House Of Pain Punch Drunk Lyrics

Punch Drunk Lyrics

You know I rock microphones
Like they got back bones
And I'll roll on your
shore like some bisquit dough
Yea you study writin' styles off the next man's
flow
Think your Jackson
But your name ain't Bo
I'm only hittin' chick
fine as Madalin Stowe
Got a closet in my crib where the hydrophonic
grow
Act like you know
Lee toast the chronic
It ain't the
season
The reasons strictly economic
So pour the jinn and tonic
Pump
the Tony Bennet
If wifey ain't watchin' then I'm runnin' up in it
I'll
make ya hot and spicy like some wavos rancheros
Then hit the Knicks game
with my man Don Terros
And if the Knicks are winnin'
Then Spike Lee's
grinnin'
Next I hit the spot with Stretch Armstrong spinnin'
Sippin
wiskeys to my favorite cuts
Watchin' all the earthpieces shake their
butts
Some People think I'm nuts 'cause I act a little funny
But play me
soft I'll beat ya down like ya stole money

[CHORUS]

Throw your
hands in the air and shake your caboose
Politican' with your chickens it's
time to get loose
It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose
doose...

I see a million ....... goin' out on the bottle
The
Heavy-Weight Champion never was a role model
I keep it idle with my B-boy
brovado
From downtown Brooklyn
All the way to Colorado
Ya someone play
the lotto...kid if you feel lucky
I'm not a toy but I'll hunt you down like
Chucky
You must be buggin' 'cause I heard you want to buck me
You must be
trippin' 'cause your women wants to fuck me

[CHORUS]

Throw your
hands in the air and shake your caboose
Politican' with your chickens it's
time to get loose
It's the wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose
doose...

It's four for the cores
It goes on behind closed
doors
When you go for yours
It matters the most
You like to brake a
post
And drink and make a toast
When you don't come up close
Kid, you
be coming up boast (?)
Plus, you playin' coastandoast (?)
But you girls
on my Jimmy
Try to give me bassoast
Before you finish, kid that's Spanish
for pieces
I'm nuttin' up, cuttin' up
The first man who disses
me

[CHORUS]

Throw your hands in the air and shake your
caboose
I'm politican with your chickens It's time to get loose
It's the
wicked Pain inflicter with the MICKEYs doose doose...

Before you play
yourself, kid, put your head in a noose
It's the wicked Pain inflicter...