a million dollars for beatin' a murder rap And my boy holdin' me up, Shady done put it out Trick Trick and Eminem, Detroit back in the house [ Chorus
Banks in the house, bad news Tony Yayo in the house, bad news 50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news Tray pound's in the house
came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up Jump up and get down Jump (18x) I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe If your
Divine Styler VERSE: Cockni O'Dire I said take me from your House of Pain See my style's maintained, 'cause my membrane's sane So put down your juice, pass your
: Divine Styler VERSE: Cockni O'Dire I said take me from your House of Pain See my style's maintained, 'cause my membrane's sane So put down your juice, pass your
you wanna pull a gun And buck 2 shots For the peckerwood rockin' Put down your glock Or your block, I'll be knockin' And dead off your shoulders Head
friggin' hole in your head Back from the dead Back from the dead You can't disrespect it I'm the resurrected Back from the dead Just to mess with your head
don't stop They say Uh and ya don't quit I got complexes Ya can't figure out My dad said "He's a bum, kick the nigger out" My head's fucked up But I
I came to get down [x2] So get out your seats and jump around Jump around [x3] Jump up Jump up and get down. Jump [x18] I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe If your
it all started, what're you, retarded You're startin' to trip from that Jheri curl drip Soakin' in your brain, the House Of Pain Is causin' pain, and feelin' pain
it If you try to take it, I got a big shileighly I don't have dreads cause I shave my head daily You call me a skin head, I call you a pin head Yo, where
I came to get down (2x) So get out your seats and jump around Jump around (3x) Jump up Jump up and get down Jump (18x) I'll serve your ass like John MacEnroe If your
Bird Loc [bird whistle] Fuck around and get your little bird neck broke Wait behind fast foods, strapped to kill Hole in your head for that happy meal Break in your house
love them Nobodys fault, its all good as long as nobodys caught Jealousy, put bodys in morgues Hungry for money and coke, put hotties in porn Wont stop till I put
cause pain [Jay-Z] Police in the background, screamin put the thing down That's how hard I was trying to put my thing down Si-rens ringin out, old ladies