Laulunsanoja:
House Of Pain Runnin Up On Ya

we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene, just got some drank from that boy with that bird, and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you know

you? I'm not runnin', chump, I bust my gun an' Hold on, I hear somebody comin' Come on n****, I'm only comin' to pass the gat Just bring your mother*** *** on, come on

last breath a straight lesson I posses like jewels Stay thugged out keep it movin' Runnin' on E Stay thugged out keep it movin' Runnin' on E Runnin' on E Runnin' on

become richer Keep the punk nigga bitch up Pain change like a woman ass switch up You rhyme on the mic like you ate a dick up Mouth full, blown talk, not to hiccup Pick up

ya yellin', you're a murderer But ain't nobody ever heard of a Killa killa doing damage off up in suburbia Sinister rhyme minister Tech N9NE be the menace (Yes, yes) Diminish ya

to tell the truth Run down what ya do, how ya clown wit ya crew Along with that a list of shit like who fucked the who Tell a ho about ya spot, where ya

don't play out Came from under the sand, lift my own weight up Bought a house off the curb was patient, so it paid up No pleasure and pain, homie, just

Reptile come on Bring the heat Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain Stuck with a thousand street hustlers down on they luck Repeat felons caught up

the house, I can get you outside I'mma load da pump up, lay down jump up Surprise everybody fittin' to help me wit my come up Damn I done made, all