I left the house, left the room with the foxy on my back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an
Ooh-ooh Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away On top of some hill Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so he He got right down and wrote bank will He say now,
, mix it with lactose That's what I do, stretch I make a ounce of dope with like a eighth of dope Befo' I'm through, product stretch I got it mastered
stick girls. [Chorus x2] The man downstairs was dead for 3 weeks His own cat started eating him The house starts to wreak That's when we moved out And our house
Never gay, no way, I don't play with ass But watch me rock with Liberace flash Punk rock, The Clash, boy bands are trash I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master
Flaw, Things That I Saw Really Made Me Wanna Change, This A Shame What 5 Dollars Do To Niggas Veins, After Graduation BestFriends Parted Ways, Fuck House
tha skill. Motha Fuckaz with double, meat is when it's on. My fox cause to this, is a rock gets clock and a grip now ready to rough house. B.G. Knocc
haters No more lies, they can't fade us Why they wanna test, now you rockin' with the best And my whole fam fam is the greatest Moves countin' like a calculator evaluate the master
lick him, another victim of a bust and ditch 'em Why must you suffer this when really love, what's the mission? Because you still live in your daddy and your momma house
Like Bruce Lee jumpin' on your vest But I can't feel yours through my Superman "S" Yes, I'm Superman'd-out Red Cartier look like Superman's house Inshallah
in half, now it's a parenthesis Crazier than crazy, ape shit, retardedly stupid I put that weed in an uhh and pass it Yep thats ally oopin, okay Oh, thats your girl Well I don't give a master
jump, niggaz say How high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin' eye Now let's get busy nigga Chorus Yall niggaz, wanna ride tonight? How many niggaz, in the house
, say, say, what?s ha'nnin, mama? Hey, hey, you a rapper's delight With the thick luxurious thighs I been after yo? *** since I been *** with Grand master
answer Where the darkness lies heavy And the beast has no master And the spirit no name And the angels are hushing And they dance in soft shame This hysterical house
under half of my bed Seems to jingle as the razor comes with color and claw I see it shine I see it stare Holding hearts in my hand Take the master morgue
who's sayin 'em? Ay yo!!!! we are My name's drama that's why it starts with ER (I'm Hot) I'm by far the best stop the racket I'm a master with a mic
[Intro: Redman] Gilla House niggas Check it out ('Cause I like it!) [Verse 1: Redman] Yo! I'm Ghetto Fab, hungry Beastie Boy with (Brass Monkey) Humphey
Intro: Redman (Blam)] Gilla, yeah! Man, fuck that, nigga! (Yeah, yeah, yeah!) Yes, sir! Gilla House! You already know the business, nigga! Gilla House