Letra Runnin up on ya House Of Pain

Runnin up on ya

(whisper)Runnin Up On ya
The House of PainGive me some elbow room,smoke the boon and pass itI'll drop ya like acid
Ya might get blastedif ya step to the crew with the Irish prideYou'll wish ya died cause I don't let ya slide
Champaine is the House of PainOur day will come
Boom she-lock lock my shits cocked ya better run
Get a gun, get a bombIt's on like VietnamGo run and get your mom and ask her why daddy's buggin
Chuggin Black and Tan'sSmackin fansbreakin up the setsI'll make your bitches wetgettin all the doughI'm leaven which your ho
And if the ho's white yo you might lose your life(chorus)
Cause I'm runnin up on ya,
I ain't gonna warn ya whenI'm runnin up on ya,
I ain't gonna warn ya I'm runnin up on ya,
I ain't gonna warn ya whenI'm runnin up on ya,
I ain't gonna warn ya I'll rip out your viens with hooks and chainsjust like PinheadUse to rock a skinhead
Now I got a fade cause I'm paid and my barber's playedEverybody's done it, so Ev can never run it
I started that shit two years ago
Your girl started lookin good 5 beers ago
So I might step to her
But I just want to screw her
I don't want to take her
I just want to make her
Scream out my name cause the pain's in the housebust a nut in the cut, leave a stain on her blouse
Then pull up my drawers and she's all your again
And if ya got a beef punk better bring a friend(chorus)I'm comin round the corner, I ain't gonna warn yaI'm runnin up on ya, punk your a gonner
Put the gun away, run awaybetter chill, better yet stilllet me get ill, I can drop a bomb full a siemen in your momkeep her screamin till dawn cause the E can rock onlike a one, two and ya don't stop
Ya might get dropped cause I don't care and I swear
I don't have a gun(chorus)