Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pass It On, artist - Everlast. Album song Forever Everlasting, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.03.1990
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Pass It On |
I’m here to uplift, I don’t bug, I don’t drift |
Away from my subjects, not even if |
My music stops or my beat is gone |
I’m just here to express myself and pass it on |
(So funky) |
Speakin much words of wisdom, Everlast has the jism |
So sit back, relax, kick up your feet and listen |
To E cause that’s me, no others can be |
Half as fine, I blow your mind with an m-i-c |
Get off the tip quick, boy, you’re makin me sick |
No other partner could be smarter than my man Kool Nick |
Understand, he’s my man with the plan |
We come to parties with the posse just to gain some fans |
The posse is strong, the lines are long |
People flockin to my shows just to hear a song |
Like this, it’s not a diss, it’s a mouthful of bliss |
Throw your hands in the air and blow me a kiss |
From the crowd cause I’m proud, I say my name loud |
Everlast pounds sounds like a thundering cloud |
It’s not rock 'n 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 go to hell |
Others tried to take me down but they’re the ones who fell |
Ignorance was their downfall |
Take it a little at a time, don’t go for it all |
At once cause that’s stupid, it don’t make sense |
Just relax and move your body, don’t look so tense |
I’m not here to diss nobody, I’m just havin some fun |
Everlast last forever, that’s why I’m number one |
So pass it on |
With a forty in my fist breakin out my list |
Of all the suckers I’m cold about to diss |
There’s none to match me or even catch me |
Off my guard, so that they can scratch me |
Off the MC all-star team |
Everlast is number one, that means I reign supreme |
Cause there ain’t no others, listen up brothers |
Just because 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 caucasian |
Get ready brothers, here comes an invasion |
Don’t try to stop it, you got a rhyme? |
Drop it |
You might detect that respect’s my topic |
I won’t rush it but I’ll discuss it |
Go ahead and pop your shot if you think that you can bust it |
But I’ma go on, I’m gonna talk some more |
I guarantee you won’t be bored if you get on the floor |
And go for yours and say that you get it |
Get up, get out your seats, get on the floor and get with it |
And listen to the rhyme I like to call mine |
I re-rehearsed every verse and soon you will find |
Not one mistake, so don’t try to break |
Or talk about takin out the dope rhymes I make |
Just pass em on |
You’re goin wild for my flow and style |
I don’t stutter, I utter words versatile |
I’m entertainin with my brain and always wearin a smile |
I don’t front, I don’t fake, I run the whole mile |
You clap cause my snap is like a crocodile |
Whether I’m on stage or in my domicile |
I’m not fiendin, I don’t smoke, I tell you I’m no joke |
You’re schemin for my lyrics cause you know I did dope |
Don’t give me no Mo’t, pour me a glass of rose |
And I’ll say 'skal' to your health and then I’ll blow you away |
Not Simple Simon on the (?) just rhymin from Long Island |
The rungs on the ladder of success I’m climbin |
Fierce like a lion keepin ducks tame |
Murderin two-bit MC’s until none remain |
Cold gettin dumb, I’m number one shinin like the sun |
With a mic in my holster and I’m on the run |
Gunnin down MC’s and writin on the walls |
I’m ready for a showdown if you got the balls |
Commence, face my offense cause you’re makin me tense |
I make a lotta dollars but I make more sense |
So pass it on |
Pass it on, pass it down the line |
I can throw with the best and go rhyme for rhyme |
With any sucker claimin talent, thinkin that he got some |
But what you do not realize is Everlast is number one |
Cause Everlast is on a superior level |
Go ahead and laugh, call me a devil |
I won’t care, yeah, my skin is fair |
But I still go rhyme for rhyme anytime or -where |
With you or any party or crew |
And when I finished you’re diminished, take a sip of my brew |
And step off, clear my throat with a cough |
And bust a move to show and prove that I’m hard not soft |
And with my DJ Bilal my beat will be furnished |
You find with my rhyme your mind will be nourished |
With wisdom and knowledge, yeah, I went to college |
And if you get dissed I won’t apolog- |
Ize, cause that’s a part of my rise |
And I go on and on, I go to any length |
Just to show that when I throw my rhymes on the strength |
I like to see the crowd movin when I come on |
I’m just tryin to get my message across and pass it on |