Over There Shit — текст песни (House Of Pain)

Ladies and Gentlemen (2x)

Here`s the new shit I`m on
We can all get along
But if ya step to me wrong
I`m gonna bang ya like a gong
And I don`t need a gang to do it
I creep solo
Beat ya till 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 on my sheets
From all the good times
That I spent with ya Hookers
Some were good lookers
And some were just stunts
After too many hlunts
Ya got ya arm around ya girl
But don`t make me laugh kid
Gettin steam pressured
Your oirl`s schemin` on the grafted
Jail faced Celt
Backed up
Catch a welt
From the buckle
Of my belt
Now tell me how that felt

Oooh I`m on some of the over there shit (3x)
I`m on some Milky I don`t care shit

I don`t care...

It`s the return of the livin dead
Put all concerned to bed
I`m alive and kickin`
Ask any girl I`m stickin
Back once again
I never shot no heroin
Or hit the glass pipe
Ass wipe
Stop the rumor
I`ll kill ya like a tumor in your colon
I`ll leave your shit all swollen
Get off my dick cause thick is how I`m rollin`
The Soul Assassainator`ll
Get ya open like a crator
I`m down with psycho vader
cause I`m flava` like a plate a`
Corn beef and cabage
I`m a savage on the set
Don`t do nuthin` you`ll regret
Because you`ll end up gettin` wet like water
I`m out for slaughter
Cops lock up your daughter

Chorus

I rock it page style cause freed damaged ya
If ya play me close punk I`m gonna` damage ya
We got the FunkDoobie in the House
With the Mickey Mouse
I spot a hooker then I`m runnin up in ya blouse
I ain`t a bitch so don`t play me soft
I got a round in my chamber and the safety`s off
Pullin` on the trigger
Ain`t nuthin brave
But I`m a sick fucker
Like a red-neck trucker
And I just might buck ya down
You`re starin` down my barrell
So ya jump around
Ya try to get away
But I`m too quick to pull
So don`t try to gas me
Punk, my tank`s full
I ain`t got the time
I don`t need the fuel
Punk we can duel
I`ll take ya ass to school
Then break down the lesson
Here`s the pop quiz
I gets Top Billin
You can ask Giz

Chorus