mouse, you know he's in the house One for the road, this is one for a road For my man Matt champ, this is one for the road Tura lura lura, tura lura
Übersetzung: House Of Pain. One For The Road.
you know he's in the house One for the road, this is one for the road For my man Matt Champy, this is one for the road Tura lura lura, tura lura lie
, you know he's in the house One for the road, this is one for the road For my man Matt Champy, this is one for the road Tura lura lura, tura lura lie
love. Straight thugs. One time for my niggas in the jail cell. (One time for my niggas locked up.) One time for my niggas doin life in hell. One time for
a waste of breath, of space, of time. I knew a woman, she was dignified and true and her love for her man was one of her many virtues until one day she
the party '92 (*echoes*) a year later, 'bout a million records sold From doin' shows like Lollapalooza on the road Buildin' up momentum, whilst spittin' deadly venom Takin' pictures for
you're the one I want to come Not to touch the earth Not to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let's run House upon the hill Moon is lying
re in ruins... One, twenty-one guns Lay down your arms Give up the fight One, twenty-one guns Throw up your arms into the sky One, twenty-one guns Lay
whenever I step out the house Whether the weather is sunny or nastier than sauerkraut Every endeavor takes bits of faith until you're left with doubt No Tears for
where is the light? Where is the light? Disillusiion cause pain And I cannot take the strain this town is full of ignorance This road has a bad influcence This house
: (feat. Notorious B.I.G.) [Pain In Da Ass] [*gunshots*] OKAY, I'M RELOADED!!! You motherfuckers, think you big time? Fuckin with Jay-Z, you gon'
headed to the first house It works out perfectly - a murder spree Got the urge for a murder Gotta take another life Today I think ill take a little house
, I used to go like house to house (man) Sleepin on couch to couch (you know) Walk around stickin out my hands, lookin for a handout Only thing I handed
lonely on the moon? You took a dive and swallowed all you could Did you drink too much too soon? Nothing left for you to fight about And no one wants
for the killin' Livin' where it's realer man and you don't know the feelin' It's time to grab my glock and make a rocket for the million Creepin on yo
