Album: Eat At Whitey's
Release Date: 2000
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: WHITEY
(Whitey, Whitey)...
Bismillah
Punk rock to ska, 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...)
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...)
What, you thought I stopped rhymin' 'cause I started singin'
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...)
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: BLACK JESUS
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'
And I can't see but I hear them callin'
Ballers ballin'
Players playin'
Haters fightin'
Righteous praying
Dawn breaking
Manhattan keeps making
Brooklyn keeps takin'
Shook ones keeps shakin'
No time for fakin'
Y' know w' I mean
I ain't choppin' no pies
Just risin' like cream
If you're digging the scene
If you feelin' the vibes
Throw your hands in the air
Scream out you're alive
Singin' na na nana na na
Singin' na na nana na na
(Repeat)
They call me
Black Jesus, white Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes
B-Boy poses, punk rock chicks
The kids are all right but I need my fix
If you're diggin' the mix
If you're feelin' the drugs
If you're keepin' it real
If you're livin' like thugs
I spit kisses and hugs like .45 slugs
Come back on the one and kiss my love gun
Got a look that will kill
A voice that will carry
Half a dozen women that I think I wanna marry
Trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose
Still I've gotta find me someone to abuse
So won't you run spread the news
Help say the word
And jump the fuck back and jus' act
like you heard
They call me
White devil, black Jesus
Heaven closes, hell freezes
Black Jesus, white Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes
Sing na na nana na na
Singin' na na nana na na
(Repeat)
Singin' (Wah, wah wah wah wah,
Shoo be doo wah, wah wah wah wah)
They call me
White sinner
Black martyr
Live wire
Fire starter
Jungle brother
Redneck 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 getting realer baby haven't you heard that the
Bird, bird, bird, yes the bird is the
word
They go one for the trouble
Two for the time
Three for my homies
And four for the dimes
Singin' lemons to the lime
Till the break of dawn
Excuse me ("Six minutes")
Everlast you're on
And they go on and on
Like a rolling stone
Baby anywhere I lay my hat is my home
They call me
White devil, black Jesus
Heaven closes, hell freezes
Black Jesus, white Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes
Sing na na nana na na
Singin' na na nana na na
(Repeat)
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: I CAN'T MOVE
Watching the sun shine
Peeking over the sky line
Thinking 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
Then I turned away
And I'm not scared
But I can't move
I'm not scared
But I can't move
Hangin' out on a weeknight
Looking out for the street light
Getting into some fistfight
Trying to cling to my birthright
Wanna get near her
Close enough to smell her
Close enough to tell her
All the things that I want to say
Then I looked her in the eye
Made her run away
And I don't care
But I can't move
I don't care
But I can't move
Laying up in the Soho
Looking out of my window
Pulling back on some indo
Watch the breeze as the wind blows
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
Then it turned away
And I'm not scared
But I can't move
I'm not scared
But I can't move
Artist: EVERLAST feat. Merry Clayton
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: BLACK COFFEE
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
And 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
Left me stoned cold sober just like black coffee
Just like black coffee
Just like black coffee
Just like black coffee
Artist: EVERLAST feat. Carlos Santana
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: BABYLON FEELING
My heart is broke, my will is gone
Fell in love with a woman named Babylon
She hooked me to the gills
With 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 thing
Won't you save my soul
Pretty lady, won't you take me home
Sweet thing
Won't you save my soul
Pretty lady, won't you take me
home... tonight
My arms are heavy, my body's tense
Got the hots 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 is Alive
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 thing, 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
I've got a Babylon
Feelin', Feelin', Feelin', yeah
I've got a Babylon
Feelin', Feelin', Feelin', yeah
I've got a Babylon
Feelin', Feelin', Feelin', yeah
Artist: EVERLAST feat. B. Real
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: DEADLY ASSASSSINS
[Everlast]
What? You think it can't happen?
Soul Assassins 2000!
