kurupt)
Now this is the combination of intervention
That just might open up a new dimension
I can tell, the well, just might run dry
Loss some tension of thoughts, modify and simplify
(chorus)
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
(kurupt)
I said life, blast, present to the past
Hard rapper the war path
War path kurupt young goddie
Incredibly clever, mack auther with everlast its true
Do what you wanna do, one, two
(everlast)
Mary jane wanna run smoke reefer
Little rickys out sniffin rock
Cynthia, shes at the disco coked out
Doesnt matter what drugs you on
(chorus)
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
(kurupt)
Game, growth, life by oath
The gifted, different with toast
Talent, the mellowdramatic
? ? ? life in silence but this heres mine
Crystal clear ? ? ?
(chorus)
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good lord knows just what youve been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometimes youre just doing what youve got to do
song performed by by Everlast
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One Two, One Two
[kool keith]
One two one two, one two one two
One two one two, one two one two!
One two one two, one two one two!
I just step and i rap rap
Move and you clap clap
Dance and wiggle, and little feets go tap tap
Over and switch switch, change my pitch pitch
You can get down down, rock with my sound sound
As i rock freak a rhyme, blow up the town town
Mc's in the back, double trouble can learn learn
As i start to burn burn, mc's wait your turn turn
Look at me black black, don't come to me wack wack
I chew em like gum, eat your crew like a snack pack
Walk and i flex flex, check and i stop stop
Beat em on down down, suckers i rock rock
Cling on, swing on, walk and you step step
Pick up your pep pep, build up my rep rep
Move and get smacked smacked, i'm tellin you black black
I told you again, i'm clockin fat knots
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk" -- cypress hill)
One two one two, one two one two
One two one two, one two one two
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk")
One two one two, one two one two
Continue i flow flow, not stiff and i blow blow
X'll get raw raw, and travel on tour tour
Mc's they get crushed crushed, stomped in the dust dust
Mack-10 tec, every rhyme goes bust bust
Out on the west west, facing your chest chest
Let me go rock rock, people just clock clock
Girls they wet, damp panties and jock jock
Move and i swing swing, to riker's and sing-sing
Knock on your brain, picture bell go ding ding
Mc's that flow flow, i think they all so-so
Like g.i., g.i., kiddie toy named joe joe
Rappers are doodoo doodoo, deep as a voodoo voodoo
Come and don't play play, watch what i say say
Pick up your mic, i'm clockin fat knots
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk")
One two one two, one two one two
One two one two, one two one two
X'll get wreck wreck, breakin your neck neck
Your brain is the seed, like a bird i go peck peck
Don't call me no jeff-jeff, keith no sweat sweat
You can be dog dog, cat and my pet pet
As i go woo woo, yo b i'm so smooth smooth
Rhymin like wild bill, strong and i feel feel
Suckers ain't jack jack, jumpin on zapp zapp
Thinkin they funk funk, soft and they punk punk
Like they in jail jail, soft and they swing soft
But i gotta dip dip, you stay off my tip tip
(why?) inside hermin's head, i'm clockin fat knots
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk")
One two one two
One two one two, one two one two
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk")
One two one two, one two one two
One two one two, one two one two
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk")
One two one two, one two one two
One two one two, one two one two
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk")
("i'm the freaker, the one who freaks the funk")
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Queen Of Royal Badness
Let me remind you on how to unwind your body
So dance and shake and just keep in step
Understand, draw a clear picture
What Im gonna hit you with is truly def
These are the words of a queen of a queendom
All competitors, I simply cream them
One by one, I dust a rush them all
If you have any more, bring them
To the front so they can sho me what they got
What they got, it better be hot
Cause if its not, Ill simply knock them out the box
And theyll be put in a spot
The style I use will surely amuse
The party people to a state of gladness
What I mean is Im on the scene
Im the queen of royal badness
Well its the lah, t-i-f-a-h
While I say my rhyme, mark creates
The direct hi-tech sound of the dope noise
The bass will pound, I hope girls, I hope boys
Understand what Im quoting, Im not joking
Or freaking, this is a queen speaking
Wis words, when Im done I leave your eyes blurred
When you address me, address me as your highness
One of hip-hops finest
You see, I can flow on tempo, off tempo
It makes me no difference
So play that beat, play it, kick it, watch me
Flip it, with dope lyrics, you want to hear it?
