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X-files Lyrics - Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again - House Of Pain

Truly, I say truly 

Truly, truly 

 

Well, if Jesus is your Lord, then Praise your God 

And if Islam's your thing, Allah-u-Akbar 

And if you represent the 6 pointed star 

Well, then my Hebs back home told me say, "Shalom" 

 

I put grooves in the mix, I make moves like the knicks 

I'll take you straight up the lane, I block you out the frame 

Then I freeze it, believes it, you needs it like heroin 

Before you get your fight on, kid, get your stare on 

 

Here come the Don Dada, makin' ghettos red hotter 

I drop the boom bada like Jake LaMatta 

I could single you out and isolate you like Mato 

I'm undefeated like Rocky Marciano 

Hit you right below the belt, now you singin' Saprano 

Talk what you talk, still you don't know what I know 

 

Something for ass, something for cash 

Some do the knowledge, some do the math 

Some stick to the road, some stray from the path 

Some do the knowledge, some do the math 

 

Some do the knowledge, some do the math 

 

Now East Coast, West Coast, wonderin' what's the beef 

It's goin' down rough like swallowin' teeth 

I say word to Din Lizzy, kid, I get busy 

And I'll knock all of ya'll off this wonder wall 

 

'Cause on a daily basis, I rock like Oasis 

Quick to be your style from a fetus to a child 

I kill 14 billion cells, puffin' L's 

Stompin' devils on all 9 levels of L 

 

Check the transmission, hear the transition 

Observe the technition INFI Nightvision 

You hot-light reels, I lace my drug deals 

As you skim and check feels on chics in high heels 

 

It's all bright and sunny when you're holdin' big money 

My Sonics got youth, first my mud got honey 

I could be the king of grunge if I blow my spunge away 

There's a little black spot on the sun today 

Which I don't care if my souls are dead 

So come on and feel the sting of the true Pain King 

 

Something for ass, something for cash 

Some do the knowledge, some do the math 

Some stick to the road, some stray from the path 

Some do the knowledge, some do the math 

 

Something for ass, something for cash 

Some do the knowledge, some do the math 

Some stick to the road, some stray from the path 

Some do the knowledge, some do the math 

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