Released: June 28, 1994
Songwriter: L. Muggerud E. Schrody
Producer: DJ Muggs
Runnin' up on ya
The House of Pain...runnin' up on ya
The House of Pain...The House of Pain
Give me some elbow room
Spark the boom
And pass it
I'll drop ya like acid
Ya might get blasted
If ya step to the crew with the Irish Pride
Ya wish ya died
'Cause I don't let shit slide
Sinn Féin
It's the House of Pain
Our day will come
Boom shalock lock
My shit's cocked
Ya better run
Get a gun
Get a bomb
It's on like Vietnam
Then run and get ya mom
And ask why Danny's buggin'
Chuggin' Black & Tan's
Smacking Fan
I'm breakin' up the set
I'm gettin' bitches wet
Gettin' all the dough
I'm leavin' with ya ho
And if the ho's your wife
Yo, ya might lose your life
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'll rip out ya veins
With hooks and chains
Just like Pinhead
I used to rock a skinhead
Now I got a fade
'Cause I'm paid
And the bald is played
Everybody's done it
So Ev can never run it
I started that shit two years ago
Your girl started lookin' good five beers ago
So I might step to her
But I just wanna screw her
I don't want to take her
I just wanna make her
Scream out my name
Cause the Pain's in the House
Bust a nut in her gut
And leave a stain in her blouse
Then pull up my drawers
And she's all yours again
And if ya got a beef punk
Better bring a friend
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya when
Yo, I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm comin' 'round the corner
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm runnin' up on ya
Punk you're a goner
Put the gun away
Run away
Better chill
Better yet still
Let me get ill
I can drop a bomb
Full of semen in ya mom
And keep her screamin' till dawn
Cause the E can rock on like a
One, two, and ya don't stop
Ya might get dropped
'Cause I don't care
And I swear
I don't have a gun
I ain't gonna warn ya when
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna warn ya
Runnin' up on ya
The House of Pain...runnin' up on ya
The House of Pain...The House of Pain
Give me some elbow room
Spark the boom
And pass it
I'll drop ya like acid
Ya might get blasted
If ya step to the crew with the Irish Pride
Ya wish ya died
'Cause I don't let shit slide
Sinn Féin
It's the House of Pain
Our day will come
Boom shalock lock
My shit's cocked
Ya better run
Get a gun
Get a bomb
It's on like Vietnam
Then run and get ya mom
And ask why Danny's buggin'
Chuggin' Black & Tan's
Smacking Fan
I'm breakin' up the set
I'm gettin' bitches wet
Gettin' all the dough
I'm leavin' with ya ho
And if the ho's your wife
Yo, ya might lose your life
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'll rip out ya veins
With hooks and chains
Just like Pinhead
I used to rock a skinhead
Now I got a fade
'Cause I'm paid
And the bald is played
Everybody's done it
So Ev can never run it
I started that shit two years ago
Your girl started lookin' good five beers ago
So I might step to her
But I just wanna screw her
I don't want to take her
I just wanna make her
Scream out my name
Cause the Pain's in the House
Bust a nut in her gut
And leave a stain in her blouse
Then pull up my drawers
And she's all yours again
And if ya got a beef punk
Better bring a friend
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya when
Yo, I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm comin' 'round the corner
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm runnin' up on ya
Punk you're a goner
Put the gun away
Run away
Better chill
Better yet still
Let me get ill
I can drop a bomb
Full of semen in ya mom
And keep her screamin' till dawn
Cause the E can rock on like a
One, two, and ya don't stop
Ya might get dropped
'Cause I don't care
And I swear
I don't have a gun
I ain't gonna warn ya when
'Cause I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya when
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna' warn ya
I'm runnin' up on ya
I ain't gonna warn ya
Runnin' up on ya
- Same As It Ever Was (1994)
- Jump Around
- I’m A Swing It
- Top O’ the Morning to Ya
- Shamrocks and Shenanigans
- Back from the Dead
- On Point
- Irish Pride
- Heart Full of Sorrow (feat. Sadat X)
- Put On Your S**t Kickers
- Put on Your Shit Kickers (Kick Some)
- Shamrocks and Shenanigans (Butch Vig Remix)
- House of Pain Anthem (original mix)
- Jump Around (master mix)
- (duplicate page)
- Jump Around (Jason Nevin’s 2000 Club edit)
- Legend (Extended Mix)
- Commercial 2
- Jump Around (original version)
- All My Love
- House of Pain Anthem
- Feel It
- One For the Road
- Guess Who’s Back
- House and the Rising Son