got the balls Commence is my defense 'cause you makin' me tense I make a lot a dollars but I make more cents so pass it on Pass it on, pass it down the
the balls Commence, face my offense cause you're makin me tense I make a lotta dollars but I make more sense So pass it on Pass it on, pass it down the
Traduction: Everlast. Pass It On.
my offense cause you're makin me tense I make a lotta dollars but I make more sense So pass it on [ VERSE 4: Everlast ] Pass it on, pass it down
love, 'less it's coming from the heaven up above My hatred being written in blood, hate [Hook x2] [Z-Ro:] It ain't no telling if a nigga make it, I
blow! Set it off ? explode! Set it off ? explode! [Chorus] [Wish Bone:] I'm a treat it like a race and I gotta win it! Ahead of you bums with the Bone
even notice when I die. Yeah don't you figure he's got bigger fish to fry. Yeah there's gonna be bonfire burning. An everlasting barbecue. But with all the bad stuff going on
it for me, do it for Fred, do it for Limp Do it for Rock, do it for rap, do it for Kid Do it for Ice-T, do it just to do it, fuck it He's a bitch, he
recognize passing On your way to some everlasting Better sell it while you can Better sell it while you can Better sell it while you can Better sell it
restores you in life Coming with me Through the aging, the fear and the strife It's the smiling on the package It's the faces in the sand It's the thought
in the nude by the mirror and picked out a rose From the bouquet in our hotel And lay down beside me again and I watched the rose On the pillow where it
their minds! And whoever has the microphone, remember the blood is on your hands! You'll be judged by your life not your sales on Soundscan! No Bentleys
sprayed it, Used, bought, and got it and took it home and played it, Say it's unexplainable to us it's outdated, Why I own it I create it trademarked and weighed it
now told me you'd never leave my side, time passes by, tears are real to me, (so real) was i just dreaming, dreaming, you wonder why i drag it out. drunk on
same white sheets Allah holds the master plan and it's already written The pens are withdrawn, the pages are dry... it's written! Looking back on my
la mano al pasar [Translation:] Hearts beating, tonight we come together Tonight we're celebrating this reunion Magical, poetical The everlasting pact pays respect to life From now on it
sound good don't it? Rattling in your trunks like Fambu and the component Said that's it, man fuck that shit On and on and on and I'm out Hook
