Pass the Jinn Lyrics
| Song | Pass the Jinn |
| Artist | House of Pain |
| Album | Truth Crushed to Earth Shall Rise Again |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dimant, Schrody | |
| Cockni O'Dire | |
| Watch out, bust the style | |
| I be kickin' | |
| I play the gig role and bite your head off like a chicken | |
| I'm the lord of the rings like | |
| Bilbo Baggins | |
| Return of my dragon, pants be saggin' | |
| Science be droppin', thoughts be buildin' | |
| My instinct's primal, tappin' your spinal | |
| I'll smack | |
| Mike and Janet for the whole freakin' planet | |
| Don't take me for granted, 'cause my eyes be slanted | |
| From the phat back of blade, | |
| I must consume' | |
| Cause my soul's on the verge of impending doom | |
| So make room, for the crew with kegs of brew | |
| Doin' what we do, so what's the matter with you | |
| Divine Styler | |
| Cockni O'Dire | |
| I bow my head to the east five times a day | |
| I put my face in the dirt every time | |
| I prayTo disrupt the jinn in me, 'cause the sin in me's | |
| Tryin' to take over and make my soul crossover | |
| I'm steady rollin' with my head [unverified] up' | |
| Cause my system pumps loud, everybody's on my nuts | |
| And everybody wants to know who lives the phattest | |
| The black 850 representin' my status | |
| Plus, I got the baddest, house on the hill | |
| My bank account's full, but my soul's empty still | |
| Divine Styler | |
| Cockni O'Dire | |
| I said take me from your | |
| House of Pain | |
| See my style's maintained, 'cause my membrane's sane | |
| So put down your juice, pass your jinn | |
| Push up on a skin, | |
| I begin to win | |
| There ain't, no need to worry about where | |
| I've beenIf | |
| I pass my jinn | |
| I begin to win | |
| I say, put down your juice, pass the jinn | |
| Push up on a skin | |
| I begin to win | |
| There ain't, no need to worry 'bout where | |
| I've beenIf | |
| I pass my jinn | |
| I begin to win | |
| Divine Styler |
| zuo ci : Dimant, Schrody | |
| Cockni O' Dire | |
| Watch out, bust the style | |
| I be kickin' | |
| I play the gig role and bite your head off like a chicken | |
| I' m the lord of the rings like | |
| Bilbo Baggins | |
| Return of my dragon, pants be saggin' | |
| Science be droppin', thoughts be buildin' | |
| My instinct' s primal, tappin' your spinal | |
| I' ll smack | |
| Mike and Janet for the whole freakin' planet | |
| Don' t take me for granted, ' cause my eyes be slanted | |
| From the phat back of blade, | |
| I must consume' | |
| Cause my soul' s on the verge of impending doom | |
| So make room, for the crew with kegs of brew | |
| Doin' what we do, so what' s the matter with you | |
| Divine Styler | |
| Cockni O' Dire | |
| I bow my head to the east five times a day | |
| I put my face in the dirt every time | |
| I prayTo disrupt the jinn in me, ' cause the sin in me' s | |
| Tryin' to take over and make my soul crossover | |
| I' m steady rollin' with my head unverified up' | |
| Cause my system pumps loud, everybody' s on my nuts | |
| And everybody wants to know who lives the phattest | |
| The black 850 representin' my status | |
| Plus, I got the baddest, house on the hill | |
| My bank account' s full, but my soul' s empty still | |
| Divine Styler | |
| Cockni O' Dire | |
| I said take me from your | |
| House of Pain | |
| See my style' s maintained, ' cause my membrane' s sane | |
| So put down your juice, pass your jinn | |
| Push up on a skin, | |
| I begin to win | |
| There ain' t, no need to worry about where | |
| I' ve beenIf | |
| I pass my jinn | |
| I begin to win | |
| I say, put down your juice, pass the jinn | |
| Push up on a skin | |
| I begin to win | |
| There ain' t, no need to worry ' bout where | |
| I' ve beenIf | |
| I pass my jinn | |
| I begin to win | |
| Divine Styler |
| zuò cí : Dimant, Schrody | |
| Cockni O' Dire | |
| Watch out, bust the style | |
| I be kickin' | |
| I play the gig role and bite your head off like a chicken | |
| I' m the lord of the rings like | |
| Bilbo Baggins | |
| Return of my dragon, pants be saggin' | |
| Science be droppin', thoughts be buildin' | |
| My instinct' s primal, tappin' your spinal | |
| I' ll smack | |
| Mike and Janet for the whole freakin' planet | |
| Don' t take me for granted, ' cause my eyes be slanted | |
| From the phat back of blade, | |
| I must consume' | |
| Cause my soul' s on the verge of impending doom | |
| So make room, for the crew with kegs of brew | |
| Doin' what we do, so what' s the matter with you | |
| Divine Styler | |
| Cockni O' Dire | |
| I bow my head to the east five times a day | |
| I put my face in the dirt every time | |
| I prayTo disrupt the jinn in me, ' cause the sin in me' s | |
| Tryin' to take over and make my soul crossover | |
| I' m steady rollin' with my head unverified up' | |
| Cause my system pumps loud, everybody' s on my nuts | |
| And everybody wants to know who lives the phattest | |
| The black 850 representin' my status | |
| Plus, I got the baddest, house on the hill | |
| My bank account' s full, but my soul' s empty still | |
| Divine Styler | |
| Cockni O' Dire | |
| I said take me from your | |
| House of Pain | |
| See my style' s maintained, ' cause my membrane' s sane | |
| So put down your juice, pass your jinn | |
| Push up on a skin, | |
| I begin to win | |
| There ain' t, no need to worry about where | |
| I' ve beenIf | |
| I pass my jinn | |
| I begin to win | |
| I say, put down your juice, pass the jinn | |
| Push up on a skin | |
| I begin to win | |
| There ain' t, no need to worry ' bout where | |
| I' ve beenIf | |
| I pass my jinn | |
| I begin to win | |
| Divine Styler |
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