at home But at the age of sixteen you thought you knew it all Hey piss off mom and dad cause I feel pushed against a wall So when you think that you know it all
Tradução: Virus. Know It All.
that blunt closer to my mouth cause only she knows I'm feelin bad about that nigga we stomped out in the casino But fuck it it's deathrow The big homie
tracks It's the motherfuckin messiah of gangsta rap Still dip in the six-fo', still puffin on the same chronic Haters mad cause I still got it I never
go back to the beat, it never lets me down zone in and let it rola yo I got to say hola, Orange county to Angola I go back to the beat, it never lets
it All them dreams of havin big thangs, I'm still gon' chase it [Krayzie Bone - repeat 4X] It's always somethin' you got to give up (Yeah, I know) If
and blow them out of my zone International Fanatical, the radical tactical movements Sounds are congruent to it Work It is what it ain't to these, infected
just wasting time Is there really something to bow down to You being untouchable Means I'm unforgivable It's all to forget about Still you do play the game I see it
still nothing changes. No one knows... no one knows how to take it back. Close your eyes, but nothing changes. We all know what brings this on... what
underground It's not over before it's too late This city's burnin' It's not my burden It's not over before it's too late There's nothing left to analyze
gut my face in It's been out stabbing baby baby angels in Smile smile The sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones Oh Mrs. Jones please Mrs. Jones My virus is raging it
' in your brain, the House Of Pain Is causin' pain, and feelin' pain So feel it [Chorus] Just feel it Feel it Just feel it C'mon, y'all, feel it Back
' in your brain, the House Of Pain Is causin' pain, and feelin' pain So feel it Chorus Just feel it Feel it Just feel it C'mon, y'all, feel it Back
life. The truth you think You know so well It's just a big lie. You live to fear You lay yourself to rest. Programmed to crawl It's just a battle
all a land of freedom. That's the beautiful thing about our country; we are all treated equal. All races live together in harmony. What is it, Scott
I know This diagnosis terminal Alone forevermore Disbelieving Terminal leads me back into eternity Empty void inside Any future denied This virus inside
at you and me You know it happens all the time All in your mind All in your head Try to relate it All in your mind All in your head Try to escape it
