Everlast - Irish Pride lyrics

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Everlast - Irish Pride lyrics

[Intro] High on a hilltop near your home, there stands a dilapidated old mansion Some say the place is haunted, but you don't believe in such myths One dark and stormy night, a light appears in the top most window in the tower of the old house You decide to investigate and you never return [Verse 1: Everlast] Well, it's the kid who brought the pride of the Irish back I'm spreadin' phat rhymes like if I was black You caught a beatin' cause you played the punk role Mom and Pop watch ya gonna shift from the soul So I'm gonna take you out Just like a first date Watch me violate Watch me demonstrate The mad battle sk**s To get the bills paid I'm true to the trade My blues are worth the pay But I grab the guitar Started up pickin' and strummin' Then I started whistlin' and hummin' Next came the ba** line followed by the drum kick My name's Everlast honey cause I don't come quick I last longer than the top of pop battle You lack sk**s kid please drop the ha**le Get of my dilsnick, I split the bills quick Rollin' like necker, you wanna fight? Hell yeah So don't f** around and bring your ho I'll hit that b**h like I was Ridick Bowe I got my sheleighy, I got my gun I'm putting heads out daily and I never run CHORUS (X4) Everlast is comin', the funk drummers drummin' Danny Boy's comin' with the Irish style [Verse 2: Danny Boy] You better run, hide, Slip'n Slide But don't f** around with that Irish pride The last one died talkin' all that crap Yo, he couldn't adapt I pulled him straight off the map That's how I'm doin' it because y'all be doin' it The only needle my arm was tatooin' it I roll to the show on my iron horse So you hopin' nature takes it's course So f** The Source cause I don't read it It's a fashion mag and hip-hop don't need it And if you're believin' everything you read Then the bullsh** rags f**in' with your head CHORUS (X4) [Verse 3: Everlast] Just like Pearl Jam you know my flows even I'm scary like King but yo, my name ain't Stephen Broaden the appeal, I rock fly apparel I got a bow and arrow, I'll take your bone marrow Make a knife handle, skin you like tatanka Then run you down like my name was Larry Csonka Who used to be a Dolphin down in Miami Play me too close and I'm pullin' out my jammy You know I get funky like the Groovy Ghoulies Why you steppin' to me, tryin' to make some movies Pa** me my scissors, I'm gonna cut the edit Borrow off my style kid, but you got no credit I said it, I meant it, I meant what I said Steppin' up talkin' sh** and I'll bite of that head I got no dreads but I puff boom Because it lights up my life like Debbie Boone