Runnin' Up On Ya Lyrics

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 pa*s 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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House of Pain - Same as It Ever Was

Jun 1994

1. Back From The Dead
2. I'm A Swing It
3. All That
4. On Point
5. Runnin' Up On Ya
6. Over There Shit
7. Word Is Bond
8. Keep It Comin'
9. Interlude
10. Same As It Ever Was
11. It Ain't A Crime
12. Where I'm From
13. Still Got A Lotta Love
14. Who's The Man
15. On Point (Lethal Dose Remix)