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Настоящее имя Erik Schrody
Дата рождения 18 августа 1969 г.
Откуда Valley Stream, New York, United States
Жанры Blues
Hip-hop
Rock
Alternative
Country Rap
Годы 1988—н.в.
Лейблы Universal
Island Records
Island Def Jam Music Group
Tommy Boy Records
Play It Again Sam
См. также B-Real
Soul Assassins
Cypress Hill
Carlos Santana
House of Pain
La Coka Nostra
Ice-T
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Альбом Everlast


White Trash Beautiful (25.05.2004)
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I met a woman in West Virginia
Said her name was Alabama
She from a little town outside Savannah
Where everyone talk that country grammar
She said she killed a man down in Atlanta
He beat her and he drank til he couldn't stand up
He told her that he loved her but he couldn't stand her
She caught him in his sleep hit him with a hammer
Then she sold her car and she bought a gun
Johnny Law got her on the run
Another broken bottle and the damage done
We've all been blinded by the sun

Blinded by the sun...

Her breathe was sweet, her eyes were pretty
She said her zodiac sign was cancer
She was on her way to New York City
Trying to get a job there as a dancer
Then she asked if she could ride home with me
Now I'm still thinking on the answer
She pulled on love… She don't take pity
She'll break your heart if you give her the chance to
If Grandma's got an Uzi and it weighs a ton
Johnny Law got her on the run
Another broken bottle and the damage done
We've all been blinded by the sun, blinded by the sun
Sun…sun…sun

Lord have mercy on me for all the things I've done
I've lost my mind, my eyes were blinded by the sun
Don't forsake me Lord I'm not the only one
I've lost my mind, my eyes were blinded by the sun
Blinded by the sun

And Grandma's got an Uzi and it weighs a ton
Johnny Law got her on the run
Another Broken bottle and the damage done

. . .



You're the air that I breathe
The sun when it breaks through the clouds
You're all that I need
But I know that you're having some doubts
Beggin' you please girl
I'm sorry I let you down

I'm broken like a promise
I'm shattered like a dream
I'm broken with all my pieces scattered 'round for you to see
I'm broken like record
I sing the same old song
I'm broken like the heart of a man that's run away from love too long
Girl what about you
What about you girl

It's so hard to speak
I can barely look you in the eye
It's so hard to breathe
I know I ain't afraid to die
Your breath is so sweet
Your kisses could get me high
My heart is so weak
But your loving could get me by

I'm broken like a promise
I'm shattered like a dream
I'm broken with all my pieces scattered 'round for you to see
I'm broken like record
I sing the same old song
I'm broken like the heart of a man that's run away from love too long
Girl what about you
What about you girl

I'm broken like a promise
I'm shattered like a dream
I'm broken with all my pieces scattered 'round for you to see
I'm broken like record
I sing the same old song
I'm broken like the heart of a man that's run away from love too long
Girl what about you
What about you girl
Girl what about you
What about you girl

. . .



White Trash Beautiful, Trailer Park Queen
She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5
She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool
But all he can do for money is drive
Out late haulin' freight on Interstate 5,
prayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
And you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm comin' home to you girl

He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open
He won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin'
Drinkin himself to sleep is his only way of copein'
She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open
It's 4 AM and doin 95,
Tryin to stay awake and make it home alive

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
I know you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm comin' home to you girl

Her lips say painted red, nametag's crooked
Her heart's been gone awhile with the truck driving man
that took it
He keeps her photograph on his rearview mirror
She prays for him every night, she hopes that he can hear her

White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you girl
I know you coulda found you some better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm comin' home to you girl

. . .



*Phone Rings*
(Hello?)
(Hey is she home yet?)
(No, she's not home yet)
(All right, thanks)
Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And ask you to be mine
But you're so hard to find
Girl I'm sleeping alone

Baby girl she makes the good motion
Make no mistake she's deep as the ocean
Jake never sleeps in the heart of the city
And God'll never make another woman this pretty
And I can never guess why she even messed wit' me
Word to P.Diddy
I treated her shitty
I'm sick of cliches like opposites attract
When they drop the drum track
Screaming "Baby come back"
Reality bites like pit bull fights
I jump outta bed and throw on my lights
Your clothes are all gone
And you ain't there
And your makeup drawer is empty
I found an old picture of you washing your hair
And now we ain't even friendly

Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you're so hard to find
Girl I'm sleeping alone

