House of Pain
House Of Pain lyrics
House Of Pain lyrics
"Feel It Lyrics"
Il Ne Te Merite Pas Lyrics
-- Elias -- Des mots qui laissent reveur Une sombre r?alit? Un soleil qui se meurt Il t'a fait d?chanter Tu es comme aveugl?e Hypnotis?e par ton histoire Laisse-moi te r?veiller Et faire le vide dans ta m?moire Il ne te m?rite pas, laisse tomber, laisse tomber Il s'est permis de jouer avec toi, pour ca je peux le tuer Tu sais meme moi je n'te reconnais pas, il
-- Elias -- Des mots qui laissent reveur Une sombre r?alit? Un soleil qui se meurt Il t'a fait d?chanter Tu es comme aveugl?e Hypnotis?e par ton histoire Laisse-moi te r?veiller Et faire le vide dans ta m?moire Il ne te m?rite pas, laisse tomber, laisse tomber Il s'est permis de jouer avec toi, pour ca je peux le tuer Tu sais meme moi je n'te reconnais pas, il
Meanwhile back at the ranch we got Bo Duke and Daisy goin' to
go see Boss Hogg. Then ya got Kooter fixin' over them cars...
I don't need a glock cause I'm not a hard rock
Got bitches on my jock like New Kids On The Block
I can't lose like Parker Lewis I'm undefeated
Step into my sector homeboy you'll get greeted
By the 380 colt mustang in my pocket
I had a few drinks already don't make me cock it
Cause if I have to cock it, well then it's gettin' shot
And if it's gettin' shot, well, yo, you're gettin' bucked down
I don't fuck around, I ain't got time for punks
But I got time to smoke all the skunk philly blunts
Stunts gather round, check out the sound
And let's get down to do the nasty, freaky, funky
Stinky, junky, let's bump uglies in the nighttime
Between
The Story Of 100 Aisles Lyrics
help yourself if you know why you came cause if you need help she says... there's something I've got saved this is not what you wanted these candy coated fakes this is not what you wanted this is pain anacin, we're stumbling again it's the story of a hundred aisles walk away from simple on a tray cause if you need help she says these fancy pills don't r
the sheets help yourself if you know why you came cause if you need help she says... there's something I've got saved this is not what you wanted these candy coated fakes this is not what you wanted this is pain anacin, we're stumbling again it's the story of a hundred aisles walk away from simple on a tray cause if you need help she says these fancy pills don't r
Cause I rock fly rhymes over funky beats
The Celtic ruin, the legion of doom
Now gimme the track, or with the fat back doom
Now gimme some room, and I'll explode
Cock back my hammer, then squeeze off my load
So hit the road, Jack, and don't come back no more
Or I'll be moppin' up the floor with your crew of soft core
Punk pussy bitches, jail house snitches
On stage, I get wrecked and I collect my riches
I get the funky style, and like Gomer Pile
You'll be 'Surprise surprise surprise!' as I
Rise to the top, fuck a punk cop
I'm always hip-hop, only a pimple goes pop
So you better quit, zit
I came to rip shit
Blastin' with the Soul Assassins
Askin' the question, teachin' the lesson
Bringin' the West Coast back to the East Coast
Where it a
Same Old Saturday Night Lyrics
Went to see a movie show Found myself an empty row Thought the show was just alright Same old Saturday night Then I made the usual stop Coffee at the coffee shop Friendly face nowhere in sight Same old Saturday night I really thought - the papers I bought Would help me forget you for a while Believe me honey - the funnies weren't funny They didn't even make me smilell 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
So feel it
Chorus
Just feel it
Feel it
Just feel it
C'mon y'all, feel it
Back to the rhyme, I'm always on time
A lime to a lemon, yo, a lemon to a lime
I rock the old school style and it's futile
To step up, cause you'll get swept up
Like dust, or I just might bust and unload my clip
Unless you're a punk, then I'll just pop you in the lip
And show you the deal, now how did that feel
You know I'm killin' any pig that squeels
I'm fillin' up reels of tape with my fly rhymes
And I've got a subsciption to High Times
Son Dooby's in the back, the Mexican Ralph Emms is
Went to see a movie show Found myself an empty row Thought the show was just alright Same old Saturday night Then I made the usual stop Coffee at the coffee shop Friendly face nowhere in sight Same old Saturday night I really thought - the papers I bought Would help me forget you for a while Believe me honey - the funnies weren't funny They didn't even make me smile
You're startin' to trip from that Jheri curl drip
Soakin' 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 to the rhyme, I'm always on time
A lime to a lemon, yo, a lemon to a lime
I rock the old school style and it's futile
To step up, cause you'll get swept up
Like dust, or I just might bust and unload my clip
Unless you're a punk, then I'll just pop you in the lip
And show you the deal, now how did that feel
You know I'm killin' any pig that squeels
I'm fillin' up reels of tape with my fly rhymes
And I've got a subsciption to High Times
Son Dooby's in the back, the Mexican Ralph Emms is
When The Sky Turns Black Lyrics
Eyes of pain - eyes of death Death has come - life is gone Humanity in the sphere of death The world falls down... When the sky turns black When the sky turns black - black Desperate cry infinity of life The world destroied by humanity itself Life ended as the world falls down The death is the door of life God forgot their mistakes of life The nature burn in time
on the track
My DJ Lethal, he's on the cut
When I bust a dope rhyme, it's like bustin' a nut
So let me jerk off on the mic and get it sticky
When I drink a brew it's either Guiness or mickeys
I'll put your head out just like a fuckin' Malboro
Don't fuck with me, punk, you know that I'm thorough
Bred like a race horse, right-in-your-face force
Feedin' you beats, straight off the streets
So catch me catch me, if you can
You know I'm the man like Chewbacca knows Han
Solo, bolos are what I'll be throwin'
When I be flowin', I get the job done
Cause I'm number one, the Prodigal Son
I left and I came back, but not with the same rap
And not with the same style, I'm known to get buckwild
The luck of the Irish spreads like a virus
So feel it
Chorus
Eyes of pain - eyes of death Death has come - life is gone Humanity in the sphere of death The world falls down... When the sky turns black When the sky turns black - black Desperate cry infinity of life The world destroied by humanity itself Life ended as the world falls down The death is the door of life God forgot their mistakes of life The nature burn in time
on the track
My DJ Lethal, he's on the cut
When I bust a dope rhyme, it's like bustin' a nut
So let me jerk off on the mic and get it sticky
When I drink a brew it's either Guiness or mickeys
I'll put your head out just like a fuckin' Malboro
Don't fuck with me, punk, you know that I'm thorough
Bred like a race horse, right-in-your-face force
Feedin' you beats, straight off the streets
So catch me catch me, if you can
You know I'm the man like Chewbacca knows Han
Solo, bolos are what I'll be throwin'
When I be flowin', I get the job done
Cause I'm number one, the Prodigal Son
I left and I came back, but not with the same rap
And not with the same style, I'm known to get buckwild
The luck of the Irish spreads like a virus
So feel it
Chorus