Word Is Bond - House Of Pain

Word is Bond

I’m a numba 1

Grab your chest

Getcha lead outcha asshole X4

I break it off like a kit-kat

'Cause ya can’t get that

Worth while style

Underground sound

So now your frontin'

Tryin to fake it Complain ya never make it And pretty soon you’re runnin’butt-naked

So your ass starts to rob and steel

Madd jealous 'cause my shit’s got mass appeal

And now I’m rhymin with Diamond D With some brand new shit for the year of '93

I got a loop on my crate

And I’m duckin'

The way I’m rhymin on the break

Till the brothers fuck it You know I got the funky sound

You still up un the air

'Cause last year I said Jump Around

I’m rollin thick

So I know you can see me I got mad little white kids

Wishin’they could be me So don’t step up 'cause I’m a come out blastin'

You just a quickie

Punk, I’m Everlastin'

Now let me hear my man…

Yo It’s Diamond D The psycotic

Narrotic

Pete’s an idiotic

Smoke the boom thats exotic

With my man Everlastin'

Brotha’s be askin’me

For the Fee

Kid, my name ain’t Sebastion

Give’em my mom’s demo tapes

Foam’n at the mouth

Dreamin’of makin’papes

I know your thirsty

Lord have mercy

I got ten acts

And ya want to be the first, G Come on, dad

Let me breathe ya Don’t be the lint ball on my sleeve

Wanna be down and diggin’wit’the crates

Have dough in the pocket

And sleep way past 8

I know the feelin'

Ya wanna be the one wealin’and dealin'

But your shit ain’t appealin'

So make haste

I’ll stick it to a like paste

Dont sleep

I got the 9 on my waist

I lick shots for the Soul Assasins

I lick shots fot the Diamond D I lick shots for the Everlastin'

And I lick shots for the D-i-t-c

Yo I’m more respected

My neck’s protected

So dont get started

Just disregard it

'Cause I’m retarted

With an agrial stubin'

When I see a bootleg

I take my record and dupe it Scoop it Just like a news reporter

I’m causin disorder

'Cause I’m sorta'

Sick of loosin’money

When I work so hard

So if I catch ya bootleggin'

I’m a pull your card