Ain't too many kids that bang like this shorty
She'll sip champagne
She'll come drink a forty
Got a smell that intice
Dress kinda sporty
In public she's nice
In private she's naughty
I had every man's dream in the palm of my hand
And fucked it all up like the Taliban
She left town with my ring and wrecked all our plans
And I don't even care about the fifty grand
Man the hell with the cash cause that ain't the point
We used to sit around and laugh as we smokin' the joint
We used to watch TV and eat chicken wings
We had tickle fights
We did the wild things
Now I'm all alone up in my room
This house is feelin' empty
We used to talk about being bride and groom
And now we ain't even friendly

Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you're so hard to find
Girl I'm sleeping alone

Me corazon
Ain't comin' home
The sweetest thing I've ever known
Turned off her phone
Left me alone
The pain that cuts down to the bone
It can't be fixed
Scars don't heal
None of these chiks out here is real
Some of these chicks got sex appeal
But their souls all come up empty
Put me in the mix, girl, what's the deal?
All I'm trying to be is friendly

Try to get you on the phone
But your mother always says you're gone
And you ain't coming home
Girl I'm sleeping alone
Try to get you on the line
And beg you to be mine
But you're so hard to find

. . .



This is the warning…I warned you baby x3 (sample)

Back of the liqueur store bout' to blaze this joint
Got some dice in my hand
My man says six is your point
Trying to hit the hard way so I can break like Steve Miller
Take the money then I run son
I'm a lover and a killer

This is the warning…I warned you baby x3 (sample)

I feel like god and the devil
I'm a saint
I'm a sinner
I'm a hard rocking'
Hard headed
Hard sick summer winner
I'm a kush blazing'
Bush chasing
Product of the city
And I ain't asking for your love
And I don't want your pity
So girl don't talk about me shitty
Don't act all high and ditty
If your man keep playing me funny
I'mma come take all his money
And leave him holy from this blessing
With my four pound smith and Wesson
Better watch out who you're stressing
Fuck around you'll learn your lesson

This is the warning…I warned you baby x3 (sample)

Back of the liqueur store trying to break these chumps
Bunch of heads in a circle, daddy's handing out lumps
Trying to shake these bones
I'm trying to get these shoes
But yo they all think Whitey's cheating
Cause tonight I can't lose.
They wanna take my funds
But I'mma blaze my guns
We're burning sensations
And heart palpitations
Why you breathing so heavy
While your palms are sweaty
And if you thinking bout' a stick' move
Word to god you ain't ready


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I'm gonna find me, a woman that's real
I'm gonna find me, a woman that's strong
I'm gonna find me a woman that's oh so true
I got a pedestal to put her on
I found me a girl, she's sweet as could be
And everything in her world revolved all around me
I had a chance to make her mine, but I was too blind to see
Now I got to let her go, and pray she comes back to me

[Chorus]
She's my angel, she's my lover, she's my very best friend
I hate her cause I love her so I hurt her again
Don't want no other lover, Won't go through it again
She's my angel, she's my lover, she's my very best friend

Gonna find me, a woman that's young
Gonna find me a woman that's pretty
Gonna find me a woman that swears I'm the one
I'm gonna try not to treat her shitty
Girl, I've been drinking heavy ever since you've been gone
And I've been thinking baby, that I was wrong
And you've been holding out for way too long
I get this feeling that you don't wanna be long

[Chorus]

I'm gonna find me, a woman that's tough
I'm gonna find me a woman that's loyal
I'm gonna find me a woman that say she got enough
And that's when I'm gonna spoil
Girl I've been waiting such a very long time
My heart's gonna break girl if I don't make you mine
What's past is past, what's done I cannot rewind
All said and done girl, you're one of a kind


. . .



Sittin' alone and I hear rain fallin' on my windowsill
Just wanna do what's right but I don't know if I ever will
There's so many reasons, too many excuses
And all these prescriptions, got too many uses
And I'm so lonely
It's kind of scary
And this kind of lonely is making me weary
I'm so lonesome I could die

Sittin' alone and I am waitin' for the sun to shine
Sometimes I kneel and pray hoping someday you'll be mine
She's so many miles away
So many things to say
And all of the games we'd play don't matter anyway
Cause I'm so lonely
The sex is empty
But this kind of lonely makes it easy to tempt me
I'm so lonesome I could die
I'm so lonesome I could die

Sittin' alone and I am waitin' for somebody to call
Think if I up and died wouldn't nobody notice at all
Cause I'm so insecure and I feel so unsure
Can't take it anymore, no
It's never been like this before
And I'm so lonely, feel like cryin'
And this kinda lonely is worse than dyin'
I'm so lonesome I could die
I'm so lonesome I could die

. . .



