Lyrics:
House Of Pain I M A Swing It

Ya, dis me and I'm a dis ya back I'm a swing it, I'm a swing it I'm a swing it, I'm a swing it

poeple thought I'd die Thats just a rumour, though Others thought I'd follow up But now I'm numero- Uno, Dos, not Quatro Word to Kool Keith I'm a break

I 'm lookin' 40 With three bricks in a 740 Bitch I ain't got time to party I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggaz Over a hot Benigan's dinner Thinkin

have a n-gga try to strain it out the drainage [Hook] See my face on the news and it aint Tivo I still wanna sell kilo?s It?s like I?m throwing rocks

he come out and slam a jam? I'm his number one fan, yes I am All these kids realize that I'm the man Six foot three and maybe a quarter of an inch bigger

shit 'Cause I stick figures, they think they fat and can't rap wind blast I make 'em Slim Fast, lookin' like stick figures I'm all that, I bag chips

a - like a Bia Bia Why you fussin' like a - like a Bia Bia Why you lookin' like a - like a Bia Bia Why you frontin' like a - like a REPEAT ::Verse 1

all night lovin' I'll freak the styles you like but don't get from your husband And when I call just tell em' I'm your cousin I got a dozen cousins

wanna get the shit beat outta you, chill Cuz if you doubt me you will, yea got me a pill, found me a thrill I got a couple of drinks here and I'm bound