歌手:The Notorious B.I.G.
专辑:《Duets: The Final Chapter》

作词 : Nasir Jones/Notorious B.I.G./Tupac Shakur/Lamont Dozier/Mario Winans/Sean "Puffy" Combs/Randy Walker/Michael Carlos Jones/Mary J.Blige
作曲 : Nasir Jones/Notorious B.I.G./Tupac Shakur/Lamont Dozier/Mario Winans/Sean "Puffy" Combs/Randy Walker/Michael Carlos Jones/Mary J.Blige
Welcome to the house of pain,
Just Blaze ******

Theres no way out,

It seems I can't get free

Somebody tell me what's happening to me

The country bud got me chocking
I'm on a mission to the point m**********rs

Think I'm smoking

Yea that sick ***** Biggie wit the H-shot fifth

Wit the extra clip for that extra s*it

Don't you know that Killing is thrilling
All the blood spilling,
Is all up on the drug dealing
A broad gangsta my daddy was a thug

Had a .38 wit the hallow point slug
So when he lit shots
****** dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor

A little ***** tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes

Paying dudes, while kids was on their one's and two's
Now I'm much older, colder, **** a holster
Got the Mac .11's swinging from my shoulder
It's a damn shame
I got to put my mom through the strain
I'm living in a house of pain

Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me

Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe

And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see

When you're living in the house of pain

When the m**********r dust kicker,
Who can you trust?
Who gave you the heart to see a *****?
Before you bust,
My name is spoken on the tongue so many foes

Bustin m**********rs out the blocks and I ain't even go

Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame
From doing fix to bustin tricks out the ******* frame

Got these ******* on my jock ****** on my block
Jealous ass suckers got it ducking for my ******* glock

And bustin ****** ass is to stay alive
Skinny ass player watching victim m**********rs fry

They ask me how I'm living? how I'm a hustler?

Bucking busters ttil they die
Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?
****** got they AK's heading for the bird

Aiming at free ass ******* let 'em rain
Giving 'em, wetting 'em,
Welcome to the house of pain

Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me

Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe

And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see

When you're living in the house of pain

Wendy Williams say I stayed dust maybe I should
Cause these rappers'll have your phone tap
Like Savion Glover
And on the West the police corrupt,
Some are bloods
But these Teflon I loaded exploding some mugs
I'm like Furious in "Boyz In the Hood"
But at the drive through I'm ain't running I'm dumping
Crazy like a paru and load up,

Know how Nas do
I'm calling Henchmen to save s*it,
To organize a black truth
And we party hard party wit Nas
Since they ain't no more - Mardi Gras

And Bush won't apologize

I got gangsta hoes Kobe Bryant scared to sodomize
And .45's for them suckers y'all idolize
Ya'll yelling my name but y'all soon die in
Trying to portray real but they be ly-in
Cause they want the real ****** to die so they can game
But never that,
This ain't never lasting this is the house of pain
Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me

Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe

And it's getting blurry,

I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see

When you're living in the house of pain