Fed Up Remix W Guru Lyrics - House Of Pain

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I say brothers are amused by other brothers repsbut they're all playing roles just like omar eppsi see so many players i wonder where the coach ismy name's everlast i'm hard to kill like roachesthe dough that you're making has got you fronting and fakingyour heart's been shook your brain's cooked like baconcan't believe you're not butter you thought you was on itout trying to flaunt it but it's just blue bonnetand now it's my turn kid watch me churnthere's only so many spots they're had to earnpack it up pack it inso let me begindon't make me have to smack your dumb xxx into a head spinyou're left in suspense from the aura of my presencetrying to get props under false pretenseyou wanna say something but you're not sureif i'm a dis ya cause you're not purelike the cheap version that gets cut with baking sodaif you had game you still couldn't get overi know your crew's gotta be crazy weakcause i can judge them by the company they keepway deep is how i get into this rap thingwhile you're napping i got your chick's titties flappingshe's asking for me to hit her off lovelyi'm a slay all you punks like as if i was ...when you sell out to appeal to the massesyou have to go back and enroll in some classesall you curve pieces start shaking your assesall you blunt holders take two pulls and pass itback in '89 i dropped too much acidrock from lake habasoo out to lake placidwhile you busy ragging on the people you blastedi'm asking how many days have you fastedchorusget up i'll break ya down a little somethingi'm fed up it's time to go head huntingdead up too many crews be frontingi'm fed up it's time to go head huntingget up i'll break ya down a little somethingi'm fed up it's time to go head huntingdead up too many crews be frontingi'm fed up it's time to go head huntinghey what's that sound don't turn aroundto your back i got the grey groundhard for you chumps that act oddthe ones faking jacks packing guns acting hardbut let's suppose you really had a burneryou would still need some lessons on how to hold it firmerfuck a murder i'm a just kill your egocause we know that you ain't really got no peoplemurdering a prop my man this my homey thatyou need to get the xxxx out my face cause you don't know me jackeeny meeny miney moei put seeds in your mental and i watch em growturn on the instrument and then clock my flowput the dough in my pocket and i rock the showcause i know and you this is how we gosomalaku to the muslimshalom to the hebrewgeed lust envy sloth gluttony pride and wrath do the maththese seven deadly sins represent my jinnyou scheming on testing me kid where you beeni been told all my life i'm my only friendthere's a killer on the road money it's the endand you might think that i'm a dummybut while you're out at the spot i'm home chilling with your honeyi kicks flavorlike steven king i write the horrorif you wanna see tomorrow when i lead you're best to followor you'll be left along the road in the dustand me and you won't have too much to discusstrust me i be the gifted unlimitedtoo many of these rappers blowing up because of guinness kidyou ain't did the bid you ain't never pulled the triggeryou battle me i make you stagger more than liquori get raw i'm quickdraw the outlaw i dealt ya'llready to xxxx with me so boy you better stopcause i'm a beat your xxx like your popsget the real estate money and then the propschoruslyrics submitted by: mike'97

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