Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Choose Your Poison, artist - House Of Pain. Album song Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.10.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Choose Your Poison |
I say hey now c’mon ya’ll |
If there’s money in your pocket |
And your walkin tall |
make your way to the bar |
And get your poison chose |
And drink it old school style |
In your B-Boy pose |
I get off Madd flows |
Like a pack of eskimo’s |
On the dog sled in the blizzard |
Cause I’m the wizard of (oz) |
Ah, Shit I’m gonna wreck ya set |
And you stepin to me is just an emty threat |
Something I cant sweat |
Kid, you never see my worry |
I’ve never been caught |
But my hands may be dirty |
5 years from 30 |
Come check my age |
If ya cant pop |
Simply turn the page |
And I’ll engage |
Wit that kid thats been swiftless |
Stickin to the roof of your mouth like some chippin |
Peanut butter |
Ya know know my style’s butter |
Cause every word I utter |
Rock’s the sky’s from the gutter |
I make ya shudder |
When I rock your soul |
I do dames the way I like |
I get mike’s controlled |
Well if ya get bold |
Well then ya get bit |
Cause your knowlege is a trick |
Kid, It’s makin me sick |
I’m Danny Boy |
With the Hard Core style |
I’ll punch you suckers in the mouth like a root canal (Root Canal!) |
You get me started and I’m hard to stop |
I got 45 caliburs ready to pop |
And when I pop off |
You drop off |
You get blown out the frame |
Cause the more shit change |
The more things stay the same |
And I got no respect for your area |
From Brooklyn to Dublin |
I keep your ass fumblin' |
Cause I’m the fuckin ball busta |
Brooklyn heart breaker |
House of Pain pimp money maker |
I got rhymes finese |
I got rhymes galore |
I got rhymes for peace |
I got rhymes for war |
I got rhymes for heads |
I got rhymes for skins |
I got rhymes |
Kid your crew aint got no wins |
So step up if you wanna get your head cracked |
Run up if you wanna get your skull knocked |
Play the hard rock baby get your ears boxed |
I’ll kill you all |
Just like I was the small pox |
I’ll kill ya livestock |
just like I was anthrax |
Come see me live |
Then crazy like the Band Sax |