-You came into my life
-I don't have to wonder no more, I can feel it all in my soul
It's Soul Music
-It's deep down in my soul
Feel the Burn
I can see I got a good foundation deep down in my soul
-Its deep down in my soul
It's Soul Music
I feel the need for contemplation deep down in my soul
-It's deep down in my soul

Yo, I first took breath in Hemstead, Long Island
Born in American ancestry from Ireland
You ain't knowin me, you'd better stop smilin'
Aint nothin funny once my dummies start whiling
You talkin loud now all of a sudden it's silent
Your premonitions say it's about to get violent
You want permission just to blink your own eyelids
I got my soldiers, everywhere they go, I win
No stick moves, aint no cap peeling
Where I come from real men don't catch feelins
We don't rhyme about fake jacks or drug dealin
The shit I drop will leave all your brains on the ceilin'
Mass appealin, done it since the '80s
Rock rhymes for my dogs, sing songs for my ladies
Spend money like crazy, aint got no babies
If I don't make it in heaven I'll run shit in Hades

Now I can see I got a good foundation deep down in my soul
-Its deep down in my soul
It's Soul Music
I feel the need for contemplation deep down in my soul
-It's in my soul
Soul Music
And I can feel a dark sensation deep down in my soul
-It's deep down in my soul
Soul Music
Tryin to find an explanation deep down in my soul
-It's deep down in my soul

Yo I shit on competition
Spit on percussion
Beats are bonecrushin
One deep I'm bum-rushin
Guns they get stuck in
Someone starts buckin
The jewels that I'm truckin got pimps upchuckin
You can't hold me down
You can't hold my hand
A full grown man with the one God plan

I represent the colors that never run
God bless DMC
God bless Reverend Run
R.I.P. for the J.M.J.
Tell Big and Scott LaRock that we all say hey
Be like Tupac or be like Kid 'n Play
Do you wanna burn out or just fade away
I can rock the mic with no delay
With my head to the ground every time I pray
You can catch a heart attack or get blown away
Cause this type of shit happens everyday

Feel the burn
-I can feel it all in my soul
It's Soul Music
-It's deep down in my soul
Feel the burn
-It's in my soul
It's Soul Music
-It's deep down in my soul

Feel the burn
Now I can see I got a good foundation deep down in my soul
-Its deep down in my soul
It's Soul Music
I feel the need for contemplation deep down in my soul
-It's in my soul
Soul Music
And I can feel a dark sensation deep down in my soul
-It's deep down in my soul
Soul Music
Tryin to find an explanation deep down in my soul
-It's deep down in my soul

. . .


I said God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it

Come on, bounce, rock, skate
Tune in, drop out, de-motivate
Renegotiate for the proper rate
Somethin' to push weight, have to go up state
And fuckin' jailbait is statutory rape
And don't you never get your ass caught on tape
This ain't New York, there ain't no escape
And Superman's just another pimp in a cape
And even if both your eyes come up snake
It's time to get wise, rise and cut the cake
It don't take much for the Earth to quake
So watch what you clutch when you on the tape
I'm tryna tell you

God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it

I don't know where I'm going, I hardly know where I've been
The only thing I know for sure, the party's bout to begin, you got it
Thousand angels dancing, all on the head of a pin
Some people live in righteousness, and some people live in sin, you got it

God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it

Everybody jump in Lord, everybody jump in
Everybody jump in Lord, everybody jump in, you got it

Yo I'm a pimp, I'm a thief, I'm a killer, I'm a dealer
I'm a Holy man preacher, I'm a teacher, I'm a healer
I'm a mover, I'm a shaker, I'm a giver, I'm a taker
I'm a long time bonafide big money maker
I'm a winner, I'm a loser, I'm a begger, I'm a choser
I'm a thug, I'm a poser, I'm a chronic drug user
I've been rapping, I've been mixing, I'm fact and then I'm fiction
I'm a walkin' talkin' livin' breathin' contradiction
I'm working for my God but I'm playing with the devil
Don't act like you can see me cause I'm on another level
I'm a mic burner, not a trick turner
I'll act like Ike Turner, then I'll treat you like Tina

God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna wear my skin
Time to get the party started, everybody jump in, you got it
God wanna fill my heart, the devil wanna take my soul
Gotti got a broken heart, party's gotten out of control, you got it

The party's gotten out of control, y'all
The party's gotten out of control
The party's gotten out of control, y'all
The party's gotten out of control, you got it

. . .



