Runnin Up On Ya Testo

(whisper)Runnin Up On yaThe House of PainGive me some elbow room,smoke the boon and pass itI'll drop ya like acidYa might get blastedif ya step to the crew with the Irish prideYou'll wish ya died cause I don't let ya slideChampaine is the House of PainOur day will comeBoom she-lock lock my shits cocked ya better runGet a gun, get a bombIt's on like VietnamGo run and get your mom and ask her why daddy's bugginChuggin Black and Tan'sSmackin fansbreakin up the setsI'll make your bitches wetgettin all the doughI'm leaven which your hoAnd 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 skinheadNow I got a fade cause I'm paid and my barber's playedEverybody's done it, so Ev can never run itI started that shit two years agoYour girl started lookin good 5 beers agoSo I might step to herBut I just want to screw herI don't want to take herI just want to make herScream out my name cause the pain's in the housebust a nut in the cut, leave a stain on her blouseThen pull up my drawers and she's all your againAnd 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 gonnerPut 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 stopYa might get dropped cause I don't care and I swearI don't have a gun(chorus)