Everlast

[blueella]

ANGEL

Imma find me
A woman thats real
Imma find me
A woman thats strong
Imma find me
A woman thats oh so true
I got a pedestal to put her on
I found me a Girl
Shes sweet as could be
An everythin' in her world
Revolved all around me
I had a chance to make her mine
But I was to blind to see
And now I got to let her go
An pray she comes back to me
-Shes my angel shes my lover
-Shes my very best friend
-I hate her cause I love her
-So I hurt her again
-Dont want no other lover
-Wont go through it again
-Shes my Angel Shes my lover
-Shes my very best friend
Imma find me
A woman thats young
Imma find me
A woman thats pretty
Imma find me
A woman that swears i'm the one
An imma try not to treat her shitty
Girl I been drinkin
Ever since you been gone
An I been thinkin
Maybe that I was wrong
You been holdin' out for way to long
I get this feeling you dont wanna belong
-Shes my Angel, Shes my Lover
-Shes my very best friend
-I hate her cause I love her
-So I hurt her again
-Dont want no other lover
-Wont go through it again
-Shes my Angel Shes my lover
-Shes my very best friend
Imma find me
A woman thats tough
Imma find me
A woman thats loyal
Imma find me
A woman that say she got enough
And thats the one im gonna spoil
Well Ive been waitin
Such a very long time
My hearts gonna break
Girl if I dont make you mine
Whats past is past
Whats done I cannot rewind
All said and done girl
So your one of a kind
-Shes my Angel, Shes my Lover
-Shes my very best friend
-I hate her cause I love her
-So I hurt her again
-Dont want no other lover
-Wont go through it again
-Shes my Angel Shes my lover
-Shes my very best friend
-Shes my Angel, Shes my Lover
-Shes my very best friend
-I hate her cause I love her
-So I hurt her again
-Dont want no other lover
-Wont go through it again
-Shes my Angel Shes my lover
-Shes my very best friend

[blueella]

Babylon Feeling

My heart is broke, my will is gone
Fell in love with a woman named babylon
She hook me to the gills all of her forbidden thrills
I call her baby for short then I ramble on
Shell forget about me

My soul is high, my mind is free
Met a shorty with some back call her destiny
She showed me all my fates, my stream of conscious navigates
I orbit around the sun at high velocity
Dont forget about me, dont forget about
Sweet things wont you save my soul
Pretty lady, wont you take me home x2...tonight

My arms are heavy, my bodys tense
Got the hots for this honey named confidence
She points out all of my flaws, breaking all of her favorite laws
Never speaks a word in my defense, just forget about me

My spirits weak, my lust will thrive
Got a thing for this bitch said her names a lie
She controls me with her fear, my prayers fall on her cold deaf ear
She says have a good time and take your dive
Just forget about me, just forget about
Sweet things, wont you save my soul (yeah)
Pretty lady, wont you take me home
Sweet thing wont you save my soul (yeah)
Pretty lady wont you take me home...tonight
Ive got a babylon feelin, Ive got a babylon feelin
Ive got a babylon feelin, Im feelin babylon

My heart is broke, my will is gone
Fell in love with a woman named babylon
She hook me to the gills, all of her forbidden thrills
I call her baby for short then I ramble on, and I ramble on
Ive got a babylon feelin, Ive got a babylon feelin
Ive got a babylon feelin, feelin, feelin, yeah x4

[blueella]

White Trash Beautiful

White Trash Beautiful, Trailer Park Queen
She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5
She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool
But all he can do for money is drive
Out late haulin' freight on Interstate 5,
prayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
And you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm comin' home to you girl

He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open
He won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin'
Drinkin himself to sleep is his only way of copein'
She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open
It's 4 AM and doin 95,
Tryin to stay awake and make it home alive

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
I know you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm comin' home to you girl

Her lips say painted red, nametag's crooked
Her heart's been gone awhile with the truck driving man
that took it
He keeps her photograph on his rearview mirror
She prays for him every night, she hopes that he can hear her

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you girl
I know you coulda found you some better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm comin' home to you girl
I'm comin' home to you

[blueella]

Girl I'm sleeping alone

*Phone Rings*
(Hello?)
(Hey is she home yet?)
(No, she's not home yet)
(All right, thanks)
Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And ask you to be mine
But you're so hard to find
Girl I'm sleeping alone