Observe my ways and actions, I grab the mic
And draw attractions
To the table, Im a hit you at all angles
Those who think I caught a fit, I strangled them
The result with a pen and a pad
Gets mean, see Im the queen of royal badness
I cant wait until the party is jam-packed
When I start to drop it, the people say damn, black
The queen is hyped up, awesome and deadly
If you dont dance, grab a chair and plex, b
Composures kept, blows are thrown in death, hard as hell
Guard as well as you can or step
Off the premisis, in one minute its
Going to explode in a style thats limitless
Make your first move, dont let it be your worst move
Cause if you do, youll be a hurt fool
Keep your mouth shut to those that shout and cuss
Its no doubt that I got clout and Ill bust
Literature that flows like liquid
Some cant comprehend the way I kicked it
So dont say nothing
Just listen up, follow instructions
Rhyme, shake, slide, and dance like lat said
When Im on stage I sold rage and drop heads
Ambidextrous, skilled with both hands
Teaching a lesson, ready to throw jams
Latifah loves to rip up the scenery
Its nothing special, just a queen to me
So do the knowledge, see if you can catch this
You know what I mean, its the queen of royal badness
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Make It Funky
(make it funky)
So the people can get down to the funky sound
Cause my crew dont mess around
(make it funky)
So the girls can get busy,dog the dance floor
Make the guys get dizzy
(make it funky)
Totally def as evil e guts the records and the beat is kept
(make it funky)
Stupid fly,its got to the f-u-n-k why?
So that you can get loose as I produce sounds hard as the deuce
Manipulate the bass gain give the levels a boost
The lyric layer rhyme sayer,born to be player
If politics were my kick then Id be your mayor
Governator,senator,Im your mentor
Rap rhythm is erratic,time is four, four
Im the microphone scholar,clockin long dollars
Here to make the place funky while the fly girls holler
Genius vocalist,rhyme style priceless
Pound of gold around my neck,mic in my first
The microphone virtuoso crazy insane Im loco
With the speed to exceed,make other mcs look slow mo
Un-lease release words mean as a beast
I eat mcs for lunch and dinner,i can serve for a feast
Their rhymes are elementary,mine deserve a ph d
This beat is f-u-n-key my name is ice t
Make it funky
Undoubtedly you recognize this jam is the ultimate cut
Uncontrollably you motivate and move your butt
Its rough the beat is gangsterous,call it tough
If youre dissn stop frontin,come on whats up?
Complicated voice gymnastics are all in your face
Vegas got my highs,e.vs got control my bass
My break is comin get busy no time ta waste
Nows the time do body work heres the place
Make it funky
Make it funky enough so the tracks lay tough
cause Im tossin it up and the ice dont bluff
The girl charmer toy harmer,juice strong as armor
When I stand upon the stage you could call it melodrama
Intense suspense my voice emcee
I wouldnt have you come and see me under false pretense
The girlies do be wildnas Im profilin
Limos lined around the block for about a milena half
Autographs the list goes on
If you forgot it make it funky is the name of this song
Stupid dope and you know it,it rates a ten
You pray my dj cuts the records so it starts again
cause I can keep the mic cookin for an entire month
My rhymes are always hard hittin I dont know how to bunt
My dj cuts like a laser e-v-i-l-e
Put your finger on the records
Make it,make it funky
Make it funky
song performed by by Ice T
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Prince Paul
Hey yo, what up Everlast ?
This is Prince Paul, man.
Yo, I ran into Trev on the street from Nasty and he said you're doing this dope Celtic rock album.
So I was like, "yo, that's my style...
That's what I do".
You know I got beats from back in the days.
So I'm like, yo, why don't I give you a call 'cause yo, 'cause you know I got that ill like, you know...
You know somethin' like "Jump Around" but it's more on that like old lucky charm style type, you know.
In other words yo, just yo, give a brotha some work.
You know what I mean ?
It's like I got beats man...
Dante got some beats, but I got beats !
Because yo, I've been doin' it for awhile.
So yo, I got the joint.
Call me...You got my number,
I got it. I know what you need...
I know what you need, man.
I know you got dough.
