(EVERLAST)
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What, you think it can't happen
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Soul Assassins, two-thousand, word
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It goes somethin' like this
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Ah-ha, I'm Vision-Quest, Fresh Fest era terror
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Krush Groovin like a low budget movie
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I'm Wild Style like Lee Quinones, stop ridin' on my cajones
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I talk with a speak that's much unique
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While you desperately seek for that Susie freak
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Yo, word to Rob One he used to like the big ladies
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My name's Everlast I started back in the 80's like
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All up in your nostril, actin' hostile, 13th appostile
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Going postal, holy ghost mode
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While you walkin' on the host strow actin' bicoastal (???)
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Bitch, try to play the middle, snitch, wind up in the hospital
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Cat on a hot tin roof with no fiddle
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Put your money in the middle get broke like coal
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(CHORUS)
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Two deadly assassins makin' the ???
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I'm Real, I'm Everlast and I'm takin' 'em all
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Just when you thought it was safe to make a tape
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Two deadly assassins seelin' your fate
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(B-REAL)
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I spit out the fire you won't know what hit
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Watch me lace you up quicker than the joint gets lit
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I got tears in this shit what do you got a couple
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If you gotta hustle, what do you want, trouble
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Jokin' (???) at the two who go way back like chucks (???) (way back)
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With a hand on the pump by the big black trucks (fools)
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You can't trust a soul in the City of Angels
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The strange hoes want a piece look at these lame hoes (???)
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I stained those with hot blood and changed clothes (???)
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And main fools who wanna rock the same clothes (???)
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And use the same flows, these son originals (???)
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Niggas, all of a sudden if anyone wants to run up (???)
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You get chastised and baptised and blood (???)
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When the g
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Deadly Assassins
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| B-Real |
