transcribed with OHHLA.com [this has significantly different lyrics compared to the remix album version]



[Everlast]
Yeah, haha, you know what time it is
House Of Pain, Killa Rhyme Klik up in this piece
Scheme Team, Ill Kid, Gifted Unlimited, Everlast
What's up? Haha
You know I had to (...), baby
What time is it? Haha

I say brothers are amused by other brothers raps
But they're all playin' roles just like Omar Epps
I see so many players I wonder where the coach is
My name's Everlast I'm hard to kill like roaches
The dough that you're making has got you frontin' and fakin'
Your heart's been shook your brain's cooked like bacon
Can't believe you're not butter you thought you was on it
Out trying to flaunt it but it's just Blue Bonnet
And now it's my turn kid watch me churn
There's only so many spots they're hard to earn

[Guru]
Pack it up pack it in, so let me begin
Don't make me have to smack your dumb ass into a head spin
You're left in suspense from the aura of my presence
Trying to get props under false pretense
You wanna say something but you're not sure
If I'm a diss ya 'cause you're not pure
Like the cheap version that gets cut with baking soda
If you had game you still couldn't get over
I know your crew's gotta be crazy weak
'Cause I can judge them by the company they keep
Way deep is how I get into this rap thing
While you're napping I got your chick's titties flappin'
She's asking for me to hit her off lovely
I'm a slay all you punks like as if I was Buffy

[Everlast]
When you sell out to appeal to the masses
You have to go back and enroll in some classes
All you curve pieces start shaking your asses
All you blunt holders take two pulls and pass it
Back in '89 I dropped too much acid
Back from Lake Habasoo out to Lake Placid
While you busy ragging on the people you blasted
I'm asking how many days have you fasted

[hook: Everlast]
Get up I'll break ya down a little somethin'
I'm fed up it's time to go head huntin'
Dead up too many crews be frontin'
I'm fed up it's time to go head huntin'
Get up I'll break ya down a little somethin'
I'm fed up it's time to go head huntin'
Dead up too many crews be frontin'
I'm fed up it's time to go head huntin'

[Guru]
Hey, what's that sound? don't turn around
To your back I got the greyhound
Hard for you chumps that act odd
The ones faking jacks packing guns acting hard
But let's suppose you really had a burner
You would still need some lessons on how to hold it firmer
Fuck a murder, I'm a just kill your ego
'Cause we know that you ain't really got no people
Mutterin' about "my man" this, "my homie" that
You need to get the fuck out my face cause you dont know me Jack

[Everlast]
I say eeny, meeny, miney, moe
I put seeds in your mental and I watch 'em grow
Turn on the instrumental and then clock my flow
Put the dough in my pocket, and I rock the show
'Cause I know and you know this is how we do
Salaam alaikum - to the Muslim
Shalom - to the Hebrew
Greed, lust, envy, sloth, gluttony, pride and wrath
Do the math
These seven deadly sins represent my jinn
You scheming on testing me kid where you been
I been told all my life I'm my only friend
There's a killer on the road money its the end
And you might think that I'm a dummy
But while you're out at the spot
I'm home chilling with your honey

[Guru]
I kicks flavor
Like Steven King I'll write the horror
If you want to see tomorrow, and when I lead, you best to follow
Or you'll be left along the road in the dust
And me and you won't have too much to discuss
Trust me I be the Gifted Unlimited
Too many of these rappers blowing up because of Guinness kid
You ain't did the bid you ain't never pulled the trigger
You battle me I make you stagger more than liquor
I get raw I'm quickdraw the outlaw I dealt y'all
Ready to fuck with me so boy you better stop
'Cause I'm a beat your ass like your pops

[Everlast]
Get the real estate, money, and then the props

[hook: Everlast]

[Everlast]
Lord, have some mercy
On my soul... whoa!
Say Lord, please have some mercy
On my soul... whoa!

[hook: Everlast (Cockni O'Dire)]
A-get up, I'll break ya down a lil' somethin (I get violent!)
I'm fed up, it's time to go headhuntin (and start whylin)
Dead up, too many crews be frontin (So keep silent)
I'm fed up, it's time to go headhuntin (I'm not jokin!)
Get up, I'll break ya down a lil' somethin (It's not what I'm smokin)
I'm fed up, it's time to go headhuntin (Don'tcha make me choke dem)
Dead up, too many crews be frontin (You'll get yo' egg broken)
I'm fed up, it's time to go headhuntin

[Cockni O'Dire]
While some (...) well they done huntin
Comin like a foul me play me not buntin
Knockin you outta park when me lookin
Yes Cock-ni, done pump outta Brooklyn
Low-Lifes area, power to Queens
Heights, know what it means
And it (...), me nah need no Benz
All me needs me breddren, fuck me friends!
Anyone a dem a want to borrow I lend my dough
Move ya pussy and blow!

[hook: Everlast]