[Intro: Scarface]
Ugh, born in hell, is back
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
The motherf**in' dust kicker, who can you trust?
Do have you the heart to see a n***a?
Before you bust, my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes
Bustin' motherf**ers out the box, I ain't even gone
Now how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame
From doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the f**in' frame
Got these b**hes on my jock, n***as on my block
Jealous Ass s**ers got it duckin' for my smokin' Glock
And bustin' n***as a**es to stay alive
Skinny-Ass-Player watchin' bigger motherf**ers fry
They ask me how I'm livin? Haaah I'm a hustler
Buckin' busters til they die
Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?
n***as got they AK's headin' for the burbs
Aimin' at them skin head b**hes let it rain
Givin' them a big welcome to the house of pain
[Hook: X2]
House of pain, house of pain, house of pain
Welcome to the house of pain
[Verse 2: Stretch]
Yo, i'm hunting down this n***a and he knows so he's stressin'
He better count his blessings, and get ready for this lesson
Cause Stretch about to teach him, when I reach him with the Mack
And lay that a** down on this mothaf**in' back Jack
Slack is somethin' that a n***a don't take
His moms run the church, so I'mma see her at his f**in' wake
Make way, that n***a play me the other day
I'm walking with my son, and the n***a had somethin' to say
Aiy, the n***a tried to diss boy, he got it twisted
He should've watch Americans Most, I'm listed
For k**in' mothaf**ers like him
So I'mma bring him to the House of Pain and k** him with a grin
Flim, flam, goddamn, I'm not the one
Before I'mma choke him and smoke him
I'mma smack him with my f**in' gun
Son you've made your last mistake and I don't know ya name
But welcome to the House of pain
[Hook: X2]
House of pain, house of pain, house of pain
Welcome to the house of pain
(*Coughing*)
[Verse 3: Notorious B.I.G.]
The country bud got me chokin'
I'm on a mission to the point that motherf**ers think I'm smokin'
Yeah that sick n***a Biggie wit the 8 shot flip
Wit the extra clip for that extra sh**
Don't you know that k**ing is thrilling
All the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing
A born gangster my daddy was a thug
Had a .38 with the hollow point slug
So when he licked shots
n***as dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor
A little n***a tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes
Payin' dues, while kids was on their one's and two's for me
Now I'm much older, colder, f** a holster
Got the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder
It's a damn shame I got to put my momma through the strain
I'm livin' in a house of pain
[Hook - repeat to fade]
House of pain, house of pain, house of pain
Welcome to the house of pain