a house of pain And no I'm not the butler, I'll cut ya Head butt ya, you say you can't touch this And I wouldn't touch ya, in fact motherfuck ya Here
In the muthafuckin' house Niggas on the run in the house Little hawk & bird in the house I say da foe in the house New style in the house Geah Muthafuckas
if a nigga ain't gon' walk that walk Zip up yo lip befo' yo lip zip you up Biatch, biatch, I gives a fuck, biatch It's major pain, nigga don't know
dogg. I got a problem with this nigga down south, ya know what I'm sayin? Round y'all way. So uh, get my back and handle that for me ya know what I'm
on Little nigga either blast or get blast on Life's short young nigga, get your mash on Hustle on little nigga, get your cash on If you see death around
Motivate and contemplate how I'm a have to go get ya (Multiple personality) I'm a keep it on the realer So you can feel the straight up pain (Straight up pain
like shaquille, oh you better kneel When you see me comin, big scoob got em runnin Sex when I flex I catch wreck on the world tour With dough in my pockets
to suck on these nuts. Money don't grow on trees. What? Killas will stop and squeze bust. Funny how shit don't ease up. Straped with the heat. Livin'
house on the block that wont even pop up on the navigation. i aint fabricaten or makin up shit dog you aint in my pedigree you on some mutt shit. Im on
That I'll never get caught up In this thing called fame is what shows us Just to hold out, to get tow up And forget about the way you was brought up From the floor up
is the House of Pain and I'm the king I come real with it, can ya deal with it Or will ya run for shelter, though you barely felt the House of pain in
But play me soft, I'll beat ya down like ya stole money CHORUS: Politickin' with your chickens, it's time to get loose (Sample: It's the wicked pain
pain Uplift your soul, get your house in order MC's be actin' like they walkin' on water I'll break ya down like a poem wrote in haiku Who you gonna
in a cipher My skin's my cell, no parole on my life CHORUS: Doin' time on the third stone from the sun Lucy got me on the run, kid, hold my gun
Key to Tha House Of Pain Now I'm Stuck Here To Deal Wit Tha House's Pain Fuck Wit Me, I Will Peel Like Tha House's Paint Lets Go Niggas Dont Wanna
expressions What it be like up there baby boy, ay this here ya son hollerin' at ya I miss the shit out ya, it's hard to be without ya But I know you
hair Have you lookin' like a fly mamacita, fuego 'Cause you look so good You make me wanna spend it all on ya Get up out this club, slide with ya boy