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Everlast - Ends Everlast - Ends |
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(Chorus:)
EEnds.... Dsome people will rob (D4)their Amother for the
EEnds.... Drats snitch on (D4)one Aanother for the
EEnds.... Dsometimes kids (D4)get Amurdered for the
EEnds.... Dso before we go (D4)any Afurther i want my
EEnds....
(Riff 1)
EI knew this cat named Darrell, he didn't have a dollar
AHe was a Harvard material, out league A4susscholar
EHad a PHD ... An MBA
ABut now he's waitin' tables cause there's rent toA4sus pay
ECompany's down sizin', inflation's risin'
ACan't find a job, he's feelin' kindaA4sus stressed
EDoesn't even feel the effects when he says
AForgot to count how many times he been A4susblessed
ESo he falls off track starts smokin' the crack
AOnce it hits his brain, starts a chain A4susreact
ESells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet
AHe's loosin' all his teeth now he's out on the A4susstreet
EWhen all of a sudden he's like Jesse James
ATryin' to stick up kids for they watches and A4suschains
EWhen he's visitin' the school he's nervous with his tool
ASo he ends up on his back in a bloody A4suspool for the
(Chorus)
(Riff 1)
I knew this chick named Sally she had a nice strut
And every where that I went, she was up in the cut
Swingin' that butt like place your ad here
Only rapper bens they rock the fly gear
Brand name wearin', champagne waivin'
Jewels around her neck like the style she's cravin'
Aint no savin' she's doin' all the spendin'
If you do the lendin' she'll do the bendin'
Straight machine vendin', its money to take
On shoppin' sprees, get her on her knees
And if you hit her with the keys to your crib you actin' funny
Come home one day find her countin' outch yo' money
From the wetland all the way to the Apollo
If you broke she spit and if you rich she might swallow... for the
(Chorus)
(Guitar Solo)
I knew these two home boys, that made a lotta noise
Makin' money on the block, from kids was on they jock
They were tougher than lead, they like a river when run
DMC when they was toting to gun
They hold then wait, they goin' outta state
Stakin' mad chips and pushin' fat whips
Flys chew they clothes, they got no job
And then one disappeared, then one got robbed..... for the
(Chorus x2)
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