guess who´s back þarký sözü

i got the skills to pay the bills
i don´t pop pills but i send chills
up your spine when i rhyme
i get wicked, you got a booger, pick it
sippin´ on the 40, ya know it makes me horny
spread them legs, grab my axe
fire up the grill and crack the kegs
nobody fear, the party´s here
everlast is comin´, the funky drummer´s drummin´
ya only came backstage to make the front page
to get me locked up, or get yourself knocked up
but i ain´t with it, even if i did it
i got a hundred homeboys to say i didn´t hit it
my name´s everlast, i got the funky rhymes
i make more papers than the la times
i don´t do lines, but i puff blunts
i don´t rock fronts, but i stuff stunts
fill ´em to the brim like a cup of coffee
if ya don´t know me, homey, back up off me
cause i ain´t soft, see, i´ll fly ahead
you wind up dead, you made your bed
now ya gotta lie in it, don´t bother tryin´ it
take my advice, homeboy, think twice
before you step up, step back
or catch a smack, guess who´s back

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(he´s back) guess who´s back (everybody´s in the street) (4x)
(he´s back) (everybody´s in the street) (3x)
(he´s back) (2x)

he´s back from the dead, with the shaved head
don´t start to trip, dip, i brought my lead
just in case you wanna fuck around
i´ll stare ya dead in the face, and then i´ll buck ya down
i´ll put ya six feet deep, some say talk´s cheap
but i make big bucks servin´ up punk ducks
by the pound, i got the sound
i never been checked, i only get wrecked
i kick the willy drag, let my pants sag
don´t give up the booty, cause i ain´t no fag
checkin´ out checkit, i´m prone to wreck shit
if ya dig this joint, check the next shit
i´m everlast and it´s a natural fact
that the white man is back

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i´ll eat you up like some butter cups from reeses
i come in peace, but you´ll leave in pieces
that´s how i´m livin´, that´s how it goes
everyday i´m sleepin´, every night i´m doin´ shows
always gettin´ hoes when there´s hoes to get got
always wear my hat so i never need a shot
always drink a beer before i write a rhyme
and if i have to drive i avoid the one time
stay between the lines and i won´t get pulled over
i don´t need luck cause i got a four leaf clover
yea i´m irish, word to the motherland
but on the otherhand
i love america, apple pie, mom and all that
my pockets stay phat, step the fuck back
play me close and you catch a mean dose
of my fist, homeboy you get dissed

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