Word! Goes somethin' like this
On a vision quest fresh best error terror
Krush Groovy 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 80s
Like (whoosh sound) all up your nostril
Actin' hostile, 13th apostle
Goin' postal, Holy Ghost know
Why you walkin' on the hostrow, actin' bicoastal
Bitch! Try to play the middle,
Snitch and wind up in the hospital
Cat on a hot tin roof with no fiddle
Put your money in the middle, get
broke like coal
[B-Real] Two deadly assassins makin' 'em fall
I'm Real
[Everlast] I'm Everlast, and I'm takin' 'em all
[B-Real] Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
[Beide] Two deadly assassins sealin'
your fate
[B-Real]
I'll spit out the fighting, you won't know what hit
Watch me place you out quicker than the joint gets lit
I got piss in me, shit, what do you got? A couple?
If you gotta hustle, what d'you want, trouble?
Lookin' at the two who go back like Chuck's(Everlast: way back)
With the hand on the pump by the big black trucks (Everlast: fools)
You can't trust a soul in the City of Angels
The strange ho's want a piece, look at these lame ho's
I stain those, with hot blood and chain flows
And main foes who want to rock this ain't closed
They use the same clothes these unoriginal niggas
Ah, my son, if any one of them wanna run (Everlast: Come on, motherfucker)
I'll ? chastized and baptized in blood
Where the gat lies don't matter, you're scattered in mud
You ungrateful, most hateful, leech niggas
Wallow in your misery, I'm outta
reach, niggas
[B-Real] Two deadly assassins makin' 'em fall
I'm Real
[Everlast] I'm Everlast, and I'm ready to brawl
[B-Real] Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
[Beide] Two deadly assassins sealin' your fate
[B-Real] Two deadly assassins makin' 'em fall
I'm Real
[Everlast] I'm Everlast, and I'm takin' 'em all
[B-Real] Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
[Beide] Two deadly assassins sealin'
your fate
(Everlasting) (The round one)
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: CHILDREN'S STORY
[1st child] Uncle Whitey! Uncle Whitey, could you tell us a bedtime story?
[2nd child] Dat's 'at! We wanna hear a bedtime story
[1st child] Please! Could you tell us a bedtime story?
[2nd child] with fingers in the mouth
tidgy poo na na
[Everlast]
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 ought to: 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 some 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 headed 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 'round good in 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
Dad, 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,
So he get into a car, it was a stolen Nova
Raced up the block doing 83, crashed into a tree near university,
Escaped alive though the car was battered,
He rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets but still had static,
grabbed a pregnant lady and pulled 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 got to 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 cast
G'night
Artist: EVERLAST feat. N'Dea Davenport
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: LOVE FOR REAL
Her skin was salty sweet
She wore sandals on her feet
Side by side we fell asleep in her mother's 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 stole
Cause I was young and dumb and fucked
up in the head
CHORUS
Do you want to be loved for real
Do you want to be loved for real
Do you want to be...loved
(Yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I want to be in love for real)
Now, I'm down by the river
Taking off my shoes
Jumpin' in the water
Wash away these blues
And out into the ocean
The current takes hold
Words already been spoken
Tales already been told
Heart's already been broken
Wounds already been healed
Do you wannabe loved
Do you wanna
Do you wannabe love for real
CHORUS
Do you want to be...loved
(Yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I want to be in love 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 to ease my pain
She stayed through pouring rain
And I gave her all thit 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 want to be loved
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I wanna be loved for real)
For real
(Do you want to be in love for real)
(Yes, I want to be in love for real)
Do you want to be loved
(Do you wanna be, do you wanna be ... in love)
For real
Do you want to be in love
(Yes, I want to be in love for real)
(Do you want to be in love for real)
Yes, I wanna be
(In love for real)
In love for real
Artist: EVERLAST feat. N'Dea Davenport
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: ONE AND THE SAME
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,
CHORUS
She said, "Heaven and hell are one and the same, boy"
She told me, "Heaven and hell, boy, are one and the same
We all meet somewhere in the middle"
She told me, "Heaven and hell, boy, are one and the same"
I said, "It can't be true"
Wish I could touch you in some totally new fashion
Prove to you girl I'm a man
Now I can't guarantee your complete satisfaction
So I'm goin' do you very best way I
can
CHORUS
Wish I could find some time to stop and smell the roses
But my land lord just won't let me be
My head is full of paranoia,
neurosis, trying to consume my identity
CHORUS
