Lyrics:
on (Fire!) My crew's on (Fire!)
[Streetlife]
M-E-T, H-O-D..
[Method Man]
Man, I'm in the house like foreclosures
Talk sober, until some dog gets
on the map mayn
Man the game plan's arran-gin
A house on the hills of the main-land, get on board
Step inside, arrest my eyes, I don't sleep
Confess
the sun or the house
martin or the plumber may seek warmer climes in winter yet these
are not strangers to our land.
GUARD #1: Are you suggesting coconuts
I'm humble, I'm chill
I'm coming to Brazil
I got money in the bank
I'm a really big deal
Live a rockstar life in my house on the hills
I'm
House on a hill and raise up a couple babies
She's livin' proof that some stupid boy's the only reason a girl goes crazy
He walks in with someone new
a massacre
Left wing driver side
I love the passenger
Drills the holes
Under the hills that slope
You had the will to cope
I had to wield the rope
I fuckin
chose I
I ain't gonna lie
What I look like turnin' down chocha
Drove by, smokin' lye
Recognize a pimp, open your eyes
Hop in the passenger side
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
yellow gold, gold, gold on me (shine)
Yeah, mob ties, frog eyes (yeah)
What a time to be alive (yeah)
No neighbors (no)
House on the hill with
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"
[Chorus]
"If I went to the house
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
Uhh uhh uhh
Uhh uhh
Uhh uhh uhh
I want the big house
On the Hills
Rocking all designer
Couple models popping pills
Driving fast cars
Wanna know just
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"
(Chorus)
"If I went to the house
I used to ride around town with the windows down
40 minute commute from work to my house
And the house was a room in Toluca Hills
And the work was
the hoes
Splitting bread with all the bros
I like them foreign cars the same I like my dough nigga that's auto-mo-bills
I want a fucking Rolls, a house
Is this a hill
I got holes to patch my own home
A house falling down around my head
No need to add you to my list of regrets
I'll walk away this
and a Porsche by the lakeshore
All paid for it's what I'm made for
Riding on my skateboard
Tryna make more
Like a bank job tryna take score
Need a house
kids by twenty-nine
And a big house by the hill side
Love me
Trust me
We hold hands til midnight
I don’t really care about her love life
Her high dress
THE HOUSE OF THE FALLEN SOULS
HERE WE LIVED AND HERE WE REST
OR AT LEAST WHAT'S LEFT
OF THE BODIES WE ONCE HAD
THE HILL IS NOW OUR BED
FATHERS,
green glow in the dark house up on the hill
i sed yes i see the green glow in the dark house up on the hill
there a big dark forest in between me
head
Scatter remains and paint your whole house red
Yeah, there's a bad man coming, a bad man coming down the hill
Yeah, there's a bad man coming, he's
the body count? (Huh?)
Why would you pull up on me unannounced? (Huh?)
I'm hold loose at the haunted house
It's all kinda zombies runnin' in and out
Who
on (Fire!)
[Streetlife]
M-E-T, H-O-D..
[Method Man]
Man, I'm in the house like foreclosures
Talk sober, until some dog gets forced over
New York soldiers, be
the weed spot, pounds of purp, bowl of cereal
Cartoons is on, my favorite shit is The Smurfs
Now I don't slip when I'm down in the dirt,
cause by this
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