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letra de house of pain 2003 - busta rhymes

[verse 1: 2pac]
the motherf-ckin’ dust kicker, who can you trust?
do you have the heart to see a n-gg-, before you bust?
my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes
bustin’ motherf-ckers out the box, i ain’t even go!
now how the h-ll do you explain my claim to fame?
from doin’ flicks to bustin’ tricks out the f-ckin’ frame
got these b-tches on my jock, n-gg-s on my block
jealous -ss suckers got ’em duckin’ from my smokin’ glock
and bustin’ n-gg-s -sses is to stay alive
skinny -ss player watchin’ bigger motherf-ckers fry
they ask me how i’m livin’, i’m a hustler
buckin’ busters ’til they die
now it’s on in the ghetto you ain’t heard?
n-gg-s got they aks headin’ for the ‘burbs
aimin’ at them skin headed b-tches let it rain
givin’ ’em a wet welcome to the house of pain

[hook:]
house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
welcome to the house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
welcome to the house of pain
whoa, whoa

[verse 2: notorious b.i.g.]
huh, the country bud got me chokin’
i’m on a mission to the point that motherf-ckers think i’m smokin’
yea that sick n-gg- biggie wit the 8-shot fifth
wit the extra clip for that extra sh-t
don’t you know that a k!lling is thrilling
all the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing
a born gangsta my daddy was a thug
had a .38 wit the hollow point slug
so when he licked shots
n-gg-s dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor
a little n-gg- tried to squeeze .22’s in my reebok shoes
payin’ dues, while kids was on their one’s and two’s
now i’m much older, colder, f-ck a holster
got the mac-11 swingin’ from my shoulder
it’s a d-mn shame i got to put my momma through the strain
i’m livin’ in a house of pain

[hook:]
house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
welcome to the house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
welcome to the house of pain
whoa, whoa

[verse 3: busta rhymes]
yeah, yeah, check it
n-gg-s talking about doing this and doing that
f-cking mouth bigger than the fattest b-tch’s -ss-crack
add and subtract on minus f-ggots
groupies bring the violence to maggots
i’ll silence you b-st-rds and then i
embarr-ss and disrespect n-gg-s, shameful
cut the convo short and keep the beating painful
finger hugging a trigger like a p-ssy i’m fingerin’
shots to you ’till i see them teardrops tricklin’
you f-ckin’ with a grown man and you ain’t half-grown
or half-known, you f-ggot, i’ll shoot you all in your calf bone
what you get in it for? i’ll have you n-gg-s sitting down
front and walk with a bop, i’ll make you n-gg-s limp around
in case you didn’t know i’m still a hungry rich n-gg-
chop f-ggots to pieces and eat a little b-tch n-gg-
dog’s not appropriate for women and children
i spit your pieces out and hang them on the side of a building
yeah, tie you up and make one of my b-tches doo-doo on you
with your fubu on you like i was performing voodoo on you
heat rock while you just watch a n-gg- heat drop
streets stop while i’m talking, and push you through a sheet rock
a whole lot of iron and c-cked a lot of hammers
while i give you modes and principles, teaching you n-gg-s manners
oh yeah, y’all n-gg-s know what’s up? you know my name?
while i initiate you motherf-ckers in the house of pain

[hook:]
house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
welcome to the house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
house of pain
welcome to the house of pain
whoa, whoa

- busta rhymes

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