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Настоящее имя Erik Schrody
Дата рождения 18 августа 1969 г.
Откуда Valley Stream, New York, United States
Жанры Blues
Hip-hop
Rock
Alternative
Country Rap
Годы 1988—н.в.
Лейблы Universal
Island Records
Island Def Jam Music Group
Tommy Boy Records
Play It Again Sam
См. также B-Real
Soul Assassins
Cypress Hill
Carlos Santana
House of Pain
La Coka Nostra
Ice-T
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Альбом Everlast


Eat At Whitey's (17.10.2000)
17.10.2000
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4.
Black Coffee (feat. Merry Clayton)
5.
Babylon Feeling (feat. Carlos Santana)
6.
Deadly Assassins (feat. B-Real)
7.
Children's Story (feat. Rahzel)
8.
Love For Real (feat. N'Dea Davenport)
9.
One And The Same (feat. N'Dea Davenport)
10.
We're All Gonna Die (feat. Cee-Lo)
11.
12.
One, Two (feat. Kurupt)
13.
. . .


(Whitey, Whitey)...It's my love
Punk rock the scar, disco to blues
Yo, my blue seude shoes got stepped on
Slept on, the style that I hustle
You wanna flex then punk make a muscle
I'm (Whitey, Whitey)...Yeah, that's right
Some of y'all kiddies wanna act uptight
Comin' to the party tryin' to spark up fights
I'm puttin' out lights, boy, 'cause I'm (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
I'm whiter than crack, I'm harder than drugs
I'm smarter than thugs, I'm hotter than slugs
I'm faster than sound, I came to get down, boy, don't fuck around
You'll catch a beat down it's comin' from
(Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)

What, you thought I stopped rhymin' 'cause I started signin'
Pickin' on a six-string, wrist bling blingin'
Name's bell ringin' from coast to coast
You're rollin' with the one that rocks the most
I'm (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
Official like referees, fuck with me put your egos in jeapordy
Threats to the right, amigos to the left of me
Part of me's hellish, part of me's heavenly (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
Boy, that's my name, I don't do it for the wealth, I don't do it for the fame
I do it for the health and I do it for the spirit
Don't speak the lyric if you can't hear it (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)
If it ain't from the heart than it can't be art
If you ain't got proof than it can't be truth
If it ain't got legs than it can not run
If it ain't never started than it can't be done
I'm (Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey, Whitey...)

. . .


They call me white Devil, black Jesus
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
Ego's trippin', scripts keep flippin'
Bloods keep bloodin', Crips keep crippin'
Time keeps slippin' and I keep fallin'
I can't see but I hear them callin', ballers ballin'
Players playin', haters fightin', righteous prayin'
Don't forget Manhattan keep makin', Brooklyn keep takin'
Shook ones keep shakin', no time for fakin'
Know what I mean, I ain't choppin' no bars just risin' like cream
If you diggin' the scene, you feelin' the vibe
Throw your hands in the air, scream are you alive
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na [X4]

They call me black Jesus, white Moses
Heaven freezes, Hell closes
B-Boy posin', punk rock chicks, kids are alright but I need my fix
If you diggin' the mix, feelin' the drugs, if you keepin' it real
If you livin' like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like forty five slugs
Come back on the run and kiss my love gun
Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry
Half a dozen women that think I want a marry
I got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose
But still I got a find someone to abuse, I'm gonna run spread the news
Help say the word, jump the fuck back and just act like you heard

[CHORUS]
They call me white Devil, black Jesus
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
Black Jesus, white Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na [X5]

They call me white sinner, black martyr, live wire
Fire starter, jungle brother, red neck cracker, freak of nature
New world slacker, sex junkie lookin' for a dealer
You can play the leper girl and I can play the healer
Shit is only gettin' realer, baby haven't you heard
That the bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the word
It go one for the trebble, two for the times, and three for my homies and four for the dimes
Singin' lemons to the limes to the break of dawn
Excuse me (six minutes) Everlast you on
And it go on and on like a rolling stone, baby, anywhere I lay my hat is my home

[CHORUS]
They call me white Devil, black Jesus
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
Black Jesus, white Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na [X18]

. . .


Watchin' the sunshine, peekin' over the skyline
Thinkin' I gotta get mine, gotta try at least one time
Wanna get near it, close enough to fear it
Close enough to hear it, close enough to say
That I looked it in the eye and then I turned away

[CHORUS]
And I'm not scared, but I can't move
I'm not scared, but I can't move

Hangin' out on the weeknight, lookin' off the street light
Gettin' into some fist fight, tryin' to cling to my birth right
I wanna get near her, close enough to smell her
Close enough to tell her all the things that I wanna say
That I looked her in the eye and made her run away

[CHORUS]
And I don't care (don't care), but I can't move
I don't care (don't care), but I can't move

Layin' up in the sofa, lookin' out of my window
Pullin' back on some endo, watchin' breeze as the wind blow
Wanna get near it, close enough to hear it
Close enough to fear it, close enough to say
That I looked it in the eye and then it turned away

[CHORUS]
And I'm not scared (not scared), but I can't move
I'm not scared (not scared), but I can't move

. . .