Give me a buzz, peace
song performed by by Everlast
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Case Of The Misplaced Mic
They finally did it (whats that? ) they stole the mic I grip
Now that its gone (whats wrong? ) Im feelin tired and sick
(how did they do it? ) I dont know I wasnt sleepin that long
When I woke up (what happened brother? )
My microphone was gone
At first I panicked (how? ) I put the cops on the case
But they were stuck (damm? ) without a clue or a trace
So sure as smokin cigarettes is bad for your health
If I want my microphone back Ill find it myself
So I picked up the phone (for what? )
I called dizzy
Dizzy: whats up?
My mic is gone
Dizzy: word?
Lets get busy
Before I could tell dizzy what I wanted to do
He was over at my house with the tms crew
He said
Dizzy: word is out in every mouth
In the street now that your mic is gone
Its not long yill your beatand then it hit me (damm)
I got a battle at six
Without my microphone Im guaranteed to get whipped
U might think its unbelivable but word to the strenght
When it comes to rockin rhymes Im a musical nymph
They gave me other mics but yo it wasnt no use
I tried to rock one two one two
But I couldnt get loose I said forget it
My microphone or not I gotta do it
Give it all that I go (what if u loose? ) it be the first time I lost
But if I beat em Ill finally prove Im the boss
I grabbed my leather jacket walked through the streets
Suckers was hopin and preyin strictly dope would get beat
I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight
Yo I was confident that Id win
To hell with the mic
I hopped up to the stage dizzy started the beat
Suckers shivered cause he tasted defeat
Then I signaled to dizzy bust a rhyme off my head
Perpetrator fell back (huh? ) and then he was dead
I was happy as hell cause I was lucky that nite
Put my hand in my pocket and there was my mic
The case of the misplaced mic
Strictly dope in the house
song performed by by 2 Pac
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Latifahs Law
Alright listen, Im back again cause thats what you required of
Me steady rhyming, and Im so sick and tired of
Being forced to put suckers in their place
You make me mad enough to punch you in the face
But Im not trying, so never sound like I dont bone to pick with you
Show and prove that you can stand on your own two
I speak the poetry, dissing those who keep on quoting me
Try to play me, cease it, you dont know me
So smile in my face, behind my back take a line or two
Im not an idiot, so who you think you lying to?
Queen latifahs here to lay the law down
So speed it up or shake it around because its a showdown
The 45 king is arising, suprising, hypnotising star, hes up to par
So I hope youve prepared yourself for what youre in for
This is latifahs law
Bmws and gold rope chains dont impress me
Or get you closer to the point you can undress me
Get skeezed, you nose will bleed, thats how they live life
Prepare to feel the wrath of the giver of all life
Fire and desire make you go a little higher
When I grab the wire of the mic
And get hype, Im sorry you sound dot
Cause I roll like the homicide squad
You must be broke and, hoping that Im soft but Im dope and
Left you in the litter to consider coping with
Life, its trife yeah, but these things happen
You need to make it better, stop trying to be the mack again
Get a grip on the african way
Cause theres a sucker born every day
Crimes the way for you to see what the queen saw
And this is latifahs law
Now dj mark made up a beat that he can bring you
And I of course supply the rhyme that you can swing to
The flavor unit keeps all, and keeps a way to band
And slides keep the hardcore fall, cause Im heavy-handed
Whip out a .45 caliber pen and begin
A funky message from beginning to end
Peace be to africa, cant forget my other land
Wont fulfill my heart unless I speak about the motherland
You say youre living right, but we know its nonsense
In case you forgot, just check your conscience
At showtime, I blow lines, you dont get yours, I get mine
Your showtimes, you behind, the queen latifah divine
Rule number one: dont step across the line that I drew
Number two: dont take credit for something that you didnt do
Number three: check your heart, every man has a call
Its time for me to go, but Ill be back, yall
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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The Sound Of The Crowd
Put your hand in a party wave
Pass around
Make a shroud pulling combs through a backwash frame
Find the copies in a carbon mount
Pass around
Stroke a pocket with a print of a laughing sound
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
The shades from a pencil peer
Pass around
A fold in an eyelid brushed with fear
The lines on a compact guide
Pass around
A hat with alignment worn insde
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
Get in line now
Get in line now
Stay in time with the rhythm and rhyme
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
Get around town
Get around town
Where the people look good
Where the music is loud
Get around town
No need to stand proud
Add your voice to the sound of the crowd
song performed by by Human League
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This Ones For Me
Yo yo whassup ice man you look upset brother
Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man
But I dont know if I should put it on this record, yaknahmsayin?
