Homie don't see em coming but I do Them hittas is creeping behind you Don't ever move that work if it ain't yo turf I really shouldn't have to remind you Bullets is flying now That boy is crying now But nobody hears a sound I see dead people Never cheat on me she said She was talking to a man With a heart full of anger and a 3 57 banger in her hand She put 2 in his chest Put 2 more in his head, she said If she can't have him than nobody can She wouldn't let him go though Didn't have the strength to hold on Put the gun to her head and swoll I see dead people Remember you killed my homeboy So I gotta avenge that, black mag, black mask And I know where you live at I went through a lot to get you So I know I won't miss you I'm hittin whoever wit you Whatever diety that guides my life Dear lord don't let me die tonight But if I shall before I wake then, I'll accept my fate and I committed to my heart, was in the right place, I Did what I did to put food on my plate So when they come for me keep me safe I see dead people Coming out of their grave, wiping dirt off their shirt Still walking round the earth Watching their death reoccur Climbing out of their grave Wiping dirt off their shirt Still walking round the earth I see dead people

House Of Pain Anthem I'm a wood peckin' peckerwood Take me out, ya never could Act up in my neighbourhood You better not, my aim is good The House Of Pain is not a gang Just a funky Irish name A Celtic savage makin' cabbage With corn beef on the side Irish pride is what I got I got alot so don't dispute it Constantly I'm suited If ya got a gun then shoot it Pick any beat I rock it I'm always in the pocket You try to ill, I grab my gat And now you see my cock it Next I pull the trigger I don't care if you're bigger You try to con yourself you're bulletproof But how ya figure? The caps that I'll be poppin' They'll have your body droppin' You thought you knew the deal But now you feel your heartbeat stoppin' I'm moppin' up the comp That's short for compitition I write my lyrics like The Irish mob in Hell's Kitchen The House Of Pain in effect, y'all I say the House Of Pain is in effect You know the House Of Pain is in effect y'all And anyone that steps up in gettin' wrecked I'm a beer drinkin' fighter The bike in Easy Rider I only roll my spliffs With the extra easy whiters Papers to vapors Is what you'll all be catchin' Meanwhile I'll be snatchin' Up your hoes and all your dough The styles that I'll be kickin' You know they're finger lickin' Good, the peckerwood never could play the victim Only the offender I go out on a bender Drink a case of brew And then disgrace the crew But only if it's mickeys I never wear no dickeys Only wear the Levi's My whole family cries

Say you're gonna leave me 'Cause I only tie you up I always loved you tender But you only like it rough Woman bound for glory Why you're leavin' me again? Gonna pack your bags And leave this house of pain Heartaches all around me How many times we tried Said she tried to leave me But her hands were always tied If I had it all to do I'd keep it just the same Gonna fix it so you never leave This house of pain