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Keep It Comin

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 -ac

House Of Pain

Keep It Comin / House Of Pain

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