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Next Man [CD Bonus Cut] Lyrics
| Song | Next Man [CD Bonus Cut] |
| Artist | Everlast |
| Album | Whitey Ford Sings the Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ross, Schrody | |
| Haha 'And there, but for the grace of | |
| God, go I' | |
| It's kinda neat | |
| I wonder what it means | |
| I rock a jam for love | |
| I quit my band for love | |
| I'll smack the chrome tool right out your hand for love | |
| Make you cry like a dove | |
| Leave you standin' alone | |
| In a world so cold | |
| Watch the drama unfold ' | |
| Cause you sell your soul | |
| Now you're fearin' your death | |
| Sniffin' crystal meth 'till there ain't none left | |
| But, rock bottom hurts when you hit it | |
| You start to reflect on all the friends you shitted | |
| You probably won't admit it | |
| So you start to sink lower | |
| You're caught in the flood | |
| And you're tryin' to find | |
| Noah If you hungry and your near me yo, you gonna get fed | |
| If you sleepy and you need a place to lay your head | |
| Then come take my bed | |
| I'll sleep on the floor ' | |
| Cause these are the times that friends are for [CHORUS (X2)] | |
| I see everybody out here doin' for self | |
| And they don't give a damn on the next man | |
| Puttin' status and wealth over | |
| God and health | |
| I can't wait 'till you the next man | |
| I get uptight for love | |
| You know I'll fight for love | |
| I might keep my wifey up all night for love | |
| And when the daylight comes | |
| I be seein' mad bums | |
| With no shoes on their feet | |
| Plus nothin' to eat | |
| I can't save the whole street | |
| So I feel like | |
| I'm beat And why play the game when nothin' goin' to change | |
| The only change that's wanted is loose in my jeans | |
| I get rushed on every corner by a bum or a fiend | |
| Tryin' to keep my dean | |
| I try to give to the poor | |
| Tryin' to get through this life | |
| And get through that door | |
| I'm all up in this mix | |
| For these final tics | |
| Goin' all the way to seven | |
| And it's half past six [CHORUS (X2)] | |
| I pray to | |
| God for love | |
| I'll make | |
| Jihad for love | |
| And I just might pull your freakin' card for love | |
| Make you sing ' | |
| Hey Love' like my man | |
| King Son I freak the art noise | |
| Over all you toys | |
| Better bring your boys | |
| Summon all your crew | |
| No matter what you do | |
| It's comin' back on you | |
| Just like a planet orbits | |
| Let your sponge absorb it | |
| It's logical conclusion | |
| It's b-boy fusion | |
| And confusion say that he want control | |
| Of your mentality | |
| Your body and your soul | |
| So if you lose your whole | |
| Come and take my hand | |
| And link up this jam ' | |
| Cause money that's the plan | |
| Tryin' to get through this maze | |
| Not to win this race | |
| We either ridin' on our horse | |
| Or walkin' on our face | |
| So come take your place on the side of love | |
| And swallow up your ego and your pride for love [CHORUS (X2)] | |
| Can't wait 'till you the next man | |
| Can't wait 'till you the next man... |
| zuo ci : Ross, Schrody | |
| Haha ' And there, but for the grace of | |
| God, go I' | |
| It' s kinda neat | |
| I wonder what it means | |
| I rock a jam for love | |
| I quit my band for love | |
| I' ll smack the chrome tool right out your hand for love | |
| Make you cry like a dove | |
| Leave you standin' alone | |
| In a world so cold | |
| Watch the drama unfold ' | |
| Cause you sell your soul | |
| Now you' re fearin' your death | |
| Sniffin' crystal meth ' till there ain' t none left | |
| But, rock bottom hurts when you hit it | |
| You start to reflect on all the friends you shitted | |
| You probably won' t admit it | |
| So you start to sink lower | |
| You' re caught in the flood | |
| And you' re tryin' to find | |
| Noah If you hungry and your near me yo, you gonna get fed | |
| If you sleepy and you need a place to lay your head | |
| Then come take my bed | |
| I' ll sleep on the floor ' | |
| Cause these are the times that friends are for CHORUS X2 | |
| I see everybody out here doin' for self | |
| And they don' t give a damn on the next man | |
| Puttin' status and wealth over | |
| God and health | |
| I can' t wait ' till you the next man | |
| I get uptight for love | |
| You know I' ll fight for love | |
| I might keep my wifey up all night for love | |
| And when the daylight comes | |
| I be seein' mad bums | |
| With no shoes on their feet | |
