[Part 1]
[Chorus]
All in my head, been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Stuck in my mind, mind)
Gotta choose that and choose time
Nothing but success on my mind (Please understa-a-and)
Been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Everything's gon' be fine)
Gotta choose that and choose time, nothing but success on my mind
All in my head, been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Stuck in my mind, mind)
Gotta choose that and choose time
Nothing but success on my mind (Please understand)
[Verse 1]
From Paul, y'all remember me
See, I'm so hard, young G's, they sign a pact with me
Therefore, for a set, I had a ship that would never dock
Why toppin' charts, passin' Biggie mane and 2Pac
I know y'all thought that this hard knock would go to pigs
I murked the rabbit, then the Christian took his severed legs
Don't worry yet, wipe yo sweat cause I'm on a mission
And I am rapper at the top, mane, I gotta get 'em
Lyrically kill 'em, hit 'em, rip 'em, best to watch yo step
Went to the future, took the computer chip up out my head
A thoroughbred nigga, I'm a part of prophecies
I robbed the beast, choked a pole when it blast feedin'
Let me hear you scream, collect my Jordans, then I walk back
I gotta rap, clean my gat as I drop the track
A deep impact, up in heaven, mane, they bumpin' Luda
But down there way in hell bumpin' Robert Cooper
Like water to 'em, talk the truth, they remember me
They say they saw the two jokers they had left in me
Eternal bleed, see the creep demons ripped they scared
And every day they wishin' only they could shake my hand
So now y'all fast nigga, stand in line and wait yo turn
Koop's not concerned, let the motherfuckers burn and burn
Heaven to earth, mane, I'm Everlast
[Chorus]
All in my head, been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Stuck in my mind, mind)
Gotta choose that and choose time
Nothing but success on my mind (Please understa-a-and)
Been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Everything's gon' be fine)
Gotta choose that and choose time, nothing but success on my mind
All in my head, been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Stuck in my mind, mind)
Gotta choose that and choose time
Nothing but success on my mind (Please understand)
[Verse 2]
There's so little days on my calendar, yes sir, I'm 'bouts to be free
Two weeks left, and my time's up, yes, sir
Koopsta 'bouts to be free, check me out
Excuse me, mister, miss, mister, mister, hear me operate
I'm tryin' to place a call so I can visit later
I heard a father like, "Can I?" Then I heard a click
With no more seconds, got me sick up in this fuckin' bitch
Yes bitch, can't apprehend any of my politico
And throw some bones, she act like she don't need me no more
Stories told, game's off as I call my partners
Since I've been locked up, they just ballin' out and crazy poppin'
They poppin' rolls for me, always thought I want they hoes
Besides that fuckin' lie I just love 'em for that deepthroat
Fuck niggas comin' back, fools claimin' got them tracks
Koopsta got some horror raps, beat 'em till she cataracts
Count on that, back up on them slabs, super criminal crooked
Step up if you wanna blast, shit, then commence the ass whoopin'
[Chorus]
All in my head, been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Stuck in my mind, mind)
Gotta choose that and choose time
Nothing but success on my mind (Please understa-a-and)
Been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Everything's gon' be fine)
Gotta choose that and choose time, nothing but success on my mind
All in my head, been down and back up, I came
Gotta choose wealth over fame (Stuck in my mind, mind)
Gotta choose that and choose time
Nothing but success on my mind (Please understand)
Everlasting, everlast
[Part 2]
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[Verse 3]
A hustler, hustle up on this pen and the pad, yo
Jotted down my lyrics, record this shit into the radio
Stereo blastin', drownin' out you Rudy Poots
Some of you Disc Jockeys actin' like I wanna play the Koop
Fool, I'm 'bout to come back or come get some up, it's in my blood
Y'all was in some diapers when this pimp was crossin' major plugs
Tearin' up clubs, videos, featured on some major hits
Slit my wrist; y'all was talkin' 'bout "A Tisket, A Tasket."
Laughin', diggin' that, it's yo boy didn't fuck with me
He kicked me out the group, thought that Koop was gon' become a fiend
How could it be? I was right there 'fore a nigga had loop
Loyal, lose my credit, coward paid expenses for the group
Or give a two, made it from the first into the third base
Like I say, tell mane the only way you gon' get paid
Pathway had to hustle up on drugs to get some money
Funny junkies comin' runnin', really they are social dummies
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[Verse 4]
See what you gonna do, boy?
Y'all boys, y'all boys ain't cool boy, nah
No needs to be glad, boy
Cause I ain't sad, I'm a motherfuckin' bad boy, uh
I popped into my drop, I cocked my Glock, I come to splatter you
Body decomposed, someone drowned 'em down in Mexico
Go and get yo mens, I'll do ten cause I do 'em in
Y'all don't understand about this pimp now watch my Sherik dance
Jump off the currrb, got the bitch scarrred
Fuck Old Testament, I'm breakin' the law, broke the bitch off
Koopsta Knicca crucial when I run over and take over this song
Al Capone fronted me a set, but I didn't give it back
Scan make short relax and maintain this rap
Aggrevated cross the nation, dominatin' situation
Murder cases, meditatin', gonna be some invasions
They just waitin', thinkin' they gon' get me, y'all get me some deals
Koopsta's from the Ville that leave you burnin' in that cornfield
Loc, I just go and make 'em taste this smell, well, you heard of
And when I do ya it's some murder, murder, murder, murders
Oh well, and the Koopsta Knicca's bad for your health
To make my pockets swell, I make you bitches burn in hell
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