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Текст (слова) песни: House Of Pain - Word is Bond



(uh)

Chorus

Word is bond

Pop pop pop pop

Grab your chest

Now ya bleedin(punk)lead out ya asshole (x4)

I break it off

Like a kit-kat

Casue ya cant git that

Worth while style

Underground sound

So now your frontin

Tryin to fake it

Complain ya never make it

And pretty soon youre open butt naked

So your ass starts to rob and steel

Madd jealous cause my shits got mass appeal

And now Im rhymin wit diamond d

With some brand new shit for the year of 93

I got a loop on my crate

And Im duckin

The way Im rhymin on the break

Till the brothers, fuck it

Ya know I got the funky sound

Ya still up un the air

Cause last year I said jump around

Im rollin thick

So I know you see me

I got mad little white kids,

Wishin they could be me

So dont step up cause Im a come out blastin

You just a quickie

Punk, Im everlastin

Chorus

Now let me hear my man( my man, my man, my man)

Yo its diamond d

The psycotic, narrotic

Pizza idiotic

Smoke em

Boom thats exotic

With my man everlastin

Brothas be askin me

For the fee

Kid, my name aint sebastion

Give em my moms demo tapes

Foamn at the mouth

Dreamin of makin papes

I know your thirsty

Lord have mercy

I got ten acts

And ya want to be the first, g

Come on, dad

Let me breathe yeah

Dont be the lint ball on my sleeve

Wanna be down and diggin wit the crates

Have dough in the pocket

And sleep way past 8

I know the feelin

Ya wanna be the one weelin and dealin

But your shit aint appealin

So make haste

Ill stick it to a like paste

Dont sleep

I got the 9 on my waist

Chorus

I lick shots for the soul assasins

I lick shots fot the diamond d

I lick shots for the everlastin

And I lick shots for the d-i-t-c

Yo Im more respected

My necks protected

So dont get started

Just disregard it

Cause Im retarted

With an agrial stubin

When I see a bootleg

I take my record and dupe it

Scoop it

Just like a news reporter

Im causin disorder

Because Im sorta

Sick of loosin money

When I work so hard

So if I catch ya bootleggin

Im a pull your card

Chorus

 

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