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House Of Pain All My Love Back From The Dead Choose Your Poison Come and Get Some O Come and Get Some O This Come And Get Some O\' This Commercial 1 Commercial 2 Danny Boy, Danny Boy Earthquake Fed Up Fed Up Remix Feel It Guess Who Guess Who\'s Back Heart Full of Sorrow House Of Pain And The Rising Sun House Of Pain Anthem I Im a Swing It It Aint a Crime It Aint A Crime (UK Remix) It Ain\'t A Crime I\'m A Swing It Jump Around Jump Around Remix Keep It Comin Keep It Comin\' Killa Rhyme Klik Legend Legend (Extended Mix) Legend (Lethal Dose Remix) Life Goes On No Doubt On Point One For The Road Over There Shit Pass the Jinn Punch Drunk Put On Your Shit Kickers Put Your Head Out Runnin Runnin\' Up On Ya Salutations Same As It Ever Was Shamrocks And Shenanigans Shut the Door Still Gotta Lotta Love The Have Nots Top O Top O the Morning to Ya Top O\' The Morning To Ya What Where I Where Im from Where I\'m From While I Who Who\'s The Man Word Is Bond X Files X-Files

Keep It Comin\' lyrics mp3 by House Of Pain Smokin\' up an L Might kill a brain cell But I might as well I\'m on a highway to hell sometimes I feel doomed, Totally consumed By an eerie feelin\' I hear pigs squealin\' Soldiers of fortune Are torchin\' huts The girls on them TVs Are shakin\' their butts I\'m hyperventilatin\' I might be hallucinatin\' Yo I got a chill I\'m feelin\' sort of ill I\'m goin\' mad But aren\'t ya glad ya used Dial I\'m goin out like style [chorus] Uh and ya don\'t quit Yeah, keep it comin\' And ya don\'t stop They say Uh and ya don\'t quit I got complexes Ya can\'t figure out My dad said "He\'s a bum, kick the nigger out" My head\'s fucked up But I lucked up And got a hit record Now I\'m well respected I can go places I never went before I still dress the same So it must be my name I can\'t deal With who\'s real and who\'s not Who treated me the same When my record wasn\'t hot They said I couldn\'t eat too So I put my cake down I think I\'m having a breakdown [chorus] It\'s not paranoia I got something for ya It\'s made of chrome And it\'ll burst you dome No joke my gun\'ll Blow a fuckin\' tunnel Right through your body FREE JOHN GOTTI I\'ll leave with your hotty And I\'ll take her home Lay her down on her back And I\'ll make her moan [chorus] Uh and ya don\'t quit Yeah, keep me cummin\' And ya don\'t stop Soul Assasins and ya don\'t stop FunkDoobie and ya don\'t stop Cypress Hill and ya don\'t stop House of Pain and ya don\'t stop Soul Assasins and ya don\'t stop