Everybody's in the street
Everybody's in the street
Sippin' on the forty ya know it makes me horny
Everlast is comin', the funky drummer's drummin'
If ya don't know me, homey, back up off me
Guess who's back
He's back
He's back
I love America, apple pie, mom and all that
He's back
To get me locked up or get yourself knocked up
Everyday I'm sleepin', every night I'm doin' shows
Up your spine when I rhyme
I'll eat you up like some butter cups from Reese's
I come in peace, but you'll leave in pieces
I got a hundred homeboys to say I didn't hit it
He's back from the dead with the shaved head
I'm Everlast and it's a natural fact
I never been checked, I only get wrecked
He's back
He's back
He's back
Guess who's back
I don't pop pills but I send chills
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
Everybody's in the street
That's how I'm livin', that's how it goes
Everybody's in the street
But I ain't with it even if I did it
He's back
You wind up dead, you made your bed
Guess who's back
I don't do lines, but I puff blunts
Everybody's in the street
Checkin' out check it, I'm prone to wreck shit
He's back
Nobody fear the party's here
Yeah, I'm Irish, word to the motherland
Everybody's in the street
I'll stare ya dead in the face and then I'll buck ya down
Guess who's back
He's back
You only came backstage to make the front page
Guess who's back
Before you step up, step back or catch a smack
He's back
I kick the willy drag, let my pants sag
Spread them legs, grab my ax
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
By the pound, I got the sound
Guess who's back
If ya dig this joint, check the next shit
But on the other hand
I'll put ya six feet deep, some say talk's cheap
He's back
I don't need luck 'cause I got a four leaf clover
He's back
Everybody's in the street
Homeboy, you get dissed
My name's Ever last, I got the funky rhymes
He's back
He's back
He's back
He's back
I don't rock fronts, but I stuff stunts
Guess who's back
Play me close and you catch a mean dose of my fist
Guess who's back
Everybody's in the street
He's back
He's back
He's back
Everybody's in the street
Fill 'em to the brim like a cup of coffee
Guess who's back
Guess who's back
My pockets stay phat, step the fuck back
I make more papers than the LA Times
Always drink a beer before I write a rhyme
He's back
He's back
Guess who's back
Fire up the grill and crack the kegs
Guess who's back
Don't give up the booty 'cause I ain't no fag
Don't start to trip, dip, I brought my lead
He's back
Always gettin' hoes when there's hoes to get got
Guess who's back
Everybody's in the street
Everybody's in the street
Guess who's back
He's back
Guess who's back
Take my advice, homeboy, think twice
He's back
He's back
I got the skills to pay the bills
He's back
He's back
That the white man is back
He's back
And if I have to drive I avoid the one time
Always wear my hat so I never need a shot
Just in case you wanna fuck around
But I make big bucks servin' up punk ducks
Stay between the lines and I won't get pulled over
'Cause I ain't soft, see, I'll fly ahead
He's back
Now ya gotta lie in it, don't bother tryin' it
Guess who's back
I get wicked you got a booger pick it
He's back
