Runnin' Up On Ya House Of Pain

Runnin up on ya The House of Pain...runnin' up on ya(2x) Give me some elbow room Spark the boom Then pass it I'll drop ya like acid Ya might get blasted If ya step to the crew with the Irish Pride Ya wish

Over There Shit House Of Pain

ya dead Put out ya freakin head That's how I do Because I'm sick like dat And you'll get kicked like dat If ya fakin' the funk I got a trunk full of beats And a head full of rhymes I got stains

Beef Jerky House Of Pain

Beef Jerky Lord have mercy Please have some mercy Lord have mercy on my soul, alleluia An if you're tryin' to live right then peace to ya But I'm a do ya if you try to get mine So don't step

Come and Get Some of This House Of Pain

Step to this Irish mac daddy I'll light your ass up and smoke you like a fag With the whole crew we'll take you for a long ride Little did you know you on the wrong side, son I got the gun and I'm

Word is Bond House Of Pain

to fake it Complain ya never make it And pretty soon you're runnin' butt-naked So your ass starts to rob and steel Madd jealous 'cause my shit's got mass appeal And now I'm rhymin with Diamond D

Punch Drunk House Of Pain

' up in it I'll make ya hot and spicy like some wavos rancheros Then hit the Knicks game with my man Don Terros And if the Knicks are winnin' Then Spike Lee's grinnin' Next I hit the spot with Stretch

Something In My House Dead Or Alive

, There is something in my house - my house, I just keep a hearing you runnin' on up my stairs, But you're not there I really gotta say it to ya, Ya showed me a good time, But for every minute that

Something In My House (7" Remix) Dead Or Alive

- my house I just keep a hearing you runnin' on up my stairs But you're not there I-- I-- I am being haunted I really gotta say it to ya Ya showed me a good time But for every minute that you spent

Something In My House (Mortevicar Mix) Dead Or Alive

else, And I am being haunted by a love that isn't there There is something in my house - my house, It's just a ghost of the long long dead affair, There is something in my house - my house, I just keep

The Have Nots House Of Pain

Here come the...here come the, Here come the PAIN (PAIN)...X4 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 Hyku Who

Same as it Ever Was House Of Pain

Uh shoot 'em all baby Just call it in one time for me real heavy Back in black Who's the mack Sittin' on the back Of a Cadillac It's the D motherfucker Better pass me the mic So I can rock on

Something in My House (Rip It Up Version) Dead Or Alive

And you're somewhere else with someone else And I am being haunted by a love that isn't there There is something in my house, my house It's just a ghost of the long, long dead affair There is something

House of Pain Anthem House Of Pain

I'm a wood peckin' peckerwood Take me out, ya never could Act up in my neighbourhood You better not, my aim is good The House Of Pain is not a gang Just a funky Irish name A Celtic savage makin

Who's The Man House Of Pain

I used to kick it with the thugs, pushin' drugs in the park Makin' every mark that was out after dark Stick 'em for their loot, cut em up then I'd dash And when I had to shoot, I'd nutted up for the cash

Runnin The Pharcyde

Can't keep runnin' away.....

House Of Pain (LP Version) Faster Pussycat

Where'd ya go? Daddy can't you tell? Chorus. I'm not tryin' to fake it, and I ain't the one to blame. No, there's no one home in my house of pain. No, there's no one home in my house of pain.

Life Goes On House Of Pain

(Life goes on) (4x) Back it up, smack it up, pop your corn I got more style than Son Dooby's got horn Top o the morn, rise and shine LA swine, got no spine Drop that stick, pig, my crew's real thick

House and the Rising Sun House Of Pain

, you know I shave my shit And ya don't quit, I say you don't quit Cause I'm the prodigal son, ya get well done Just like a steak, gimme a break Like Nel Carter There's tarter on your teeth, homeboy

X-Files House Of Pain

straight up the lane I block out the frame And then I freeze it Believe it You need it like Heron Before you get ya fight on Kid, get your stare on Here come the Dondada making ghettos red hotta

Pleasure Or Pain Michael Bolton

You pull me in, then ya push me away Ask me leave, then ya beg me to stay Bend me baby, bend me till I break Do you really wanna know how much This heart of mine can take When I find myself in

Sounds Bad T-Pain

[INTRO] HMMMM I WaNNA DEDICATE THIS TO MY STRUGGLING BRO KEEP PUSHIN ON KEEP PUSHIN ON YEAH [VERSE 1] FIRST OF THE MONTH CHECK LATE GOT NOTHING TO DO (GOT NOTHING TO DO) IMMA ROLL ME A BLUNT

Kain House Do Or Die

Chorus So I told you where I hang out Ya got some sellin then Haller my name out Remember man me an you Runnin up out the cain house Nigga just for you I blow his brains out I blow his brains

Caine House Do Or Die

Chorus So I told you where I hang out Ya got some sellin then Haller my name out Remember man me an you Runnin up out the cain house Nigga just for you I blow his brains out I blow his brains out Ill blow

