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House Of Pain
WORD IS BOND
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WORD IS BOND,
House Of Pain
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Featuring diamond d
Uh...
Word is bond
i'm a numba 1
grab your chest
getcha lead outcha asshole x4
I break it off like a kit kat
'cause ya can't get that
worth while style
underground sound
so now your frontin'
tryin to fake it
complain ya never make it
and pretty soon you're runnin' butt naked
so your ass starts to rob and steel
madd jealous 'cause my shit's got mass appeal
and now i'm rhymin with diamond d
with some brand new shit for the year of '93
i got a loop on my crate
and i'm duckin'
the way i'm rhymin on the break
till the brothers fuck it
you know i got the funky sound
you still up un the air
'cause last year i said "jump around"
i'm rollin thick
so i know you can see me
i got mad little white kids
wishin' they could be me
so don't step up 'cause i'm a come out blastin'
you just a quickie
punk, i'm everlastin'
[chorus]
Now let me hear my man...
Yo it's diamond d
the psycotic
narrotic
pete's an idiotic
smoke the boom thats exotic
with my man everlastin'
brotha's be askin' me
for the fee
kid, my name ain't sebastion
give'em my mom's demo tapes
foam'n 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 ya
don't 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 wealin' and dealin'
but your shit ain't appealin'
so make haste
i'll 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 i'm more respected
my neck's protected
so dont get started
just disregard it
'cause i'm retarted
with an agrial stubin'
when i see a bootleg
i take my record and dupe it
scoop it
just like a news reporter
i'm causin disorder
'cause i'm sorta'
sick of loosin' money
when i work so hard
so if i catch ya bootleggin'
i'm a pull your card
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Featuring diamond d Uh... Word is bond i'm a numba 1 grab your chest getcha lead outcha asshole x4 I break it off like a kit kat 'cause ya can't get that worth while style underground sound so now your frontin' tryin to fake it complain ya never make it and pretty soon you're runnin' butt naked so your ass starts to rob and steel madd jealous 'cause my shit's got mass appeal and now i'm rhymin with diamond d with some brand new shit for the year of '93 i got a loop on my crate and i'm duckin' the way i'm rhymin on the break till the brothers fuck it you know i got the funky sound you still up un the air 'cause last year i said "jump around" i'm rollin thick so i know you can see me i got mad little white kids wishin' they could be me so don't step up 'cause i'm a come out blastin' you just a quickie punk, i'm everlastin' [chorus] Now let me hear my man... Yo it's diamond d the psycotic narrotic pete's an idiotic smoke the boom thats exotic with my man everlastin' brotha's be askin' me for the fee kid, my name ain't sebastion give'em my mom's demo tapes foam'n 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 ya don't 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 wealin' and dealin' but your shit ain't appealin' so make haste i'll 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 i'm more respected my neck's protected so dont get started just disregard it 'cause i'm retarted with an agrial stubin' when i see a bootleg i take my record and dupe it scoop it just like a news reporter i'm causin disorder 'cause i'm sorta' sick of loosin' money when i work so hard so if i catch ya bootleggin' i'm a pull your card
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