Letras:
House Of Pain Who S The Man

who's the man? Who's the man with the master plan? Who's the man? Who's the man? Who's the man with the master plan? Who's the man? Who's the man?

understand My gun's in my hand, tell me who's the man? Chorus (x4) Who's the man with the master plan? Who's the man? Who's the man? I used to

't understand My gun's in my hand, tell me who's the man? Chorus (x4) Who's the man with the master plan? Who's the man? Who's the man? I used to sell

best of dem teddy pain rain down on the rest of dem misses troopa man heavy holly get em man, about a man, rubber band, droppin money bombs like a taliban

clapping all night in this bitch Lights off, man it's on Creep saw me, she smiling He muggin', who cares ?Cause my goons are right here It?s nothin

brain Started foolin' with ya money, your house Your Benz, your friends, your work Let's see how you like it and take a little taste Taste of your own dirt Taste this And let's

come to the dance tonight, everything's gonna be alright, O everything's gonna be alright, The gun man's in the house tonight, But everything's gonna

, very much, When suddenly there's a knock on the door Well, now, who could that be? I say, "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO

Ooh How we do it It's all about the music It's all about the music Everyday, day It seems it's getting shorter As the world turns round and round These