House Of Pain - Ends Lyrics

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Ends some people will rob their mother for the ends

Rats snitch on one another for the ends

Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends

So before we go any further i want my ends

I knew this cat named darrell he didn't have a dollar

He was harvard material ivy league scholar

Had a phd. had an m.b.a.

But now he's waiting tables 'cause there's rent to pay

Companies downsizing inflation's rising

Can't find a job he's feeling kind of stressed

Doesn't even feel the effects when he says

Forgot to count how many times he been blessed

So he falls off track starts smokin' the crack

And once it hits his brain it starts to chain react

He sells the shirt off his back shoes off his feet

He's losing all his teeth now he's out in the street

And all of sudden he's like jesse james

Tryin' to stick up kids for their watches and chains

But he's from business school and he's nervous with the tool

So he ends up on his back in the bloody pool

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For the ends some people will rob their mother for the ends

Rats snitch on one another for the ends

Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends

So before we go any further i want my ends

I knew this chick named sally she had a nice strut

And everywhere that i went she was up in the cut

Swinging that butt like race you out here

Only rapped the benz and rocked the fly gear

Brand name wearing champagne waving

Jewels around the neck life style she's craving

Ain't no saving she's doin' enough spending

You do the lending she'll do the bending

Straight machine vending it's money for take

Shopping sprees get her on her knees

And if you hit her with keys to your crib you acting funny

Come home one day find her counting out your money

From the wetlands all the way to the apollo

If you're broke she's spittin' if you're rich she might swallow

For the ends some people will rob their mother for the ends

Rats snitch on one another for the ends

Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends

So before we go any further i want my ends

I knew these two homeboys that made a lot of noise

Making money on the block kids was on they jock

They was tougher than leather like reverend run

Dmc they was toting guns

Holdin' weight goin' out of state

Stackin' mad chips and pushin' phat whips

Fly jewels and clothes and got no job

And then one disappeared and one got robbed

For the ends some people will rob their mother for the ends

Rats snitch on one another for the ends

Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends

So before we go any further i want my ends

Ends some people will rob their mother for the ends

Rats snitch on one another for the ends

Sometimes kids get murdered for the ends

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