| Plus nothin' to eat | |
| I can' t save the whole street | |
| So I feel like | |
| I' m beat And why play the game when nothin' goin' to change | |
| The only change that' s wanted is loose in my jeans | |
| I get rushed on every corner by a bum or a fiend | |
| Tryin' to keep my dean | |
| I try to give to the poor | |
| Tryin' to get through this life | |
| And get through that door | |
| I' m all up in this mix | |
| For these final tics | |
| Goin' all the way to seven | |
| And it' s half past six CHORUS X2 | |
| I pray to | |
| God for love | |
| I' ll make | |
| Jihad for love | |
| And I just might pull your freakin' card for love | |
| Make you sing ' | |
| Hey Love' like my man | |
| King Son I freak the art noise | |
| Over all you toys | |
| Better bring your boys | |
| Summon all your crew | |
| No matter what you do | |
| It' s comin' back on you | |
| Just like a planet orbits | |
| Let your sponge absorb it | |
| It' s logical conclusion | |
| It' s bboy fusion | |
| And confusion say that he want control | |
| Of your mentality | |
| Your body and your soul | |
| So if you lose your whole | |
| Come and take my hand | |
| And link up this jam ' | |
| Cause money that' s the plan | |
| Tryin' to get through this maze | |
| Not to win this race | |
| We either ridin' on our horse | |
| Or walkin' on our face | |
| So come take your place on the side of love | |
| And swallow up your ego and your pride for love CHORUS X2 | |
| Can' t wait ' till you the next man | |
| Can' t wait ' till you the next man... |
| zuò cí : Ross, Schrody | |
| Haha ' And there, but for the grace of | |
| God, go I' | |
| It' s kinda neat | |
| I wonder what it means | |
| I rock a jam for love | |
| I quit my band for love | |
| I' ll smack the chrome tool right out your hand for love | |
| Make you cry like a dove | |
| Leave you standin' alone | |
| In a world so cold | |
| Watch the drama unfold ' | |
| Cause you sell your soul | |
| Now you' re fearin' your death | |
| Sniffin' crystal meth ' till there ain' t none left | |
| But, rock bottom hurts when you hit it | |
| You start to reflect on all the friends you shitted | |
| You probably won' t admit it | |
| So you start to sink lower | |
| You' re caught in the flood | |
| And you' re tryin' to find | |
| Noah If you hungry and your near me yo, you gonna get fed | |
| If you sleepy and you need a place to lay your head | |
| Then come take my bed | |
| I' ll sleep on the floor ' | |
| Cause these are the times that friends are for CHORUS X2 | |
| I see everybody out here doin' for self | |
| And they don' t give a damn on the next man | |
| Puttin' status and wealth over | |
| God and health | |
| I can' t wait ' till you the next man | |
| I get uptight for love | |
| You know I' ll fight for love | |
| I might keep my wifey up all night for love | |
| And when the daylight comes | |
| I be seein' mad bums | |
| With no shoes on their feet | |
| Plus nothin' to eat | |
| I can' t save the whole street | |
| So I feel like | |
| I' m beat And why play the game when nothin' goin' to change | |
| The only change that' s wanted is loose in my jeans | |
| I get rushed on every corner by a bum or a fiend | |
| Tryin' to keep my dean | |
| I try to give to the poor | |
| Tryin' to get through this life | |
| And get through that door | |
| I' m all up in this mix | |
| For these final tics | |
| Goin' all the way to seven | |
| And it' s half past six CHORUS X2 | |
| I pray to | |
| God for love | |
| I' ll make | |
| Jihad for love | |
| And I just might pull your freakin' card for love | |
| Make you sing ' | |
| Hey Love' like my man | |
| King Son I freak the art noise | |
| Over all you toys | |
| Better bring your boys | |
| Summon all your crew | |
| No matter what you do | |
| It' s comin' back on you | |
| Just like a planet orbits | |
| Let your sponge absorb it | |
| It' s logical conclusion | |
| It' s bboy fusion | |
| And confusion say that he want control | |
| Of your mentality | |
| Your body and your soul | |
| So if you lose your whole | |
| Come and take my hand | |
| And link up this jam ' | |
| Cause money that' s the plan | |
| Tryin' to get through this maze | |
| Not to win this race | |
| We either ridin' on our horse | |
| Or walkin' on our face | |
| So come take your place on the side of love | |
| And swallow up your ego and your pride for love CHORUS X2 | |
| Can' t wait ' till you the next man | |
| Can' t wait ' till you the next man... |
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