Lyrics

(Everlast)
I'm a swing it
watch me bring it to the next level
the graphic devils gettin funky like the nevils
brothers from the bayou
so why you wanna trip
just play the sidelines kid and wait for me to slip
cuz i feel it in the air tonight
but you i'm not Phil collins
I'm more like henry rollins
cuz i search and destroy every toy
with a plot tryin to get what I got
you might get shot
Hot damn I'ma slam ya like ONYX
then teach ya how to write a rhyme like hooked on phonics
mothergoose ain't got shit on me
cuz I get loose at the jam and wreck the whole party
I make'em jump n mosh
oh my gosh
just slammin in the pit
when kickin my shit
quit buggin at the aisle's
cuz i got mad styles
and ain't damn thing funny I get money in piles
some people thought I died
that's just a rumour though
others thought I fell off
but now I'm numero
Uno dos not quatro
word to kool keith
I'm break ya teeth
(Danny boy)
when I die (die)
bury me (me)
hang my balls on the cherry tree (tree)
let'em get ripe the take a bite
and if they don't taste right
then don't blameD (D)
you need to quit swingin
the styles that I'm bringin
the funk knuckle dragon
who gits on the wagon
I'm not the 12 stepper
don't play me like a lepper
my mic sounds nice
but it's not salt or pepa
(Everlast)
Well it's the man with the plans to get on ya skin
the tip of my dick is where the lines begin
so holes form a line
take off the swine
strip ya ass-butt naked
let's see if you could take it
cuz I'll make you feel
LIKE A NATURAL WOMAN!
cuz I keep it comin
I'm the everlastin
freestyle assassin
my soul and my goal is to bring a little passion
to ya girls life like the daily source
throw her down on the bed
and tie her up with ropes
(music break)
(Danny boy)
I'm just another ranger from the dairy face
Punk motherfuckers beef around my waist
you need to step back kid and gimme some space
so i can cold shock the party when I'm rockin the place
Danny boy's arrivin
stand six five in a half
don't laugh kid
the graft is survivin
the outlaw bike
with my bitch and that's
on the highway to hell
cuz i never tell
(Everlast)
Well it's the funk backbreaker
we heat it up like jamaica
don't bring ya woman to the party cuz I'll take her
hit the deck cuz I'm down with the hoolies
I got a trunk full of funk like the groovy doolies
I'm not the man but I asked who was he
quik's got the hairdo just like Ruth Buzzy
runnin round like ya been to jail son
but you hit the swap meet to getcha hair and ya nails done
get off my sack cuz ya shit is wack
ya diss me and I'ma diss ya back