Man go ahead and kick it man
Let the people know whats happenin man
You know brothers out there sellin out man
Why they goin out like that man?
Yo, sellin out like it aint nothin man
I aint with it
[ice-t]
Dig it, Im just a brother from l.a.
South central, I live life the fly way
Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game
Infamy got dumped for fame
Now Im known and respect as creator of the crime rhyme;
But my lyrics are deeper
Because Im the one that makes you think before make a move
I wrote pusher, high rollers, and colors just to prove
That I could kick game, and drop knowledge at the same time
But one l.a. station wouldnt play my records one time
Im tryin to save my community
But these bourgeoise blacks keep on doggin me
They dont care about violence, drugs and gangs
Kjlh, you aint about nuttin
You just a bunch of punk bourgeoise black suckers
And this ones for me
You wont play no public enemy
You aint playin no boogie down productions
You aint tryin to represent the black community
You just carin about your little ol r&b +bull+
You play all day and night
I represent los angeles all over the united states
And you aint did nuttin for me
Think about it
Hold up, I aint finished on the diss tip
Theres a few more punks that I got to rip
All you chump mcs who sell out quick
When p.e. was on the top, you rode the tip
But now they got problems and you suckers run
Whos chucks real friends, does he really have one?
You yell p.e. this, p.e. that
Fist in the air, proud to be black
Now they got static and you run like punks
I havent heard an mc stand up for him once
Maybe you suckers are just hopin that they fall off
So you can fill their shoes, nope sorry boss
Thats what the matter with black people anyway
We aint down with nothin, I dont care what you say
Yell or lie, dont even bother
How low will a brother go for a dollar?
Public enemy broke a new rap age
And now you rappers aint got nuttin to say?
Yo its their problem griff shouldnta said it
E wheres my pistol? (yo Ill go get it)
Cause its time for me to enforce some discipline
Are you down or not, are you out or in?
Chuck flav and griff are my true friends
I got their backs if it means my career ends
All you so-called down mcs with public enemy
I aint heard nobody out there, tryin to help my man out
Youknowhatimsayin? griff is my man, I dont care what he said
Youknowhatimsayin? and I aint gon let them go out like that
Youknowhatimsayin? chuck, ice got your back
Anybody out there got problems with public enemy, come talk to me
Once again, Im back in the diss mode
I gotta speak my mind, its time to unload
On this so-called government weve got
If I lied like them, I think Id get shot
They sell drugs to kids and say its us
And when the cops are crooks, who can you trust?
You only see young brothers in a drug bust
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
My homey got a year for an ounce of weed
While bush sells weapons to the enemy
You gotta be stone blind not to see
Our government is honest! nigga, please
Cocaine cant be made in the united states
Kickin facts like this our government hates
The young kids on the streets aint the enemy
Theyre just ghetto youth after money
They sell drugs, but who sells drugs to them?
Try the c.i.a. my friend
Or the f.b.i. or even bush
Somebodys gettin rich, damn sure aint us
Were just killin ourselves while others laugh
Look at the street, its a cocaine bloodbath
We gotta realize dope is pure death
Mess with drugs, youre breathin your last breath
Sellin drugs is straight up genocide
Theyre gonna laugh, while we all die
Sittin up there thinkin youre makin that money
Hustlin and all that, youre killin your brothers
Youknowhatimsayin? you just stupid, straight up stupid
Puttin dope into your body - cmon, youknowhatimsayin?
You gotta get somethin goin out there
Get some brains, youknowhatimsayin?
We are just playin ourselves cold out of the pocket
This ones for me, I make records for you
But this cut I straight out had to do
Theres topics in my mind I have to break
Cause so many of you out there are so damn fake
If ya aint know theyre no-one, cutthroats
Backstabbers, scheamin for banknotes
And all of you out there know what Im talkin bout
If you claim youre down then never sell-out
Never sell out, youknowhatimsayin?
You gotta stay down for yours
You know I want it, sure as Im ice-t
I make records for you, but this ones for me
You know what Im talkin bout out there
Theres ways to sell out left and right
But you aint got to do that
Theres things more important than money
Im talkin bout pride, Im talkin bout dignity
You got it out there
All you got to do is stand on your own two feet
Dont go out like no sucker
Stay down, youknowhatimsayin?
Peace
song performed by by Ice T
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