Ends ~ Everlast

Erik Schrody (born August 18, 1969, in Valley Stream, New York), better known by his stage name Everlast, is a Muslim Irish-American rapper and singer-songwriter, best known for his hit “What It’s Like”, and for his genre-crossing mix of hip-hop and acoustic-based rock music. He was the frontman for rap group House of Pain until 1996. In 2000, he won a Grammy for best Rock Performance by a Duo or Group with Vocal with latin rock musician Carlos Santana performing Put Your Lights On on Santana’s 1999 album Supernatural.

Ends

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Sample::Everything must change.

Ends, some people will rob their mother
For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends

I knew this cat named Darrell, he didn’t have a dollar
He was Harvard material, Ivy League scholar
Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A.
But now he’s waiting tables cause there’s rent to pay
Companies downsizing, inflation’s rising
Can’t find a job, he’s feeling kind of stressed
Doesn’t even feel the effects when he says
Forgot to count how many times he been blessed
So he falls off track, starts smoking the crack
And once it hits his brain, it starts to chain react
He sells the shirt off his back, shoes off his feet
He’s losing all his teeth, now he’s out in the street
And all of sudden he’s like Jesse James
Trying to stick up kids for their watches and chains
But he’s from business school, and he’s nervous with the tool
So he ends up on his back in a bloody pool

For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends

I knew this chick named Sally, she had a nice strut
And everywhere that I went, she was up in the cut
Swinging that butt, like race you out here
Only rapped the benz, and rocked the fly gear
Brand name wearing, champagne waving
Jewels around the neck, a life style she’s craving
Ain’t no saving, she’s doing enough spending
If you do the lending, she’ll do the bending
Straight machine vending, it’s money for take
Shopping sprees get her on her knees
And if you hit her with keys to your crib, you acting funny
Come home one day, find her counting out your money
Wetlands all the way to the Apollo
If you’re broke she’s spittin, and if you’re rich she might swallow

For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends

I knew these two homeboys, that made a lot of noise
Making money on the block, kids was on they jock
They was tougher than leather like Reverend Run
DMC, they was toting guns
Holdin’ weight, goin’ out of state
Stackin’ mad chips, and pushin’ phat whips
Fly jewels and clothes, and got no job
And then one disappeared, and one got robbed

For the ends, rats snitch on one another
For the ends, sometimes kids get murdered
For the ends, so before we go any further
I want my ends

  • Audio from the 1998 album, Whitey Ford Sings the Blues:

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About DJ Allyn

DJ Allyn is a burned out radio guy who went on to become a burned out sound engineer for a few Seattle area grunge bands in the 1980s and 1990s. Left the madness of worldwide tours with bands, cleaned up my act and went into the relative sanity of sound engineering for television series. Currently working as the Director of Sound for a television series being filmed in North Vancouver, British Columbia. I am always on the lookout for interesting videos, old music, and fun.

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