Текст (слова) песни: House of Pain - House of Pain Anthem

 
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` cabbage 
With corn beef on the side 
Irish pride is what I got 
I got alot so don`t dispute it 
Constantly I`m zooted 
If ya got a gun then shoot it 
Pick any beat I rock it 
I`m always in the pocket 
You try to ill, I grab my gat 
And now you see me cock it 
Next I pull the trigger 
I don`t care if you`re bigger 
You try to con yourself you`re bulletproof 
But how ya figure? 
The caps that I`ll be poppin` 
They`ll have your body droppin` 
You thought you knew the deal 
But now you feel your heartbeat stoppin` 
I`m moppin` up the comp 
That`s short for compitition 
I write my lyrics like 
The Irish mob in Hell`s Kitchen 
 
Chorus 
The House Of Pain in effect, y`all 
I say the House Of Pain is in effect 
You know the House Of Pain is in effect y`all 
And anyone that steps up in gettin` wrecked 
 
I`m a beer drinkin` fighter 
The bike in Easy Rider 
I only roll my spliffs 
With the extra easy riders 
Papers to vapours 
Is what you`ll all be catchin` 
Meanwhile I`ll be snatchin` 
Up your hoes and all your dough 
The styles that I`ll be kickin` 
You know they`re finger lickin` 
Good, the peckerwood never could play the victim 
Only the offender 
I go out on a bender 
Drink a case of brew 
And then disgrace the crew 
But only if it`s Mickey`s 
I never wear no dickeys 
Only wear the Levi`s 
My whole family cries 
 
Chorus
 

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It Ain`t a Crime
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Killa Rhyme Klik
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Same As It Ever Was
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