| I’m here to uplift, I don’t bug, I don’t drift
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| Away from my subjects, not even if
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| My music stops or my beat is gone
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| I’m just here to express myself and pass it on
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| (So funky)
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| Speakin much words of wisdom, Everlast has the jism
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| So sit back, relax, kick up your feet and listen
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| To E cause that’s me, no others can be
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| Half as fine, I blow your mind with an m-i-c
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| Get off the tip quick, boy, you’re makin me sick
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| No other partner could be smarter than my man Kool Nick
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| Understand, he’s my man with the plan
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| We come to parties with the posse just to gain some fans
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| The posse is strong, the lines are long
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| People flockin to my shows just to hear a song
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| Like this, it’s not a diss, it’s a mouthful of bliss
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| Throw your hands in the air and blow me a kiss
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| From the crowd cause I’m proud, I say my name loud
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| Everlast pounds sounds like a thundering cloud
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| It’s not rock 'n roll, it’s hip-hop music
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| It’s got a lot of soul if you learn how to use it
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| Well, I’m here to tell suckers go to hell
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| Others tried to take me down but they’re the ones who fell
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| Ignorance was their downfall
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| Take it a little at a time, don’t go for it all
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| At once cause that’s stupid, it don’t make sense
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| Just relax and move your body, don’t look so tense
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| I’m not here to diss nobody, I’m just havin some fun
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| Everlast last forever, that’s why I’m number one
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| So pass it on
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| With a forty in my fist breakin out my list
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| Of all the suckers I’m cold about to diss
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| There’s none to match me or even catch me
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| Off my guard, so that they can scratch me
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| Off the MC all-star team
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| Everlast is number one, that means I reign supreme
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| Cause there ain’t no others, listen up brothers
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| Just because I’m white don’t mean that I’m another
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| Sucker on the microphone frontin and fakin
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| Not Mexican, Asian, black or Jamaican
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| Just a sensation made to be caucasian
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| Get ready brothers, here comes an invasion
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| Don’t try to stop it, you got a rhyme? |
| Drop it
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| You might detect that respect’s my topic
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| I won’t rush it but I’ll discuss it
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| Go ahead and pop your shot if you think that you can bust it
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| But I’ma go on, I’m gonna talk some more
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| I guarantee you won’t be bored if you get on the floor
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| And go for yours and say that you get it
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| Get up, get out your seats, get on the floor and get with it
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| And listen to the rhyme I like to call mine
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| I re-rehearsed every verse and soon you will find
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| Not one mistake, so don’t try to break
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| Or talk about takin out the dope rhymes I make
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| Just pass em on
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| You’re goin wild for my flow and style
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| I don’t stutter, I utter words versatile
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| I’m entertainin with my brain and always wearin a smile
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| I don’t front, I don’t fake, I run the whole mile
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| You clap cause my snap is like a crocodile
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| Whether I’m on stage or in my domicile
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| I’m not fiendin, I don’t smoke, I tell you I’m no joke
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| You’re schemin for my lyrics cause you know I did dope
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| Don’t give me no Mo’t, pour me a glass of rose
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| And I’ll say 'skal' to your health and then I’ll blow you away
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| Not Simple Simon on the (?) just rhymin from Long Island
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| The rungs on the ladder of success I’m climbin
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| Fierce like a lion keepin ducks tame
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| Murderin two-bit MC’s until none remain
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| Cold gettin dumb, I’m number one shinin like the sun
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| With a mic in my holster and I’m on the run
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| Gunnin down MC’s and writin on the walls
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| I’m ready for a showdown if you got the balls
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| Commence, face my offense cause you’re makin me tense
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| I make a lotta dollars but I make more sense
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| So pass it on
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| Pass it on, pass it down the line
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| I can throw with the best and go rhyme for rhyme
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| With any sucker claimin talent, thinkin that he got some
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| But what you do not realize is Everlast is number one
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| Cause Everlast is on a superior level
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| Go ahead and laugh, call me a devil
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| I won’t care, yeah, my skin is fair
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| But I still go rhyme for rhyme anytime or -where
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| With you or any party or crew
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| And when I finished you’re diminished, take a sip of my brew
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| And step off, clear my throat with a cough
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| And bust a move to show and prove that I’m hard not soft
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| And with my DJ Bilal my beat will be furnished
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| You find with my rhyme your mind will be nourished
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| With wisdom and knowledge, yeah, I went to college
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| And if you get dissed I won’t apolog-
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| Ize, cause that’s a part of my rise
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| And I go on and on, I go to any length
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| Just to show that when I throw my rhymes on the strength
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| I like to see the crowd movin when I come on
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| I’m just tryin to get my message across and pass it on |