Baby girl she makes the good motion
Make no mistake she's deep as the ocean
Jake never sleeps in the heart of the city
And God'll never make another woman this pretty
And I can never guess why she even messed wit' me
Word to P.Diddy
I treated her shitty
I'm sick of cliches like opposites attract
When they drop the drum track
Screaming "Baby come back"
Reality bites like pit bull fights
I jump outta bed and throw on my lights
Your clothes are all gone
And you ain't there
And your makeup drawer is empty
I found an old picture of you washing your hair
And now we ain't even friendly

Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you're so hard to find
Girl I'm sleeping alone

Ain't too many kids that bang like this shorty
She'll sip champagne
She'll come drink a forty
Got a smell that intice
Dress kinda sporty
In public she's nice
In private she's naughty
I had every man's dream in the palm of my hand
And fucked it all up like the Taliban
She left town with my ring and wrecked all our plans
And I don't even care about the fifty grand
Man the hell with the cash cause that ain't the point
We used to sit around and laugh as we smokin' the joint
We used to watch TV and eat chicken wings
We had tickle fights
We did the wild things
Now I'm all alone up in my room
This house is feelin' empty
We used to talk about being bride and groom
And now we ain't even friendly

Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you're so hard to find
Girl I'm sleeping alone

Me corazon
Ain't comin' home
The sweetest thing I've ever known
Turned off her phone
Left me alone
The pain that cuts down to the bone
It can't be fixed
Scars don't heal
None of these chiks out here is real
Some of these chicks got sex appeal
But their souls all come up empty
Put me in the mix, girl, what's the deal?
All I'm trying to be is friendly

Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you're so hard to find
Girl I'm sleeping alone

[blueella]

Black coffee

She smelled like flowers, she tastes like toffee
She kissed me slowly, she held me softly
Got too close and she backed up off me
Left me stone cold sober just like black coffee
Just like black coffee
She told me that shed always be thinkin of me
She said she wanted me to know that she really did love me
She said she never put no one else above me
Except her monkey, shes like a junkie
Just like a junkie, just like a junkie

It was april 25th, its up around 80
Found a spot out in the park where the grass is shady
She said her moms from jamaica said her fathers from haiti
Such a pretty lady, shes such a lady

She smelled like flowers, she tastes like toffee
She kissed me slowly, she held me softly
Got too close and she backed up off me
She left me stone cold sober just like black coffee
Just like black coffee, just like black coffee , just like black coffee

[blueella]

Children's Story

(kids voices)
Uncle whitey, uncle whitey, can you tell us a bedtime story?
Yeah, we want some bedtimes stories...(please!)

Once upon a time not long ago, when people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood, and people were behavin like they our too good
There was a little boy who was misled by another lil boy and this is what he said
Me and you, guy, we gonna make sum cash, robbin old folks and makin the dash
They did the job, money came with ease, but one couldnt stop, its like he had a disease
He robbed another and another and a sister and her brother
Tried to rob a man who was a d.t. undercover, the cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,
He said, keep still, boy, no need for static, punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap
But little did he know the lil boy was strapped, the kid pulled out a gun
He said, whyd you hit me? , the barrel was set straight for the cops kidney
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure, Ill do years if I pull this trigger
So he cold dashed and ran around the block, cop radios in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister, a shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her
Looked around good and from expectations, so he decided hed head for the subway stations
But she was coming so he made a left, he was runnin top speed till he was outta breath
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him, then he made his move to an abandoned building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor, opened up the door there, guess who he saw
Dave the dope fiend shootin dope, who dont know the meaning of water nor soap,
He said, I need bullets, hurry up, run, the dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgun
He went outside but there was cops all over, then he dipped into a car, was a stolen nova
Raced up the block doing 83, crashed into a tree near university,
Escaped alive though the car was battered, rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets but still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic
Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full of lead
He told the cops, back off or honey heres dead, deep in his heart he knew he was wrong
So he let the lady go and he starts to move on, sirens sounded, he seemed astounded
Before long the lil boy got surrounded, he dropped the gun, so went the glory
And this is the way I must end this story, he was only nineteen, in a madmans dream
I saw the cops shoot the kid, I still hear him scream, this aint funny so dont you dare laugh
Just another case bout the wrong path, straight and narrow or your soul gets cashed
Gnight

[blueella]

Funky Beat

Yo whitey fords the name
The hunchback of notre dame
Couldnt get more bent
When its time to represent
I control it like rent
In a slum tenement
Lifes hard like some men
In the concrete jungle
I dont smoke jumbo
So whatcha knockin for
Theres locks on my door
We rock from the floor
To the ceilin
Aint no drug dealin
Aint no gat peelin
You cant fight this feelin

