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Текст песни House Of Pain - Keep It Comin

House Of Pain - Keep It Comin слова песни




Smokin up an lMight kill a brain cellBut I might as wellIm on a highway to hellSometimes I feel doomed,Totally consumedBy an eerie feelinI hear pigs squealinSoldiers of fortuneAre torchin hutsThe girls on them tvsAre shakin their buttsIm hyperventilatinI might be hallucinatinYo I got a chillIm feelin sort of illIm goin madBut arent ya gladYa used dialIm goin out like styleChorusUh and ya dont quitYeah, keep it cominAnd ya dont stopThey sayUh and ya dont quitI got complexesYa cant figure outMy dad said"hes a bum, kick the nigger out"My heads fucked upBut I lucked upAnd got a hit recordNow Im well respectedI can go places I never went beforeI still dress the sameSo it must be my nameI cant dealWith whos real and whos notWho treated me the sameWhen my record wasnt hotThey said I couldnt eat tooSo I put my cake downI think Im having a breakdownChorusIts not paranoiaI got something for yaIts made of chromeAnd itll burst you domeNo joke my gunllBlow a fuckin tunnelRight through your bodyFree john gottiIll leave with your hottyAnd Ill take her homeLay her down on her backAnd Ill make her moanChorusUh and ya dont quitYeah, keep me cumminAnd ya dont stopSoul assasins and ya dont stopFunkdoobie and ya dont stopCypress hill and ya dont stopHouse of pain and ya dont stopSoul assasins and ya dont stop

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