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House Of Pain Same As It Ever Was

I said, but I won't repeat it If you've got a cold starve it, if you've got a fever feed it And if you can't feed it then why not blow You may be positive

the cause When it's time to rock a funky joint, I'm on point When it's time to rock a funky jam, I'm the man When it's time to rock a funky joint, I

't care shit I don't care I rock it page style 'cuz freed damaged ya If ya play me close punk I'm gonna' damage ya We got the FunkDoobie in the house

much love to my man bronk style You came to my party and son, you made it worthwhile And much love to my man son doobie If I needed it again you'd sell

every day no more And 'cuz they don't see me they think I've changed But I'm the same motherfucker no doubt What's it all about, I thought we was people

on ya Runnin' up on ya The House Of Pain Runnin' up on ya The House Of Pain Runnin' up on ya Give me some elbow room, spark the boom then pass it I

I drop it off and I'm off in space I remember your face But don't remember your name 'Cause it's all the same As it ever was That's what it is money

chorus(4x) When it's time to rock a funky joint I'm on point When it's time to rock a funky jam I'm the man Well it's the D to the A, double N Y BO

: Runnin' Up on Ya Runnin up on ya The House of Pain...runnin' up on ya(2x) Give me some elbow room Spark the boom Then pass it I'll drop ya like acid