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Runnin Up On Ya Lyrics - Same As It Ever Was - House Of Pain

Runnin' up on ya 

Runnin' up on ya 

Runnin' up on ya 

 

The House Of Pain 

Runnin' up on ya 

The House Of Pain 

Runnin' up on ya 

 

Give me some elbow room, spark the boom then pass it 

I'll drop ya like acid ya might get blasted 

If ya step to the crew with the Irish pride 

Ya wish ya died 'cause I don't let shit slide 

 

Sinn Fein is the House Of Pain our day will come 

Boom she lach lach my shit's cocked ya better run 

Get a gun, get a bomb, it's on like Vietnam 

Then run and get ya momma and ask why Daddy's buggin' 

 

Chuggin' Black and Tan's smacking fans 

I'm breakin' up the set, I'm gettin' bitches wet 

Gettin' all the dough, I'm leavin' with ya ho 

And if the ho's ya wife yo, ya might lose your life 

 

'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya when 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya when 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya 

 

I'll rip out ya veins with hooks and chains 

Just like Pinhead I used to rock a skinhead 

Now I got a fade 'cause I'm paid and the bomb is played 

Everybody's done it so Ev' can never run it 

 

I started that shit two years ago 

Your girl started lookin' good five beers ago 

So I might step to her but I just wanna screw her 

I don't want to take her, I just wanna make her 

 

Scream out my name 'cause the Pain's in the house 

Bust a nut in her gut and leave a stain in her blouse 

Then pull up my drawers and she's all yours again 

And if ya got a beef punk better bring a friend 

 

'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya when 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya 

'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya when 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya 

 

I'm comin' 'round the corner, I ain't gonna warn ya 

I'm runnin' up on ya, punk you're a goner 

Put the gun away, run away, better chill 

Better yet still let me get ill 

 

I can drop a bomb full of semen in ya mom 

And keep her screamin' till dawn 'cause the E can rock 

On like a one, two and ya don't stop ya might get dropped 

'Cause I don't care and I swear I don't have a gun 

 

I ain't gonna warn you 

'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya when 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya 

I'm runnin' up on ya, I ain't gonna warn ya 

 

Runnin' up on ya 

Runnin' up on ya 

Runnin' up on ya 

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