The evil that men do lives on and on The evil that men do lives on and on, yeah The evil, the evil The evil that men do The evil The evil that men do
Real evil I feel real evil You're gonna fight hard to get out alive Real evil- beware people All you hold dear brutalized Give me your symptoms, I'll
번역: 마크 아몬드. 리얼 이블.
razors edge The evil that men do lives on and on..... The evil that men do lives on and on..... The evil that men do lives on and on..... The evil that
roll up Treat the industry like they owe us Don't front, you know who this is? Mo-no-lith! [CHORUS] This is hip-hop! Yep, yep the real deal Talkin' '
Yo, Yo Gansta, gansta Gansta, yo That's right Journey through the life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep
Only the strong survive the weak parish off If we stay together then we can share it all United we stand and divided we form Unless we let the evil ..
you goin to blow it And I aint gotta stop the beat a minute To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real
fame,Ice capital T Evil E's his name If you can't see who's rockin' you must be blind You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!! Go Ice get busy (x2) Go Evil
ain't talkin' 'bout you 'Cause a lot of this pigs Are bitches too Out one night with my crew And some new kid I didn't know homeboy, but evil E did
evil Hit you with the .44 Smith &Wesson You're best to run 'cause my Tec eats pests I got a glock with the laser, hot police taser Step in real close
1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 3 I'm the emcee called Ice-T That's DJ Evil E Islam creates the beats You girls look so sexy I wish you all were up here with me You
to mess with that junk You want some real dope,come look in my trunk The dope I'm sellin' is life,100% legit So get real fool,and try some real hit Mc
Thanks to jhsantos@sol.com.br for these lyrics. That's DJ Evil E, Islam creates the beats 1-2, 1-2-1-2-3, I'm the emcee called Ice-T You girls look so
Godzilla Pushed her off me, home girl hit the floor This is what it's like on tour I hit the hallway, it was crawlin' thick "Could we take this picture real
Midnight chillin' at A.M-P.M Coolin', drinkin' apple juice in Evil's BM The sound's up loud to attract attention Armored tires on a lowered suspension
stage area goes into hysteria As I start to rhyme and unleash my criteria Of what is to come during the beat of the drum And Evil agitates the records
