Artist: HOUSE OF PAIN

Album: Jerky Boys Soundtrack

Title: BEEF JERKY

 

 

You Jerky!
 

Beef Jerky
 

Lord have mercy

Please have some mercy
 

Lord have mercy on my soul, alleluia

An if you're tryin' to live right then peace to ya

But I'm a do ya if you try to get mine

So don't step outta line

Cause I'll smoke ya like a pig

You're like Dig

Why don't you believe

You can't comprehend the ill thoughts I conceive

I stuck even left a mark on a man

And here is somethin' you just can't understand

Mama I just killed a man

Put the gun against his head

Pulled the trigger, now he's dead

My rhapsody's bohemian

But ya never see me in

Jail cause I just made bail

I gotta good attourney so the man can't burn me

Presley to the Jackson, Getz to the Bernie

Last to the Ever, die I say never

Even though I done a

I never run from a

Punk talkin' junk just to smack his teeth

Cause I beat a man who said it

If you really want beef
 

CHORUS

It's like that ya'll

It's like daddy-ilac

It's like this ya'll, come on!

(4x)
 

CHORUS II

With everything so perfect, I really hate to spoil it

But I think I'm about to loose it, my whole life is in the toilet

(2x)
 

So feel the rush as the flush starts suckin' you in

You want an earl with your girl, where the fuck you been?

We're just a couple of friends just drinkin' and cussin'

There really ain't no need for your fightin' and fussin'
 

CHORUS II
 

CHORUS
 

I be gettin' demo out on the corner

And if it's my turn to get wrecked I'm gonna

Cause I'm on a expidition

You could even say I'm going on a mission

Competition, there ain't none

Open up your eyes, watch me rise like the sun

I got the gun plus a buck knife

Runnin' up on me is like sayin' fuck life

I got a hot piece of lead just set shit off

But you're runnin' from my steel cause your butt is soft

And if you don't cough well then you don't get off

I beat a man who said it from south to north

And east to west, sugar, I'm the best

When it comes to givin' love, I don't give out no stress

It's strictly Buddha-blessed lovin' in the raw

I be the flyest white boy you ever saw

So turn out the lights and lock the door

Cause I'm bringin' more love than ya bargained for

And if ya want beef I got fillet mingion

And if you're looking fot the brothers, just play my song

Cause I can keep it on and on like Noddy

Come to the club alone and leave with your hotty
 

CHORUS
 

 

 

Artist: HOUSE OF PAIN feat. Helmet
Album: Judgment Night Sountrack, 1993
Title: JUST ANOTHER VICTIM
 

 

[Helmet]
Victimized, but you're in bed
Stumble out and run dead
If it ever paid to self start
Enviroment, make you smart
 

CHORUS [Everlast]
Just another victim
Just another victim
Just another victim, kid
 

[Helmet]
I heard it once, but not before
Begging off and livin' bored
My hands are tied, webbed feet again
Fell in behind and claim us dead
 

CHORUS
 

[Helmet]
Cast this, in spite of truth
Give it up I'll lie to you
Blame and flame, turn the heart
Pointed finger you fall apart
 

CHORUS
 

[Everlast]
You played yourself now you're pointin' fingers
How I've robbed and raped ya, bruised and scraped ya
But those are just lies 'cause in your eyes
You've been victimized, it's how you size it up
You disguise it up and try to make it look real
To cover up the low self esteem you feel
Introspection and afterthought, swimmin' in guilt's your favorite sport
But now you're caught up in the undertow
You never knew a man could sink so low
But now you know, 'cause you're John Doe
In a black bag, a tag on your toe
I built the House, I felt the Pain
You're victimized but got no one to blame
 

CHORUS (X2)
 

[Everlast]
Holy diver, I'm a surviver
Feeling like DeNiro In Taxi Driver
With Jodi Foster and Harvy Kytel
Looks like I'm walkin' through a livin' hell
So spark that owl and I'll get lifted
Feelin' the effects of what my spliff did
'Cause I'm gifted, I read Sun Tzu
I brought a gun too so you'll never come too
The weight of the world ridin' on my shoulders
'Cause I'm a soldier I thought I told ya
 

CHORUS (X3)
 

Just another victim (X3)
Just another victim, kid
 

 

 

Artist: HOUSE OF PAIN

Album: Eddie Soundtrack

Title: PUNCH DRUNCK

 

 

You know I rock microphones

Like they got back bones

And I'll roll on your shore like some bisquit dough

Yea you study writin' styles off the next man's flow

Think your Jackson

But your name ain't Bo

I'm only hittin' chick fine as Madalin Stowe

Got a closet in my crib where the hydrophonic grow

Act like you know

Lee toast the chronic

It ain't the season

The reasons strictly economic

So pour the jinn and tonic

Pump the Tony Bennet

If wifey ain't watchin' then I'm runnin' up in it

I'll make ya hot and spicy like some wavos rancheros

Then hit the Knicks game with my man Don Terros

And if the Knicks are winnin'

Then Spike Lee's grinnin'

Next I hit the spot with Stretch Armstrong spinnin'

Sippin wiskeys to my favorite cuts

Watchin' all the earthpieces shake their butts

Some People think I'm nuts 'cause I act a little funny

But play me soft I'll beat ya down like ya stole money
 

CHORUS
 

Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose

Politican' with your chickens it's time to get loose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose...
 

I see a million ....... goin' out on the bottle

The Heavy-Weight Champion never was a role model

I keep it idle with my B-boy brovado

From downtown Brooklyn

All the way to Colorado

Ya someone play the lotto...kid if you feel lucky

I'm not a toy but I'll hunt you down like Chucky

You must be buggin' 'cause I heard you want to buck me

You must be trippin' 'cause your women wants to fuck me
 

CHORUS
 

Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose

Politican' with your chickens it's time to get loose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose...
 

It's four for the cores

It goes on behind closed doors

When you go for yours

It matters the most

You like to brake a post

And drink and make a toast

When you don't come up close

Kid, you be coming up boast (?)

Plus, you playin' coastandoast (?)

But you girls on my Jimmy

Try to give me bassoast

Before you finish, kid that's Spanish for pieces

I'm nuttin' up, cuttin' up

The first man who disses me
 

CHORUS
 

Throw your hands in the air and shake your caboose

I'm politican with your chickens It's time to get loose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose...
 

Before you play yourself, kid, put your head in a noose

It's the wicked Pain inflicter...
 

 

 

Artist: Lordz Of Brooklyn feat. EVERLAST

Album: Gravesend Soundtrack, 1997

Title: GRAVESEND (Lake of Fire)

 

 

CHORUS

Where do gangstas go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly. (4x)

As the guitar gently weeps
My Rivera (car) streaks
Into the night like a bat out of hell.
All the wishes in the well couldn't keep me from my cell
I'm feeling paranoid I couldn't trust my clientele.
The Marlboro blows, I blow the smoke through my nose.
You reap what you sow, and Lord I know.
I took route 87 upstate New York.
I'm feelin like I sinned, so I must be getting soft.
Got an angel on my right, the devil on my left,
Conscious being on my brain, for every single death.
I'm seeing ghosts, I'm being haunted like the tell-tale heart.
I'm on the road alone, headlights in the dark.
I never ever ratted, kept my mouth shut.
Bad karma all around, and I'm running out of luck.
Next soldier wants my job, better watch my back,
Or I'll be the one in the trunk getting whacked.

CHORUS

Flatfoot on the street, rookie on the beat,
Looking for the crack spot, trying to hit a jackpot.
Have not, want not, gun shot, blough.
Dirty cop on the prowl, it's all legal.
Fuck karma, chameleon, Irish, Sicilian
Heritage since birth, sold my soul for what it's worth.
From London to Perth, Tokyo to Paris,
Caught in the Abyss like my name was Ed Harris.
Trying to build this palace, my heart's full of malice.
My soul's corrupt, I'm about to erupt.
Internal investigation's got me facing 25 to life,
I'm thinking kids and wife.
They cut me up, rough me up, and sweat my connection.
Now they got us all under witness protection.

CHORUS

Before there was a lotto, his people took your numbers.
Odds on the game; the point spreads over/under.
Went to private school, educated by nuns.
But like a pagan lost his faith through the gods of the guns.
A heist like the Brinks
Iced ladies like rinks
thought theyd never see the clink.
Slapped on the wrist, his case was dismissed.
You see, money talks, yo, it pays if you're rich, pops.
Grease the bulls (cops), just to bribe the judge.
Should have scared 'em straight, should of gave 'em tough love.
But that's when they hauled him from the jury to the warden.
Everybody had a price, but this time they can't afford 'em.

CHORUS

 

 

 

Artist: Lordz Of Brooklyn feat. EVERLAST, O. C. & Lord Finesse 

Album: Gravesend Soundtrack, 1997

Title: GRAVESEND (Lake of Fire Remix)

 

[Everlast]

Hey yo, you clock me, you watch me

Like Joanie loves Choche

You play my funny styles

You get smoked like Versace

They say gangstas make the world go 'round

But my types of sinnin' keeps the world spinnin'

So tell me why you smilin', yo, what's up with that grin

You make me crazy like Ginger Ganty, we uppin' the anty

We raisin' the stakes, tryin' to catch these brakes

While we go, statues got gangstas flippin' like Roots

So regulate your troops if you're a true general

Or end up in the grave just ask my man Sal
 

CHORUS
 

[Lordz of Brooklyn]

Where do the gangstas go when they die
 

[Everlast]

They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
 

 

 

Artist: EVERLAST

Album: Black and White Soundtrack

Title: LIFE'S A BITCH
 

 

Yeah Yeah

Whitey Ford and the likwit

2000 zero zero

Party just started
 

I got the complex subjects

The roughneck stature

The jerk factor results and bone fractures

Manufactured sounds and images

Got me scramblin' like football scrimages

Johnny Unitis

In god I trust

I don't need to get paper everytime I bust

Maybe I'll do it for charity

Now my label want to jerk me for my royalty

I guess thats what you get for loyalty

Life's a bitch don't take the shit personally
 

CHORUS

Life's a bitch don't take it personally (3x)

Life's a bitch don't take it personal
 

Call me a visionary advasary

Known to bust cherry on a young berry

Now tell me how much weight can your back carry

And tell me how far have you come now

Im sick of all these fake rock B-boys who think they down

'cause they got a tattoo and turn their hat round

Their all my sons just call me Sam

Recognize who I am boy we ain't fam

This ain't the sopranos

You know I roll with the rythm cubanos

And billions get served like McDonalds

So get the fuck on before I give you a tray

Year though I ride through the calley in my blinged up whip

I don't fear no evil pumpin' full clip

'cause you ain't nothin but a bitch to me

By 2002 you'll be history
 

CHORUS
 

Yo I motivate to propagate my oral linguistic

Mystical science act of defiance

Bitches get slapped on non-compliance

Catgorize me with industry giants

I'm callin shots like my man chick hearn

I can mix your burn while you wait your turn

I get respect in this here and that's hard to earn

I don't do it for the paper I got money to burn

My sole motivation is rock the whole nation

Make a rhodes scholar out of a dust patient

All you drug addicts with the thug tatics

You might go to jail if the charge really sticks
 

Life's a bitch don’t take it personally (7x)

Life's a bitch don’t take it personal
 

 

 

Artist: EVERLAST

Album:  A Prince Among Thieves Soundtrack, 1999

Title: MEN IN BLUE

 

 

[Sounds of people having sex]

[Someone knocking on door]

[Everlast] Alright, open the fucking door, it's the police.

[True] Oh shit, what the fuck?

[Everlast] Okay, I'm gonna count to three...THREE

[Girl screams as door gets kicked down]

[Everlast] Freeze, put your hands up! You, too bitch!

[True] What did I do? What's up?

[Everlast] Shut up, punk! I got a tip there was some foul play going on here.

Wait, hey I remember you, you're one of True's homeboys.

[E's Partner) Hey Sarge, we've got a gun, a few bags of weed, crack, it's not looking good.

[Everlast] Alright, put the cuffs on both of 'em.

[E's Partner] Okay, Sarge.

[Everlast] Aight punk, let me read you your rights you stupid motherfucker!

You're going down, punk!
 

[Sample] Give me some time to blow the man down
 

You have the right to remain silent

Anything you say can and will be twisted around

And used against you in a court of law

I'll make damn fucking sure of it

You have the right to an attorney

If you can not afford an attorney which you probably can't

One will be provided for you, you stupid freaken movie yon
 

It's the bad lieutenant, running up in your tenement

Planting evidence on any black resident

New York's largest crew, it's the Men in Blue

We stick together like glue, and make lives come true

My names Officer O'Malley (Bitchkowski), I'll shoot ya in the alley

And burn you like a cross at a fuckin' Klan rally

I got spicks selling nicks in the LEX

I stay untouchable like my name's Elliot Ness

New York's finest, with the bullet proof vest

I confinsate the chronic, I let you keep the stress

That is unless, you wanna try and test

I'm D.T. undercover, I'll lock up your mother

You just another brother, you ain't a Mafia Don

Who the fucks payroll do you think that I'm on
 

CHORUS

The police department it's like a crew, it does whatever it wants to do

The police department we're like a crew, we do whatever we want to do

The police department it's like a crew, it does whatever it wants to do

The police department it's like a crew, it does whatever it wants to do
 

You know this ain't surgical, and you ain't LP

I got a locker from this point to the Square of Albee

From the Bronx to Queens, from Brooklyn to Staten

We the most organized criminals in Manhattan

When we come we storm in full uniform

When the blue lights flash start running your cash

It goes back to the days of Al Capon and Frank Nitty

An illegal business controlled the city

Or what the bitty if your attitude shitty

Fuck my money up, kid and you'll be doing this bid

If you spill what I did I'll put a pill in your lid

Or get you busted like a cherry waitin' in the commissary
 

Ah, what's this? Crack? Is that a gun?

You stupid movie fuck, you're gonna be doing some real time, son
 

CHORUS

The police department it's like a crew, it does whatever it wants to do

The police department we're like a crew, we do whatever we want to do
 

I raid stairways in the PJ's just for thrills

And pull triggers on niggers that won't up the grills

It's product of the paper, punk that's the caper

If we make this connection I'll give you protection

And this year, the mans up for re-election

So rat out all the competition in your section

And the next day, they'll will be a drug sweep around your way

So let your crew know it's time to stay low

Keep uppin' the dough and you'll get the info on what's goin' down

And we can run this town, straight into the ground while we rise to the top

There ain't no such thing as a dirty cop

'Cause I plant what I want on any crime scene

I keep my hands clean you know what I mean
 

CHORUS

The police department it's like a crew, it does whatever it wants to do

The police department we're like a crew, we do whatever we want to do

The police department it's like a crew, it does whatever it wants to do

The police department it's like a crew, sample: blow the man down
 

 

 

Artist: EVERLAST feat. The White Folx

Album: Big Daddy Soundtrack, 1999

Title: ONLY LOVE CAN BREAK YOUR HEART

 

 

When you were young and on your own

How did it feel to be alone

I was always thinkin' of games that I was playin'

Tryin' to make the best of my time
 

CHORUS

But only love can break your heart

Try to be sure right from the start

Yes, only love can break your heart

And if your world should fall apart
 

I have a friend I've never seen

He hides his head inside a dream

Someone should call him and see if he can come out

Try to lose the down that he's found
 

CHORUS
 

 

 

Artist: EVERLAST

Album: End Of Days Soundtrack, 1999

Title: SO LONG

 

 

[Young Child]

Do you ever have bad dreams?

All I have is bad dreams...
 

[Everlast]

I knew a man with a son

He bought him a gun (gun)

Learned shortly just how to use it

Taught him huntin' and skinnin'

Right from the beginnin'

Built himself a mighty fine killa (killa)

Shorty got picked on, beat on and kicked on

All his classmates want to punk him

So the tears in his eye may catch him in the rye

Told his old man he went huntin'

Never felt so free like his destiny

Their was someone out on the horizon

His heart went cold, he felt a hundred years old

Started pullin' back on the trigga...
 

CHORUS

I think I'm gonna die today (today, today, today)

Everone who hurt me's gonna pay (pay, pay, pay)

How can such a short time feel so long (long, long, long)

How can such a young life go so wrong (wrong, wrong, wrong)

Go so wrong
 

[Voice]

What's it gonna take for you to really make it in life?
 

See me (see me)

Hear me (hear me)

But don't touch me

You should fear me (fear me)

Hold your life dearly

'Cause I'm seriously disturbed

That's my word (my word)

Straight to my mother

Wade, my brother (brother)

Found another to play sucker

'Cause I ain't the one who shaded your son

And took all your shine

Watch me get mine

And feel my love burn (burn)

Pay for my sins

Watch me grow turns

Psycho begins (psycho)

Losses he wins

Angels dancin' ontop of Heaven

Don't know where I'm goin'

But I know where I've been

You can't hear a sound

Clappin' for a pound

I came to get down

I came to get dirty

I came to get even (even, even, even)
 

CHORUS X3

I think I'm gonna die today (today, today, today)

Everone who hurt me's gonna pay (pay, pay, pay)

How can such a short time feel so long (long, long, long)

How can such a young life go so wrong (wrong, wrong, wrong)
 

Momma don't cry

Please, momma don't cry

Momma don't cry you did nothing wrong
 

 

 

Artist: EVERLAST
Album: Ali Soundtrack
Title: THE GREATEST
 

 

(The the, the the, the the, the the)

Don't throw no roses on my grave, boo
There's not a soldier, it's more like an angel
You got no where to run, no one to pray to
Jesus and Moses ain't comin' to save you
(The greatest, the the the greatest)

I flow like a butterfly, I sting like a hornet
They won't let me have it
Not even if no one else want it
And if I try to take it
They wanna break me down and strip me naked
They write a brand new rule and break it
They lie, they cheat, they steal, they fake it

But I'mma make it, Lord I can take it
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
Cut the drama boy, save it for your mama
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
I can't sweat it, know I got to get it
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
Without no doubt, my name will survive
(The greatest the the greatest man alive)
(The greatest man)
(The greatest, the the)

I'mma make it, Lord I can take it
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
Cut the drama boy, save it for your mama
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
I can't sweat it, I know I got to get it
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
Without no doubt, my name will survive
(The, the greatest man alive)

(The greatest, the the greatest man)
(The the, the greatest man alive)
(The, the the greatest, the the the greatest man)
(The greatest man alive)

I'mma make it, know that I can take it
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
Cut the drama boy, save it for your mama
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
I can't sweat it, I know I gotta get it
I'm the (The greatest man alive)
Without no doubt my name will survive
(The greatest man, the greatest man alive)

It only gets harder
It always seems so far away
The sky's getting darker
Another storm is on the way
(The the greatest, the the the greatest,the the)
Another storm is on the way
(The the the the greatest, the the greatest)
(The greatest man alive)