Casual:
Well, my styles golden
Hot like molten rock
Niggers come bold
But leave here holdin jock
High roll patrol
Roll through the set on fifth
Arms solo
Sippin momo with a chick
Niggers take the penitentiary
Chances at the dances
Lettin off shots
Lit off the lanterns
Mad cause a nigga cant test with no access
To phatness like this

Sadat x:
From one story the cowboy was founded
Im surrounded by casual and whitey ford
The whole world and your girl
From the bay to la
To my blue end while
I aint tryin to die
Im tryin to live
While I cool out
And pick up my daughter
When the bell says the school out
Who the hell brought tools
In this peaceful event
Now I can love you
Front you
Or we could hunt you
You played too close
Take a hit of this dose

A yes, yes, yall
Sadat x: a freak, freak, yo
Casual: so fresh yall
To the beat yall
Sadat x: a yes yes yall
Casual: we dont stop dog
We keep it rockin till the panties drop, yo

Casual:
Uh huh, ha
I see the rappers bein ruined
By you and whoevers doin that
Crap, they got me booin
In fact, Im gettin to em
May an electrical poetical surge
Give me the urge
To, consume, the tomb
And submerge
The depths of adverbs
Keep it sick
Analytical
You pitiful trick
Im the pinnacle and the prodigal
Rhyme styles
Hip nautical
Fuck the artical
The artist is hardest
To harvest the hard shit

Sadat x:
I slave till all my work is done
Im cashin in
Stack up my money for a grand set
I like them all house parties rockin
Plus Im up in your cozy
Bitch turn your head and keep your eyes
Where they supposed to be
Supposedly I was seen with something lean, huh
Brown skin
I keep it bouncin
I say loungin
On the side with red wine
I know that shit on my floor aint swine

Now back it up
Stack it up
And hit me one more time
It might be your phone call
But check it, its my dime
And I know shes fine
But get off my line
Or Ill break that spine
And then maybe your face
You all up in my space
Like with puffy and mase
But thats just not the case
cause Im settin the pace
While you followin and swallowin
Savorin the flavor
In your audio for now
Quick suckin my style
Ill be the man
With the large amounts of savoir-faire

Chorus
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby

Chorus ii (x2)
Sadat x:
cause its the funky beat
cause its the funky beat
cause its the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)

Sadat x:
Ill leave a piece of my style
Flyin high up in the air
And youll say to yourself
Damn Im glad I was there
This is as rare as me frickin share
You people stare
But behind closed doors
You will take it there

Casual:
Yeah I be the extraordinare
Judge from bayfare
To albee square
Tell me where the party at
Ill be there
Let her hit the coney at
Show her where to rock the pony at

I be the man
With the large amounts of sapphire fare
Im about to cut loose
My dog so you all best beware
You can dance with flare
And get out of your chair
We be smarter than your average boo boo bear

Chorus
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby
Rock on
To the break of dawn
Just freak it
Ah yeah baby

Chorys ii (x4)
Sadat x:
cause its the funky beat
cause its the funky beat
cause its the funk, the funk, the funk, funky beat (beat)

[blueella]

PAIN

Somewhere between the lies and truths, borderlines get shady.
Somewhere between the yeses and nos you can find a maybe.
Somewhere between the highs and lows you can spot the middle.
Somewhere between the questions and clues you can solve the riddle
Somewhere along the road you might need a place to stay.
Somewhere along the line you're gonna have to pass away.
And somewhere in space you still remind me of a reason.
And summertime you still smell like my favorite season.

Chorus:
And it feels like pain…
It's just like pain…
Love is like pain…
Some people like pain…

Somewhere between the mountain and sea a river is flowing
Somewhere between the earth and the sky, the winds of change are blowing
Somewhere between the two of us a space is growing
Somewhere between suspicion and trust are the things worth knowing.

Somewhere along the road you might want to hitch a ride
Somewhere along the line you're gonna have to swallow your pride
Somewhere inside you still remind me of a feeling
Somewhere deeper still are wounds that are not healing.

Chorus

Put your nails in my hand….Pain
Fill my eyes up with sand…Pain
Papercuts on my tongue…Pain
We're right now where we begun…Pain

Somehow I only hurt the ones who really mattered
Somehow she played her role although her soul was battered
Someday soon I know my ashes will be scattered
Someday soon I know my former becomes latter

Chorus