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House Of Pain - Put Your Head Out
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B-Real
B-Real
Вокал
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Вокал
Everlast
Everlast
Вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Erik Schrody
Erik Schrody
Автор песен
Larry Muggerud
Larry Muggerud
Автор песен
Louis Freeze
Louis Freeze
Автор песен
Lawrence Muggerud
Lawrence Muggerud
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
D.J. Muggs
D.J. Muggs
Продюсер
Larry Muggerud
Larry Muggerud
Продюсер
Ralph tha Funky Mexican
Ralph tha Funky Mexican
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I rip shit like a bow when I flow And I score points with the joints that I throw 'Cause I flow daily, I'm no punk, see I break backs, make tracks, and get funky There's no one to run to, 'cause nobody cares MCs drop to your knees, say your prayers The luck o' the Irish is about to kick in Prepare to die, notify your next o' kin I'm goin' all out, buck, duck, and call out That's how I'm livin', punk, ya better stall out This is the House of Pain (pain) To come inside is insane I'll put ya head out (I'll put ya head out) I'll put ya head out (I'll put ya head out) Jump up and spread out I'll put ya head out I'll put ya head out, put, put ya head out Jump up and spread out I'll put ya head out Yo, what up, punk, punk? I'll put ya head out Who steps to booz When the hoods wanna take a cruise? They're feelin' effects of the booze Ain't no clues, to hell with them fools Who got smoked even though they strap tools They got brews, but I got the boomer Trigga to blast ya and skip the bull Take my life, shit, I'll take you to school In a duel, what's the difference if you think you're droppin' jewels? Carbon copy, think you're so cool Stop dreamin' and hallucinatin' You're caught up in a piece I'm paintin' Click-click, punk, now you're thinkin', "Oh, shit" Quit while you're ahead before I fill you full of lead I'll put ya head out (put ya head out) I'll put ya head out (put ya head out) Jump up and spread out I'll put ya head out I'll put ya head out, put, put ya head out Jump up and spread out I'll put ya head out Blessed with the gift, and gets with the rhyme I never say quit when I'm out to get mine It's live and let die, sit back, and get high Smokin' a fat blunt, waitin' for some punk To act up like he's got somethin' in him Then I grab the mic and start spittin' out venom Carvin' up headstones, blowin' out headphones Steppin' to me, ya wind up in the Dead Zone It's nothin' personal, that's how it goes, G Step up with beef and you'll wind up losin' teeth 'Cause I don't give up the mic that easy Step back, this ain't government cheese, G You can stand in line, but you ain't gettin' it Talk all the shit ya want, but I ain't sweatin' it I'll put ya head out (I'll put ya head out) I'll put ya head out (I'll put ya head out) Jump up and spread out I'll put ya head out I'll put ya head out, put, put ya head out Jump up and spread out I'll put ya head out
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Erik Schrody Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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