I'm a Swing It

[Hook 1] On and just on, and [x10] [Verse 1: Everlast] I'm a swing it Watch me bring it to the next level The graphic Devil's Getting funky like The Neville Brothers from the Bayou So why you wanna trip? Just play the sidelines, kid And wait for me to slip Cause I can feel it 'In the Air Tonight' But yo I'm not Phil Collins I'm more like Henry Rollins Cause I Search & Destroy Every toy with the ploy Tryin' to get what I got You might get shot Hot Damn! I'm a slam ya' like ONYX Then teach you how to write a rhyme Like Hooked on Phonics Mother Goose ain't got shit on me Cause I'll get loose at the jam And wreck the whole party I make 'em jump and mosh Oh, my gosh Just slammin in the pit While I'm kickin my shit They buggin' in the aisles Cause I got mad styles And ain't a damn thing funny I get money in piles Some people thought I died That's just a rumor 'though Others thought I fell off But now I'm Numero Uno Dos, not Quatro Word to Kool Keith I'm a break up ya teeth [Verse 2: Danny Boy] When I die, Bury me Hang my balls on the cherry tree Let them get ripe then take a bite And if they don't taste right Then don't blame D! You need to quit swingin' The styles that I'm bringin The Funk knuckled dragon Who gits on the wagon I'm not the 12-stepper Don't play me like a lever 'My Mic Sounds Nice' But it's not Salt N Pepa [Verse 3: Everlast] Well it's the man With the plan To get all your skins The tip on my dick Is where the line begins So hoes form a line Take off that swine Strip your ass butt-naked Lets see if you can take it Cause I'll make you feel 'Like a Natural Woman' Cause I keep it comin' I'm the Everlastin' Freestyle Assassin With Soul and my goal Is to bring a little passion To your girl's life Like the daily soaps Throw her down on the bed And tie her up with ropes [Hook 2] The Lyrics keep on and just on and The Lyrics keep on and just on and The Lyrics keep on and just on and On and just on and on and just on and [x2] [Hook 1] [Verse 4: Danny Boy] I'm just another Ranger with the Derry face Punk motherfuckers beef about my race You need step back, kid And give me some space So I can cold shock the party When I'm rocking the place Danny Boy's a rhymin' I stand six five and a half Don't laugh kid The outlaw biker With my bitch hitchhiker On the 'Highway to Hell' Cause I never tell [Verse 5: Everlast] Well it's the funk backbreaker We 'Heat it Up' like Jamaica Don't bring your woman to the party Cause I'll take her Hit the deck Cause I'm down wit the hooleys I got a trunk full of funk Like the Groovie Goolies I'm not the man But I asked you, 'Who was it?' Quik's got the hairdo Just like Ruth Buzzi Runnin' round town Like ya' been to jail, son But ya hit the swap meet To get your hair and your nails done Get off my sac Cause your shit is wack Ya diss me And I'm a diss you back [Hook 1 (x2)]