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blunts, I rock fine scunts Step up bo, I'll kock out your gold fronts Everlast, that's my name My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame The House Of Pain

motherfucker Better pass me the mic So I can rock on And drop the styles I write I like hip-hop Ya don't stop And all that I rock the freak styles And

Cause I can stomp a hole In the sole of a monk With the rhymes in my head And the beats in my trunk I got the skill kid And I'm gonna' milk it For

weight, goin' out of state Stackin' mad chips, and pushin' phat whips Fly jewels and clothes, and got no job And then one did some kid, and one got

m cuttin' off his balls" And she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walkin' through the door They call her a killer and they call her a sinner and

props from the kids on the Hill Plus my mom and my pops Chorus I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up Jump up and

the crew I'm always gettin' high, I saw my man die Now I got the work and the dough, 25 grand and a 5 keys of blow I gotta' relocate and start all

down with the Syndicate and they're down with meI'm also down with Divine, Bilal and Quincy D.Tairrie B., DJ Lethal and my brother Kool NickKid Jazz, Scratch, Bango and

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