Too much time thinkin' bout all of my mistakes
My heart, my mind, my soul, my body aches
I hunger for the loving arms of your embrace
I walk along a lonely road

[Chorus]
I walk along a lonely road
My back is strong, girl
I'll carry the load
On the grind, in time I'll pay the debt that's owed
I walk along a lonely road

Too much time, thinkin' bout everything that went wrong
I cry my eyes out every time I hear your song
I hope this path leads me back where I belong
I walk along a lonely road

[Chorus]

Too much pride for me to up and take the blame
Deep inside, girl, its killin' me with pain
Every night when I sleep I call your name
I walk along a lonely road


. . .


I seen her at a stop light on Alverano
Was sittin' in a pearl white Eldorado
In a gangsta lean she were revvin' the throttle
Got a sticker on the bumper say she like techano
She looked like Selena, the truth couldn't be plainer
She like a gangsta boogie, her mama calls her cookie

My friends call her a sad girl cause her man went away
And he ain't never coming back, so cry another tattoo sea

Sad girl living on the east side of the city
Proud woman, boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

I seen her at the market she was pushing a stroller
Smoking on a cigarette, drinkin' a soda
Laughin' at a joke that somebody just told her
Got her baby's name tattooed on the back of her shoulder
She looked like an angel, she talked like the devil
She looked like a stranger, she lived like a rebel

She's a sad girl, cause her man went away
And he ain't never coming back, so cry another tattoo sea

Sad girl living on the east side of the city
Proud woman, boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

Hey sad girl, we can take this slow
Baby what you lookin' for, let me know
You say you want a man that can give you some dough
You say buy my babyshoes and buy him a coat
And buy my baby food to put down his throat
I won't play you like a ho, it ain't like that yo
Let me holler at you later, we can go to the show
I ain't tryna rock the boat, I'm tryna keep you afloat

I seen her at the post office mailing a letter
She couldn't send no money but she made him a sweater
She's talking on the pay phone and something upset her
I really wanna hold her but I only just met her
But I could tell she'd been crying, she said she felt like dying
She never been so alone no, she gotta make it on her own though

She's a sad girl, cause her man went away
And he ain't never coming back

Sad girl living on the east side of the city
Proud woman, boy, she don't want none of your pity
Sad girl got no one to rely on
Proud woman don't need your shoulder to cry on

. . .


Clock on the wall keeps ticking away
I've got to go, but I'd love to stay

Yo I've been walkin' round in the streets of these cities
I've flipped a few whiskies, I've rode a few kitties
I made a few dollars, I bought a few bottles
I popped a few collars then rocked a few models
I've pushed a few buttons, left all you cats guessing
It's ? Garcia, bia, who you stressin'
I'm ?, bout to drop blessings
I had to kill Whitey, word to the almighty
I'm tailor-made and I'm custom-fitted
Can't none of y'all cats do it like I did it
I might come sing it, I might come spit it
And if you wanna take it, try to come get it
You'll get your wig splitted, get your grill busted
I'm crazy like the Beastie Boys were still dusted

Clock on the wall keeps ticking away
A tick tock and you don't stop
I've got to go, but I'd love to stay
A tock tick and you don't quit, hit it
Clock on the wall keeps ticking away
A tick tock and you don't stop
I've got to go, but I'd love to stay
A tock tick and you don't quit, hit it

Yo, off the dummy's instrumental, I spit heavy metal
Never been from the ghetto, keep it mad fundamental
Became a night devil, ? rebel
Add some bass, add some treble, pump up my level
Cause mad motherfuckers done bit my steeze
And the game has got biters like dogs got fleas
And all you dick riders get up off your knees
Drinkers turn your bottles up, smokers burn your trees
Learn your A B C's, mind your P's and Q's
Fuck around, get shot up, wind up on the news
Yo, it's ? Garcia, he a singin' the blues
Rockin' shiney jewels and some brand new shoes
I love my mama cause she ain't raised no fools
My golden rule is stay holdin' the tool
What you doing to your people's comes back on you
Don't know when the grim reaper wants to rendezvous
It's like

Clock on the wall keeps ticking away
A tick tock and you don't stop
I've got to go, but I'd love to stay
A tock tick and you don't quit, hit it
Clock on the wall keeps ticking away
A tick tock and you don't stop
I've got to go, but I'd love to stay
A tock tick and you don't quit, hit it

I hear mad motherfuckers say they're ready to die
Acting like they don't care but I swear they lie
Tell you now if they had to look death in the eye
They beg and they plead and they scream and they cry
When the reaper calls, you all will fall
You all will fall when the reaper calls
When the reaper calls, you all will fall
You all will fall when the reaper calls
I hear a lot of motherfuckers say they down for the kill
Most of them are just clowns but they swear they will
Spend a lot of time being down, keepin' it real
But I pay more attention to the ones that keep still
You all will fall when the reaper calls
When the reaper calls, you all will fall
You all will fall when the reaper calls
When the reaper calls, you all will fall

Clock on the wall keeps ticking away
A tick tock and you don't stop
I've got to go, but I'd love to stay
A tock tick and you don't quit, hit it
Clock on the wall keeps ticking away
A tick tock and you don't stop
I've got to go, but I'd love to stay
A tock tick and you don't quit, hit it

. . .



