Lyrics Everlast - Koopsta Knicca

Everlast

Gotta choose that and choose time
Nothing but success in my mind
(Please understand)
Been down and back up I came
Gotta choose (?) my fame
(Everythings gon' be fine)
From Paul y’all remember me
See I’m so hard, young G’s they sign a pact with me
Therefore (?) I had a ship that would never docked
Why toppin' charts, passin' Biggie mane and 2Pac
I know y’all thought that this hard knock will go to pigs
I murked the rabbit then the christian took his severed legs
Don’t worry yet, wipe yo sweat cause I’m on a mission
And am rapper at the top, mane I gotta get 'em
Lyrically kill 'em, hit 'em, rip 'em, best to watch yo step
Went to the future took the computer chip up out my head
A thorough bred nigga, I’m a part of prophecies
I robbed the beast, choke a pole when it blast feedin'
Let me hear yo scream, collect my Jordans then I walk back
I gotta rap, clean my gat as I drop the track
A deep impact up in hell mane they bumpin' Luda
But down there way in hell bumpin' Robert Cooper
Like water to 'em, talk the truth, they remembered me
They say they saw the two jokers they had left in me
Eternal bleed, see the creep demons ripped they scared
And everyday they wishin' only they could shake my hand
So (?) fast nigga, stand in line and wait to turn
Koop’s not concerned, let the motherfuckers burn and burn
Heaven to earth, mane I’m Everlast
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A hustler, hustle up on this (?) in the pat yo
(?) down my (?) record the shit into the radio
Stereo blastin', drownin' out you Rudy Poots
Some of you Disc Jockers said (?) I wanna play the Koop
Fool 'em 'bout the comeback
Or come kiss 'em up, it’s in my blood
Y’all was in some diapers
When this pimp was crossin' major plugs
(?) videos, featured on some majors hits
Slit my wrist;
y’all was talkin' 'bout «A Tisket, A Tasket»
Laughin', diggin' that, it’s yo boy didn’t fuck with me
He kicked me out the group
Thought that Koop was gon' become a fiend
How could it be?
I was right, therefore a nigga had loop
Loyal, lose my credit coward pay this pension for the group
(?) two, made it from the first into the third base
Like I say, tell mane the only way you gon' get paid
Pave way at the hustler (?) get some money
Funny junkies comin' runnin' (?) out (?)
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See what you gonna do boy?
Y’all boys, y’all boys ain’t cool boy, naw
No needs to be glad boy
Cause I ain’t said I’m a motherfuckin' bad boy, ahh
I popped into (?) my Glock, I come to splatter yo
Body decomposed, (?) drown 'em down in Mexico
Go and get yo menace, I’ll do ten cause I do 'em in
Y’all don’t understand about this pimp now watch my (?)
Jump off the currrb, got the bitch scarrred
Fuck testament I’m breakin' the law, broke the bitch off
Koopsta Knicca crucial when I run (?) this song
Al Capone fronted me a set but I didn’t give it back
… make short relax and maintain this rap
Aggrevated cross the nation, dominatin' situation
Murder cases, meditatin' gonna be some (?)
They just waitin', thinkin' they gon' get me
Y’all get me some deals
Koopsta’s from the Ville that leave you burnin' in that cornfield
Loc I just go and make 'em taste this smell
When you heard 'em
And when I do ya it’s some murder, murder, murder, murders
Oh well (?) the Koopsta Knicca’s bad for yo health
To make my pockets swell I make you bitches burn in hell
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