Shut the Door House Of Pain

Baby, bounce to my rhythm, I be radiatin' static With toys in my attic, styles automatic I love'em Asiatic, Japanese and Puerto Rican Every time I start speakin', I wind up freakin' Some little fleusy

Jump Around (Pete Rock Remix) House Of Pain

Get up, stand up, come on throw your hands up, If you got the feeling jump up touch the ceiling, Muggs let's the funk flow Someone's talking junk Yo I'll bust'em in the eye And then i'll take the punks

Fed Up House Of Pain

to smack your dumb ass into a head spin Youre left in suspense from the aura of my presence Trying to get props under false pretense You wanna say something but youre not sure If Im a dis ya cause

Pleasure Or Pain (Album Version) Michael Bolton

You pull me in, then ya push me away Ask me leave, then ya beg me to stay Bend me baby, bend me till I break Do you really wanna know how much This heart of mine can take When I find myself in a daze sometimes

On Point House Of Pain

mine So I don't like Marky or the monarchy don't start me up like a rolling stone or I'll leave ya sulkin like Maculay Culkin in Home Alone So get a grip like Steven Tyler I used to trip with

Jump Around (LP Ver.) House Of Pain

Pack it up, pack it in Let me begin I came to win Battle me that's a sin I won't tear the sack up Punk you'd better back up Try and play the role and the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, come on

Put on Your Shit Kickers House Of Pain

next Ya better flex that skill The House Of Pain is in full effect Everybody in the place give full respect If your girl's in the house keep the ho in check And if I'm bustin' off caps, you better

Danny Boy House Of Pain

Peckerwood, peckerwood, tell me your tale Please do explain why your skin's so pale And you're so funky, now how can that be Like a bird in a tree on the TLP It's the Irish intellect, no one disrespected

Jump Around House Of Pain

, amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' Donuts shop Sho' nuff, I got props From the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pops I came to get down, I came to get down

Jump Around House Of Pain

, amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' Donuts shop Sho' nuff, I got props From the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pops I came to get down, I came to get down

One For the Road House Of Pain

Everybody in the house, check it out!

Can't Believe It Remix (Feat. Justin Timberlake) T-Pain

Ill put on front page of A king magazine but u gon get yourself hurt here.

Just Another Victim House Of Pain

Give it up I'll lie to you (Blamin? Flamin? Played in?) Flame this (?)

House Of Pain Faster Pussycat

A little past suppertime I'm still out on the porch step sitting on my behind, Waiting for you. Wondering if everything is alright. Momma said, "Come in boy, don't waste your time."

Shamrocks and Shenanigans House Of Pain

let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up

Shamrocks And Shenanigans (LP Ver.) House Of Pain

so let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up

Let`s Get Retarded Black Eyed Peas

from north, west, east, south [CHORUS] Everybody, (yeah) Everybody, (yeah) Let's get into it, (yeah) Get stupid, (Come on) Get retarded, (Come on) Get retarded, (Yeah) Get retarded!

Tired of Running (Feat. Akon) Snoop Lion

the runnin' tired of the runnin' Tired of the runnin' runnin' from the law Baby you gotta believe me Said I'm tired of the runnin' tired of the runnin' Tired of the runnin' runnin' from the law

Can't Believe It (Feat. Lil Wayne) T-Pain

[T-Pain - Intro] She make me feel so GOOD.. Better than I would by myself or..

Runnin' Around New York Dolls

(Runnin' around, runnin' around) Little girl, god gave ya two good feets for (Runnin' around, runnin' around) Your legs are crossed and your shoe is danglin' Yo! (???)

Time Young Gunz

[Young Chris talking] Just need a lil time man, thats all I need Lost alot of soliders ya know Rest In Peace Mom duke struggling Baby on the way [Young Chris] I know I promised you the house and

All My Love House Of Pain

(Gets all my love) (4x) Pick up the pace, keep it, freak it Can ya keep a secret, so can I Why ask why, try Bud dry, I get fly smokin' a thai Puffin' a blunt, tokin' a spliff Stoppin' any crew

Just Another Victim Helmet & House Of Pain

Pointed finger You fall apart Chorus 1 (Fade to HOP) You played yourself Now you're pointin' fingers How i've robbed and raped ya Bruised and scraped ya But those are just lies Cause in

Shamrocks And Shenanigans (Boom Shalock Lock Boom) House Of Pain

let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up

Let\'s Get Retarded Black Eyed Peas

Get stoopid (come on!). Get retarded (come on!), get retarded (come on!), get retarded. Let\'s get retarded (ha), let\'s get retarded in here.

Church (Feat. Teddy Verseti) T-Pain

the night now we got to fight ima knock out ya lights You aint doin nuthing but runnin ya yapp yapp You got to got to go get a couple homeboy i am strapped strapped I then turn into a rude dude man

Pain Sheek Louch

man or death (pain) leave your head, cuz you outta be dead Sheek LouchBlock-a this is your brain on drugs Love is pain and pain is love JadakissBlock-a this your brain on drugs Ya'll came wit police we