CANTANTE: Everlast

TITULO:Fuck Everyone

[warning language might up set you!] i don't do work i do damage
Everytime i pick up th mic i manage to diss someone or get someone
Pissed take off my coat and clean my throat and begin to dismiss all
You fucked up punks that pollute mankind give me a piece of mind
Don't shout shut your mouth i'm trying to think cleary you say my
Ryhmes are dope check this out. this is nearly the start of something
Big like startin' a fire you think the party is here? i'll take the
Level higher i'm everlast get off your ass you cut my rug you stand
Again you say man that kid bug...soya blood cotacs if you like the key
Now i'll stomp your head till your dead or at least till you
Bleed!...fuck everyone! it's the syndicate i say what i want i say hey
Fuck off punk just to taunt you..into believing the ryhmes i say are
Meant for one thing and that's achieving my goal so i can stroll where
The fat money rolls 'cross the brige where troule waters pay the toll
With no bother, no fuss, in god i trust but the rest pay the cash
That's a must! reason i'm teasin' you is it's pleasin' me to see how
Funny this can be when i grab the mic i'm like a three wheel bike i'm
Always on a roll i'm always good as gold so before you smack lip stick
And talk shit i'll tell you it ain't over so quit! all hell breaks
Loose and it's a little known fact that i attract and cause a crowd to
React like an atomic explosion of the pacific ocean the crowd gets
Large and i got this notion all i wanna do is speak my ryhme and get
Paid cause if i trade to the plade and watch suckas get slaid, put out
Of business come on what is this you came too late, boy, class been
Dismissed, terminated, cancled put on a natural brake! north, find a
New school to attend 'cause you know i'm goona say what i wanna! you
Grab the microphone and let my knowledge be born up intelligence,
Excellance razor sharp wit it it's known shit it's always gotta be
Legit and up to par no matter who you are i know i'm not the best but
I leave scars on your brain cells what the hell...fuck everyone!
Everybody...fuck'em...everybody...fuck'em...everybody...fuck'em ever
Every everybody fuck'em! i got tiper gore protestin' my lyrics fuck
That bitch i don't need a clearance! to write my ryhmes you can't
Censor me the public's not blind it's time they knew whats going on
You shouldn't have the power to stop a song even if you don't like
What you hear even if the song is striking fear into your heart, body,
Soul, and brain it's my opinion and my domain fuck all those steppin'
In my way step to me and you have to pay what i say so pay your debt
You fuck with me and you'll have regrets...fuck everyone...fuck'em
X2...fuck'em now...fuck the fed now fuck'em now...fuck'em everybody!
We don't want to hear bullshit niggers...fuck everyone x2...fuck'em
Now, fuck you haha...fuck'em!