Текст песни: House Of Pain - Runnin` Up On Ya



Runnin` Up on Ya

Runnin up on ya

The House of Pain...runnin` up on ya [2x]



Give me some elbow room

Spark the boom

Then pass it

I`ll drop ya like acid

Ya might get blasted

If ya step to the crew with the Irish Pride

Ya wish ya died

Cause I don`t let shit slide

Sinn Fein

Is the House of Pain

Our day will come

Boom she-lach-lach

My shit`s cocked

Ya better run

Get a gun

Get a bomb

It`s on like Vietnam

Then run and get ya momma

And ask why Daddy`s buggin`

Chuggin` Black & Tan`s

Smacking Fans

I`m breakin` up the set

I`m gettin` bitches wet

Gettin` all the dough

I`m leavin with ya ho

And if the ho`s ya wife

Yo, ya might lose your life



Cause I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya



I`ll rip out ya veins

With hooks and chains

Just like Pinhead

I used to rock a skinhead

Now I got a fade

Case I`m paid

And the bomb is played

Everybody`s done it

So Ev can never run it

I started that shit two years ago

Your girl started lookin` good five beers ago

So I might step to her

But I just wanna` screw her

I don`t want to take her

I just wanna` make her

Scream out my name

Cause the Pain`s in the House

Bust a nut in her gut

And leave a stain in her blouse

Then pull up my drawers

And she`s all yours again

And if ya got a beef punk

Better bring a friend

Cause I`m runnin` up on ya



I ain`t gonna` warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m commin` `round the corner

I ain`t gonna` warn ya



I`m runnin` up on ya

Punk you`re a goner

Put the gun away

Run away

Better chill

Better yet still

Let me get ill

I can drop a bomb

Full of semen in ya mom

And keep her screamin till dawn

Cause the E can rock on like a

One, two and ya don`t stop

Ya might get dropped

Cause I don`t

And I swear

I don`t have a gun

I ain`t gonna` when



Cause I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna warn ya

Runnin` up on ya

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Runnin` Up on Ya

Runnin up on ya

The House of Pain...runnin` up on ya [2x]



Give me some elbow room

Spark the boom

Then pass it

I`ll drop ya like acid

Ya might get blasted

If ya step to the crew with the Irish Pride

Ya wish ya died

Cause I don`t let shit slide

Sinn Fein

Is the House of Pain

Our day will come

Boom she-lach-lach

My shit`s cocked

Ya better run

Get a gun

Get a bomb

It`s on like Vietnam

Then run and get ya momma

And ask why Daddy`s buggin`

Chuggin` Black & Tan`s

Smacking Fans

I`m breakin` up the set

I`m gettin` bitches wet

Gettin` all the dough

I`m leavin with ya ho

And if the ho`s ya wife

Yo, ya might lose your life



Cause I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya



I`ll rip out ya veins

With hooks and chains

Just like Pinhead

I used to rock a skinhead

Now I got a fade

Case I`m paid

And the bomb is played

Everybody`s done it

So Ev can never run it

I started that shit two years ago

Your girl started lookin` good five beers ago

So I might step to her

But I just wanna` screw her

I don`t want to take her

I just wanna` make her

Scream out my name

Cause the Pain`s in the House

Bust a nut in her gut

And leave a stain in her blouse

Then pull up my drawers

And she`s all yours again

And if ya got a beef punk

Better bring a friend

Cause I`m runnin` up on ya



I ain`t gonna` warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m commin` `round the corner

I ain`t gonna` warn ya



I`m runnin` up on ya

Punk you`re a goner

Put the gun away

Run away

Better chill

Better yet still

Let me get ill

I can drop a bomb

Full of semen in ya mom

And keep her screamin till dawn

Cause the E can rock on like a

One, two and ya don`t stop

Ya might get dropped

Cause I don`t

And I swear

I don`t have a gun

I ain`t gonna` when



Cause I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya when

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna` warn ya

I`m runnin` up on ya

I ain`t gonna warn ya

Runnin` up on ya

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