cops, I'ma beat your ass while he walks [in locks?] [Kuniva] Now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Eric Where's your house of pain now, there
Where ever the fuck it goes You bitches are hoes Put it in ya like my motherfuckin' hoe Or in your butt hole, ear hole Where ever the fuck it goes Yeah
Kid rock, I'm gonna rock the house biatch It goes, 1 for the trebble, and 2 for the bass And the blue eyed devils gonna rock this place Cause I don't
say that, The opposite of left is right. The opposite of right is wrong. So anyone who's left is wrong, right? CROWD: Goo...ood... Goo...ood... HAPGOOD: Hello! CROWD
(Hook) A lot of er... sharks out there Turn up to take a bite of something What's hot A lot of comedians out there Try to change up Every time something
mention he had handcuffs, not to mention they had playing clothes on, and the complain goes on. But nobody do nothing about it, the jail house and the mortgage to fucking crowded
[B-Real talking] Alot of a...sharks out there...try'na take a bite of somethin' What's hot Lot of chameleons out there...try'na change up Anytime somethin
know my crew funk, bringin in full flaga' Bringin it back like I'm fresh out the box, pair of broke ass 69ers (IS THERE NUTTIN NEW?) All in the house
the cops, I'ma beat your ass while he walks [in locks?] [Kuniva] Now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Eric Where's your house of pain now, there
thinking that God He would put up a wall Don?t think that all cause the big and the small He?s there for us y?all Right there if you fall he?s there
at plush places Regular criminal oasis awaits us If there's a ghetto for true thugs, I'll see you there And I'm sorry for not bein there Just know your
cul-de-sac, that could not match me where I'm at." My memories flash me there and back yup, there goes me right there in black holdin' hands not starin
Gucci sweater The house that's built on a rock can stand the weather Faith, can stand the weather But is your house, upon the rock Or is it on sand and
Kid Rock, I'm gonna rock the house biatch It goes, 1 for the trebble, and 2 for the bass And the blue eyed devils gonna rock this place Cause I don't
, heart-breakin To see I'd be missing you baby God what did I do Fallen out of love with you Did a drive-by past your house Is there someone I don't know