(feat. Merry Clayton)

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 she'd 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, she's like a junkie
Just like a junkie, just like a junkie

It was April 25th, it's up around 80
Found a spot out in the park where the grass is shady
She said her mom's from Jamaica said her father's from Haiti
Such a pretty lady, she's 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

. . .


(feat. Carlos Santana)

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
She'll 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
Don't forget about me, don't forget about
Sweet things won't you save my soul
Pretty lady, won't you take me home [X2]...tonight

My arms are heavy, my body's tense
Got the hot's 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 spirit's weak, my lust will thrive
Got a thing for this bitch said her name's 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, won't you save my soul (yeah)
Pretty lady, won't you take me home
Sweet thing won't you save my soul (yeah)
Pretty lady won't you take me home...tonight
I've got a Babylon feelin', I've got a Babylon feelin'
I've got a Babylon feelin', I'm 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
I've got a Babylon feelin', I've got a Babylon feelin'
I've got a Babylon feelin', feelin', feelin', yeah [X4]

. . .


(feat. B-Real)

[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

[CHORUS]
Two deadly assassins makin' the ???
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 (???)

[CHORUS]
Two deadly assassins makin' the ???
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' the ???
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

. . .


(feat. Rahzel)

[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 couldn't stop, it's 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, "why'd you hit me?", the barrel was set straight for the cop's kidney
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure, "I'll 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 he'd 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 don't 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 here's 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 madman's dream
I saw the cops shoot the kid, I still hear him scream, this ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Just another case 'bout the wrong path, straight and narrow or your soul gets cashed
G'night

. . .


(feat. N'dea Davenport)

Her skin was soft and sweet, she wore sandals on her feet
Side by side 'till we fell asleep in her mothers bed
She stepped inside of me, said don't ever lie to me
This heart of mine can be yours, yeah, that's what she said
But I just played the role, broke the heart I stold
Because I was young, and dumb and fucked up in the head

[CHORUS]
Do you wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real
Do you wanna be (do you wanna be loved for real) loved (yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)

Now, down by the river, takin' off my shoes jumpin' in the water
Wash away these blues, now into the ocean, the current takes over
Words already been spokin', tales already been told
Hearts already been broken, wounds already been healed
Do you wanna be loved, do you wanna be loved for real

[CHORUS X2]
Do you wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real
Do you wanna be (do you wanna be loved for real) loved (yes I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes I wanna be loved for real)

Her eyes were hazel brown, she laughed the sweetest sound
And I just loved the way she lit up when she spoke
She helped me ease my pain, she stayed in the pouring rain
And I gave her all that she could take 'till she broke
She fit me like a glove, she taught me how to love
And for some ass I watched it all go up in smoke

[CHORUS]
Do you wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real
Do you wanna be (do you wanna be loved for real) loved (yes I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)
Do you wanna be loved (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real (do you wanna be loved for real, yes, I wanna be loved for real)
Do you wanna be loved (do you wanna be, do you wanna be, loved for real) for real
Do you wanna be loved (yes I wanna be loved for real, do you wanna be loved for real)
Yes, I wanna be loved for real (real, real, real...)

. . .


(feat. N'dea Davenport)

One and the same, one and the same

I wish I could see beyond the filthy blue horizon, see what lies ahead of me
Perhaps I'd see the path of my own destruction
And avoid my destiny, she said Heaven and Hell is one and the same boy
She told me Heaven and Hell, boy, was one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle
She told me Heaven and Hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it can't be true

I wish I could touch you in some totally new fashion
Who are you girl, I'm a man, now I can't guarentee your complete satisfaction
So I'm gonna do you the very best way I can

She said Heaven and Hell is one and the same, boy
She told me Heaven and Hell, boy, is one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle
She told me Heaven and Hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it can't be true

Wish I could find some time to stop and smell the roses
My landlord won't let me be, my head is full of paranoia
New roses, tryin' to consume my identity

She said heaven and hell is one and the same, boy
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle, yes we do
She told me heaven and hell, boy, is one and the same
I said it can't be true, it just can't be true

Children grow and women produce and men go work and some go stealin' [repeat X1]
Heaven and Hell (children grow and women produce),
here on Earth (and men go work and some go stealin') [X7]

. . .