Somewhere between the lies and truths, borderlines get shady.
Somewhere between the yeses and nos you can find a maybe.
Somewhere between the highs and lows you can spot the middle.
Somewhere between the questions and clues you can solve the riddle
Somewhere along the road you might need a place to stay.
Somewhere along the line you're gonna have to pass away.
And somewhere in space you still remind me of a reason.
And summertime you still smell like my favorite season.

Chorus:
And it feels like pain…
It's just like pain…
Love is like pain…
Some people like pain…

Somewhere between the mountain and sea a river is flowing
Somewhere between the earth and the sky, the winds of change are blowing
Somewhere between the two of us a space is growing
Somewhere between suspicion and trust are the things worth knowing.

Somewhere along the road you might want to hitch a ride
Somewhere along the line you're gonna have to swallow your pride
Somewhere inside you still remind me of a feeling
Somewhere deeper still are wounds that are not healing.

Chorus

Put your nails in my hand….Pain
Fill my eyes up with sand…Pain
Papercuts on my tongue…Pain
We're right now where we begun…Pain

Somehow I only hurt the ones who really mattered
Somehow she played her role although her soul was battered
Someday soon I know my ashes will be scattered
Someday soon I know my former becomes latter


. . .



2 pieces of drama
The hammer's bout' to fall
2 pieces of drama
there's gunplay in the hall
2 pieces of drama
Make peace with your momma, the consequence is dire
2 pieces of drama
Boy you know not to play with fire

He rocks a big ??? caber
A ping pong table for a ring
He's mentally unstable
To him murder it ain't no thing
He'll do you dirty style
He's holding dirty bile
He's out pumping on the corner
Trying to stay warm
And keep it cool like Miles

He keeps it fundamental
He's got the jeans and the bubblegoose on
There's murder on his mental
He's got the deuce deuce in his palm

And y'all know the fable
How cain did able
Ever since the beginning
The world keeps pinning just like a turntable

2 pieces of drama
The hammer's bout' to fall
2 pieces of drama
there's gunplay in the hall
2 pieces of drama
Make peace with your momma, the consequence is dire
2 pieces of drama
Boy you know not to play with fire

La la la la la la la la (B Real Hand on the Pump sample)

When it's selling out back
Likes to pump crack
To the fiends that be getting high
He keeps his hand on the pump
He's ready to dump
On any chump that would even try
He got a finger on the trigger
He ain't scared to pull it
Head full of liquor
Boy you might catch a bullet
They're holes in stable
Drugs on the table
Everybody's sitting round
Watching cops on the cable
Dressed like a slob
Keeps his hair braided
He's never been robbed,
He's only been raided.
He's never known joy
The boy is so jaded
He's never been loved
He's only been hated
His soul's on ice
His heart is stone
Just another dead king
Rotting on his throne
With a pain that would
Cut you down to the bone
You're born alone
Boy you die alone

2 pieces of drama
The hammer's bout' to fall
2 pieces of drama
there's gunplay in the hall
2 pieces of drama
Make peace with your momma, the consequence is dire
2 pieces of drama

. . .



Maybe you could take a lil' piece of my pain
Maybe you can make it all feel the same
Maybe you can burn this night in my brain
Maybe you can find someone else to blame
For all this pain…

Maybe

Maybe you could tell me about your worst fear
Don't say it out loud, whisper in my ear
Ain't never felt nothing' like this here
Maybe you can see things a lil' more clear
Dry away your tear

I love you are just three words that are overused when we're talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my name…a piece of my pain

Maybe

Maybe we can talk about all my dreams
Watch them all come apart at the seams
Sometimes when it rains it really teams
Sometimes they cut diamonds with laser beams…..whatever that means

I love you are just three words that are overused when we're talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my time…that would be fine

Maybe

I love you are just three words that are overused when we're talking
Love and friendship, situations get confusing so often
Maybe I should give this woman my name…a piece of my pain


. . .


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