It just can't be true
Children grow and women produce, men go work and some go steal'n
Children grow and women produce, men go work and some go steal
(Heaven & Hell)(Here on Earth) (8x)
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE
We're all gonna die
When I was a very young boy, mamma told me we're all gonna die
Mamma said son love can't be trusted, it's just another weakness
We're all gonna die
CHROUS:
Baby don't cry, praise the most high
Won't tell you no lie, we all gonna die
Baby don't cry, praise the most high
Won't tell you no lie, we all gonna
die
Now I'm grown, seen a lot livin', made a few friends
Gonna get high, hoping I don't take more than I'm given
Judgement day comin', we all gonna die
If my wings should fail me lord, meet
me with another pair
CHROUS
Baby getting born, old man dyin'
Young lady laughin', old woman cryin'
Leaving 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
Mama told me, we're all gonna die
Mama said, son, love can't be trusted
Its 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
CHROUS (2x)
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: MERCY ON MY SOUL
A trust betrayed a rusty blade
Standing the edge
I walked the line, paid my fine
Hope I know the ledge
Actual facts, unnatural acts
Sins they take their toll
The angel and the djinn and the beast within
The fight to take control
CHORUS
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul
On my soul
On my soul
Lord, I need ya like a junkie needs his drugs
Need ya like a baby boy needs his hugs
Need ya like the flowers, Lord, need the sun
I need you like D.M.C needs Run
CHORUS
Lord, love you like a Eskimos love the cold
Love you like a miner man love his gold
Love you like a fisherman love the sea
Love you like the flowers love the
worker bee
CHORUS
Standing up tall on top of the wall
Hoping I can fly
Angel and the djinn and the beast
within' say I'm gonna die
CHORUS
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: ONE, TWO
[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
CHROUS
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
CHORUS
[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
CHORUS
[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
CHORUS
[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
CHORUS
Album: Eat At Whitey's
Title: GRAVES TO DIG
They go one for the Prophet, two for Islam
Three for the Khutba from the Imam
Four for the mother that birthed my frame
Five for the father 'cause he taught
me game
Been 'round the world, songs are all the same
Sometimes when I'm asleep I still call your name
Back when I was young I used to dream of fame
Now they all point they fingers sayin' who's to blame
Mothers put their girls into pigtail curls
Fathers teach their sons how to shoot their guns
They say, "Boy don't never cry control your emotions
Just take it like a man, make your stand"
They say, "Sex and violence go hand in hand"
For every man blessed there got to be ten damned
Expand through the depths of space and time
Standin' three eyes blind on the firing line
Word to my man divine, come too far,
Singin' la ilaha il allah
Twelve rakahs short on my full day's prayer
Just hoping that the lord got some mercy to spare
They go one for the ummah, two for the deen
Three for the angels, four for the alamin
Somewhere between totally obscene
And perfectly clean, got a Babylon feelin'
Wounds that need healin', truth need revealin'
Hands need washin' from all the dirty dealin'
From the floor to the ceilin', from the stage to the door
From the kings and the queens and the slaves and the whores
For every lost cause where the martyrs are found
That funky little sound, that make you want to get down
Somebody told me once, love makes the world go round
Now kids they carry pistols out on the playground
That profound, gone too far.
Praying to the light from a burned out star
Put your lights on, put down your crosses
It's time to tally up your wins and your losses
They go one for Scott La Rock
Two for Pac and B.I.G.
And three for all the mothers who got graves to dig
For all the mothers who got graves to dig
For all the mothers who got graves to
dig
Artist: EVERLAST feat. Carlos Santana
Album: Eat At Whitey's & Supernatural, 1999
Title: PUT YOUR LIGHTS ON
Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on
Put your lights on
Hey now, all you lovers
Put your lights on
Put your lights on
Hey now, all you killers
Put your lights on
Put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on
You better leave your lights on
'Cause there's a monster
Livin' under my bed
Whisperin' in my ear
And there's an angel
With her hand on my head
She say I got nothing to fear
There's darkness
Livin' deep in my soul
Still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine
Deep into my hole
'n God don't let me loose my nerves
Don't let me loose my nerves
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
U-oho, hey now
Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on
Put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on
You better leave your lights on
'Cause there's a monster
Livin' under my bed
Whisperin' in my ear
And there's an angel
With her hand on my head
She say I got nothing to fear
She say
la ilaha il allah
you gonna shine like star
la ilaha il allah
you gonna shine like star
Let me fade away...