Put Your Head Out Lyrics - Fine Malt - House Of Pain

I rip shit like a bow when I flow 

When I score points with the joints that I throw 

'Cause I flow deadly I'm no punk see 

I break backs, make tracks and get funky 

There's now where to run to 'cause nobody cares 

MC's drop to your knees say your prayers 

The luck of the Irish is about to kick in 

Prepare to die and notify your next of kin 

I'm goin' all out, buck, duck and call out 

That's how I'm livin, punk you better call out 

This is the house of pain 

(Pain) 

To come inside is insane 

I'll put your head out 

(I'll put your head out) 

I'll put your head out 

(I'll put your head out) 

Jump up spread out 

I'll put your head out 

I'll put your head out 

Put put your head out 

Jump up spread out 

I'll put your head out 

Hey what up punk, punk? 

(I'll put your head out) 

Who steps the booze 

When the hoods wanna take a cruise 

They're feelin' the effects of the booze 

Ain't no clues to hold with them fools 

Who got smoked even though they scrat crews 

You got bruise but I got the booma' 

Trigger to blast ya askin' the bull 

Take my life shit I'll take you to school 

In the do what's the difference if your think of droppin' jews 

Carbon copy think you're so cool 

Stop dreamin' and hallucinatin' 

You're caught up in a piece of pain 

Clip clip, punk 

Now you're thinkin' oh shit 

Quit while you're ahead 

Before I fill you full of lead 

I'll put your head out 

(Put your head out) 

I'll put your head out 

(Put your head out) 

Jump up spread out 

I'll put your head out 

I'll put your head out 

Put put your head out 

Jump up spread out 

I'll put your head out 

Blessed with the gift, and gifts with the rhyme 

I never say quit when I'm out to get mine 

It's live and let die, sit back and get high 

Smokin' a fat blunt, waitin' for some punk 

To act up like he's got somethin' in him 

Then I grab the mike and start spittin' out venom 

Coughin' up headstones, blowin' out headphones 

Steppin' to me, you'll wind up in the dead zone 

It's nothin' personal, that's how it goes, G 

Step up with beef, and you'll wind up losin' teeth 

'Cause I don't give up the mike that easy 

Step back, this ain't government cheese, G 

You can stand in line 

But you ain't gettin' it 

Talk all the shit you want 

But I ain't sweatin' it 

I'll put your head out 

(I'll put your head out) 

I'll put your head out 

(I'll put your head out) 

Jump up spread out 

I'll put your head out 

I'll put your head out 

Put put your head out 

Jump up spread out 

I'll put your head out