Everlast - Deadly assassins
Tekst :
[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 Quinones,stop ridin on my cajones
I talk with a speak that s much unique
While you desperately seek for that Susie freak
Yo,word to Rob One he used to like the big ladies
My name s Everlast I started back in the 80 s like
All up in your nostril,actin hostile,13th appostile
Going postal,holy ghost mode
While you walkin on the host strow actin bicoastal (???)
Bitch,try to play the middle,snitch,wind up in the hospital
Cat on a hot tin roof with no fiddle
Put your money in the middle get broke like coal
Two deadly assassins makin a foe
I m Real,I m Everlast and I m takin em all
Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
Two deadly assassins seelin your fate
[B-REAL]
I spit out the fire you won t know what hit
Watch me lace you up quicker than the joint gets lit
I got tears in this shit what do you got a couple
If you gotta hustle,what do you want,trouble
Jokin (???) at the two who go way back like chucks (???) (way back)
With a hand on the pump by the big black trucks (fools)
You can t trust a soul in the City of Angels
The strange hoes want a piece look at these lame hoes (???)
I stained those with hot blood and changed clothes (???)
And main fools who wanna rock the same clothes (???)
And use the same flows,these son originals (???)
Niggas, all of a sudden if anyone wants to run up (???)
You get chastised and baptised and blood (???)
When the gat lies it don t matter,you scatter (???)
You run,you ungrateful most hateful leech niggas (???)
Swollow in your misery I m out of reach niggas (???)
Two deadly assassins makin a foe
I m Real,I m Everlast and I m ready to brawl
Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
Two deadly assassins seelin your fate
Two deadly assassins makin a foe
I m Real,I m Everlast and I m takin em all
Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
Two deadly assassins seelin your fate
Inne utwory
One, two The rythm Whitey Funky beat Black coffee Babylon feelin Today Love for the real Pain Money Angel Only love can your heart The letter Syndicate soldier Shook ones (part 2) Folsom prison blues I got the knack One and the same Black Jesus Losowe utwory
Snow is white ice is grey
On the broken with fissures soil
Like a patchwork quilt lies on it
City rounded by road s coil
And above there re running clouds
Which are hiding the light of sky
And above there s yellow smoke...
Meu amor por você
É fruta madura
Eterna enquanto dura esse breve viver
Quantas vezes nos amamos
Brigamos e voltamos
Nossos egos cicatrizados
Depois de tudo que aconteceu
Eu sei que você e eu
Ainda somos dois apaixonados
Terremotos...
Dawn of the biomachines.
Experiments to spawn the new breed of half living creatures to butcher for organs.
Transplants extend another s life span, re-created, twisted in neo-god s hands.
Animals physiologically altered to increase their output for human usage.
Left immobile as designed, trapped...
I m dancing without my shoes
temperature s risin high
i turn around and i kiss your face
suddenly you smile
when i turn the radio on
body s starting to sway
i look around try to catch your eyes
but...
Verse 1:
Life is a moment in space,
when the dream is gone
it s a lonelier place.
I kiss the morning goodbye,
but down inside you know
we never know why.
Verse 2:
The road is narrow and long
when eyes meet eyes
and the feeling is strong.