survived after 15 years And ready to go 15 more Three-fourths of every store has only rap on their racks Rap force goin' strong, on and on Take a few
helmet on All you might just get planted on yo neighbor's front lawn We some grave diggers wit the shovels and boots We on some wicked shit hidin in
lemon squeeze You niggaz finna be put on obituaries and white tees, that's misery Rome to Italy, ridin on chrome literally Yuk Godzilla, King Kong ain't got shit on
the truth Too short to let it hurt, some talk dirt And be the first slangin' hertz Freestylin' of the hum of the birds Fall back when I shine on my
98 Number one in billboard with the triangle shape Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you cats get scrape Rampage Alexander the great What? Better run
? Will they do me like Malcolm? 'Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin' strong While, others Run a Hundred Miles But I never run, never will Deal
hate inside my brother's virgin ears Tryin to hurt but, yo, we stood amongst the tears Midnight was even tighter, now look at us Condoms is on the rida stored on
the room [ VERSE 2 ] They say the youngsters run the penitentiary (I think they do) They say the youngsters doin shit that you wouldn't believe They say the youngsters on
, my brother Jake Well, my brother Jake is finally home Well, my brother Jake Well, my brother Jake is finally home Oh, my brother Jake, he was on the
Sail ho heave ho come on let go Your time on earth is over I watch you sleeping on the bed I'm talking to your soul Did you ever think, it'd be like
Never sweatin your girl (Why P?) Cause she's a skeezoid When I'm on the scene I always rock the spot I grab the steel with the crown on top In the beginnin
Hathaway And keep my bulletproof hater coat on Lookin' at some photos that I'm lookin' crazy dope on Hand up, talkin' sh-t, yeah, I get my Pope on And
to the limes to the break of dawn Excuse me every six minutes, everlast you're on And it go on and on like a rolling stone Baby, anywhere I lay my hat
, come on, get down, come on, splash Come on, good God Cloreen's brother Alfred Alfred, Alfred, I need you to talk to me son, come on Alfred, good Come
F**k you pay me And I can't stop Please, what you crazy? Man I'm a get it like the man on the chorus Got my hand on a fortune Bang at ya porches, Bang
all ways Adversary afraid as active ammunition abraise Accumulated an alias after arrested Accompanied armed accessory, as an adolescent (B!) Bridge Benz brolic burner bringin brothers Betrayer's bodies briefly be body banged bleedin brothers
brother jungle, big Bo, cooks up the blow Mike'll chop it, mayo, you count the profit My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
lemons to the limes to the break of dawn Excuse me Everlast, you're on (Six minutes) And it go on and on Like a rolling stone Baby, anywhere I lay my