Everywhere there's a memory mem'ries made this house The chairs and the table standing in the corner it seems were always filled With good food and happy
[Shyne] Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh Uh-huh, like that Geah, uhh Ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne Nothin but cum
I'm in the house, I'm in the house, I'm in the house I'm in the house, I'm in the house, I'm in the house I'm in the house, I'm in the house, I'm in the
The House Is Falling Down () Men had need of shelter from the evil, from the night The devil ? wind was blowin? and from heaven came a light The Son
Danger, danger, danger danger The graveyard chamber Danger, danger, danger, danger, danger, danger The graveyard chamber Danger, danger, danger, danger
Chorus Come into this house, magnify the Lord Lift up holy hands, our hearts in one accord For He's worthy, worthy of all our praise Stop dissin' just
These rooms play tricks upon you Remember when they were always filled with laughter But now they're quite deserted They seem to just echo voices raised
Red light, black lace It's gonna blow up right in your face You take the heat, you pay the price Keep on fingering the merchandise Squeeze slow, steady
Whose sticky hands are these And what is this empty place? I could be happily lost but for your face Here stands an empty house That used to be full of
Devil: [ Quien se atreve, pelear conmigo. Entrado a este lugar, para combatir, con esta iglesia. Muahaha. No me pueden vencer. Dime, Quien se atreve,
My faith and my love But howl, howl, howl, the pain My faith and my blood Oh why, why, wild insane My faith and my people We'll howl, howl, howl, the
Everyone loves the pretty girls Because they make it easier They know how to dress themselves And play dumb when someone is looking And I love the pretty
{*evil laughter*} [la the darkman] Yeah, ins, yo It's la the darkman Hit 'em with the death blow Yo, I'm known to spit poems, throw dices and hold tones
Whose sticky hands are there And what is this empty place I could be happily lost but for your face Here stands an empty house That used to be full of
I know that you're wondering who I dream about And if I've met someone who thrills me so Yes I finally met a girl who turns me inside out I'll tell you
Lend me your comb It's time to go home I gotta go fast My hair is a mess Your mommy will scold Your pappy will shout Unless we come in The way we went
It could be worse, I could be alone I could be locked in here on my own Like a stone that certainly drops And it never stops I could be lost or I could
[Intro: Method Man] 16th Chamber, temple number five [Method Man] Somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers