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Everlast

Deadly Assassins

 

Deadly Assassins

(album: Eat At Whitey's - 2000)


[EVERLAST]
What, you think it can't happen
Soul Assassins, two-thousand, word
It goes something like this
Ah-ha, I'm Vision-Quest, Fresh Fest era terror
Krush Groovin like a low budget movie
I'm Wild Style like Lee Quinones, stop riding 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 80's like
All up in your nostril, acting hostile, 13th appostile
Going postal, holy ghost mode
While you walking on the host strow acting bicoastal (???)
Bitch, try to play the middle, snitch, wind up in the hospital
Cat on a hot tin roof with no fiddle
Put your money in the middle get broke like coal

[CHORUS]
Two deadly assassins making the ???
I'm Real, I'm Everlast and I'm taking 'em all
Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
Two deadly assassins seeling your fate

[B-REAL]
I spit out the fire you won't know what hit
Watch me lace you up quicker than the joint gets lit
I got tears in this shit what do you got a couple
If you gotta hustle, what do you want, trouble
Joking (???) at the two who go way back like chucks (???) (way back)
With a hand on the pump by the big black trucks (fools)
You can't trust a soul in the City of Angels
The strange hoes want a piece look at these lame hoes (???)
I stained those with hot blood and changed clothes (???)
And main fools who wanna rock the same clothes (???)
And use the same flows, these son originals (???)
Niggas, all of a sudden if anyone wants to run up (???)
You get chastised and baptised and blood (???)
When the gat lies it don't matter, you scatter (???)
You run, you ungrateful most hateful leech niggas (???)
Swollow in your misery I'm out of reach niggas (???)

[CHORUS]
Two deadly assassins making the ???
I'm Real, I'm Everlast and I'm ready to brawl
Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
Two deadly assassins seeling your fate

Two deadly assassins making the ???
I'm Real, I'm Everlast and I'm taking 'em all
Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
Two deadly assassins seeling your fate

done

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