(feat. Cee Lo)

We all gonna die, we all gonna die
When I was a very young boy, Momma told me we're all gonna die
Momma said son love can't be trusted
It's just another weakness, we're all gonna die

[CHORUS]
Baby don't cry, praise the most high
I tell you no lie, we're all gonna die
Baby don't cry, praise the most high
I tell you no lie, we're all gonna die

Now I'm alone, seen the night livin'
Made a new friend, gonna get high
Don't take more than I'm givin'
Judgment day comin', we're all gonna die
If my wings should fail me Lord
Meet me with another pair

[CHORUS]
Baby don't cry, praise the most high
I tell you no lie, we're all gonna die
Baby don't cry, praise the most high
I tell you no lie, we're all gonna die

Baby gettin' born, old man dyin'
Young lady laughin', old women cryin'
Leavin' like a lamb comin' back like a lion
Babylon to Zion, we're all gonna die
Praise the most high, we're all gonna die

When I was a very young boy Momma told me we all gonna die
Momma said son love can't be trusted it's just another weakness
We're all gonna die, praise the most high, we're all gonna die
If my wings should fail me Lord
Meet me with another pair

[CHORUS]
Baby, don't cry, praise the most high
I tell you no lie, we're all gonna die
Baby, don't cry, praise the most high
We all gonna die, we all gonna die
Baby, don't cry, praise the most high
I tell you know lie, we're all gonna die
Baby, don't cry, praise the most high
We all gonna die, we all gonna die

. . .


A trust betrayed, a rusty blade
Standin' on the air, I walked the line
Paid my fine, hope I know the land
The actual facts, unatural acts
Sins that take their toll
The Angel and the ginn and the beast within
They fight to take control

[CHORUS]
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul

Lord needs you like a junkie needs his drug
He needs you like a baby boy needs his hug
Needs you like the power, Lord, needs the sun
I need you like DMC needs Run
Lord, have mercy on my soul, Lord, have mercy on my soul
Lord loves you like the Eskimo loves the cold
I love you like the miner man loves his gold
Love you like the fishermen loves the sea
I love you like the flowers love the work of bees

[CHORUS]
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul

Lord, have mercy on my soul
Standin' up tall, on top of the wall
Hopin' that I can fly, Angel and the jinn and the beast within
Say I'm gonna die

[CHORUS]
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul

. . .



[Everlast]
Yeah, yeah, two-thousand, zero, zero
The party just started, ha-ha, ha-ha
Everlast, Kurupt (Kurupt: Fred Wright Kurupt)
Goes somethin' like this

I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do

[Everlast]
Sticker man tryin' to feed his baby
Drug dealer tryin' to raise his son
Every pimp gotta dress his lady
Come on now you ain't the only one

I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do

[Kurupt]
Now this is the combination of intervention
That just might open up a new dimension
I can tell, the well, just might run dry
Lost attentions and thoughts, mighty fine to simplify

I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do

[Kurupt]
I said life lasts present to the past
Saw a rapper the warpath (warpath)
Kurupt, young Goddie
Incredibly clever, mack auther with Everlast it's true
Do what you want do
One, two

[Everlast]
Mary Jane wanna run smoke reefer
Little Ricky's out sniffin' rock
Cynthia, she's at the disco coked out
Doesn't matter what drugs you on

I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do

[Kurupt]
Gain, growth, life by a oath
The gifted, different toast
Talent, the melodramatic
And the violent life in silence
B ut this here's mine, crystal clear it's mine

I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
Sometime's you're just doing what you've got to do
I say one, two, one-two-one-two
The good Lord knows just what you've been through
I say one, two, one-two-one-two

. . .


It goes one for the prophet
Two for Islam, three for the hood ??? (???)
Four for the Mother that birthed my frame
Five for the Father 'cause it's heart began
Been 'round the world suns all the same
Sometime's when I'm asleep I still call your name
Back when I was young I used to dream of fame
Now they all point their fingers sayin' "who's to blame"
Mother's put their girls in some pig tail curls
Father's teach their sons how to shoot their guns
They say, boy, don't ever ???, control your emotions
Take it like a man and make your stand
They say sex and violence go hand in hand
Every man blessed they gotta be tempted
Span through the depths of space and time
Stand, three eyes blind on the firin' line
Word to my man Divine, come too far
Singin' la allaha a lala
(???)
I was hopin' that the Lord got some mercy to spare
It goes one for the rumor, two for the deed
Three for the Angels, four for the Alamin
Somewhere in between, totally obscene
Perfectly clean, I've got a Babylon Feeling
Wombs need healin', truth need revealin'
Hands need washin' from all the dirty dealin'
Floor to the ceilin', from the stage to the door
Kings and the Queens and the slaves and their whores
For every lost cause where the martyr's are found
That funky little sound that make you wanna get down
Somebody told me once that love makes the world go 'round
And kids they carry pistols out on the playground
That profound, gone too far, prayin' on my life to the burnt out star
Put your lights on, put down your crosses
It's time to tally up your wins and your losses
It goes one for Scott LaRock and two for Pac and B.I.G
Three for all the mothers who got graves to dig [X3]

. . .


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