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Lyrics for Beef Jerky by House Of Pain:
| | | Artist: | House Of Pain |
| | Album: | Jerky Boys soundtrack | | Track: | Beef Jerky | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 94 | | | | Lyrics: | YOU JERKY!
Beef Jerky
Lord have mercy
Please have some mercy
Lord have mercy on my soul alleluia
An if you're tryin' to live right then
peace to ya
But I'm a do ya if you try to get mine
So don't step outta line
Cause I'll smoke ya like a pig
You're like Dig
Why don't you believe
You
can't comprehend the ill thoughts I conceive
I stuck even left a mark on a man
And
here is somethin' you just can't understand
Mama I just killed a man
Put the gun
against his head
Pulled the trigger, now he's dead
My rhapsody's bohemian
But ya never see me in
Jail cause I just made bail
I gotta good attourney so the man
can't burn me
Presley to the Jackson, Getz to the Bernie
Last to the Ever, die I say
never
Even though I done a
I never run from a
Punk talkin' junk just to
smack his teeth
Cause I beat a man who said it
If you really want beef
Chorus 1
It's like that ya'll
It's like daddy-ilac
It's like this
ya'll, come on!
(4x)
Chorus 2
With everything so perfect, I really
hate to spoil it
But I think I'm about to loose it, my whole life is in the toilet
(2x)
So feel the rush as the flush starts suckin' you in
You want an earl
with your girl, where the fuck you been?
We're just a couple of friends just drinkin' and
cussin'
There really ain't no need for your fightin' and fussin'
Chorus 2
Chorus 1
I be gettin' demo out on the corner
And if it's my
turn to get wrecked I'm gonna
Cause I'm on a expidition
You could even say I'm going
on a mission
Competition, there ain't none
Open up your eyes, watch me rise like the
sun
I got the gun plus a buck knife
Runnin' up on me is like sayin' fuck life
I got a hot piece of lead just set shit off
But you're runnin' from my steel cause
your butt is soft
And if you don't cough well then you don't get off
I beat a man
who said it from south to north
And east to west, sugar, I'm the best
When it comes
to givin' love, I don't give out no stress
It's strictly Buddha-blessed lovin' in the raw
I be the flyest white boy you ever saw
So turn out the lights and lock the door
Cause I'm bringin' more love than ya bargained for
And if ya want beef I got fillet
mingion
And if you're looking fot the brothers, just play my song
Cause I can keep
it on and on like Noddy
Come to the club alone and leave with your hotty
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