(feat. Elton John) Why don't ya come on down, let me tell ya what I got now Baby please come on down, let me tell ya what I got now I got the house rockin
a hundred lives are shoved inside guests arrive to dump their mess obedient host and visiting wife come outa the bedroom straightening clothes in this
Lend me your comb It's time to go home I got to go past My hair is a mess Your mammie will scold Your pappie will shout Unless we come in The way we
Quand tu es pres de moi, Cette chambre n'a plus de parois, Mais des arbres oui, des arbres infinis, Et quand tu es tellement pres de moi, C'est comme
This house is built On a foundation of love This house is built On a foundation of love Our toys are in the attic baby Pictures on the wall We can see
At the top of the stairs, their's hundreds of people, running around to all the doors. They try to find themselves an audience; their deductions need
I lost myself last night, I lost myself in you, Your world is a chamber, I walk into your room, I wish this was my tomb, You're pure, burning slowly,
Se provo a non pettinarmi Vedo le cose tutte in altro modo Se prova a non pettinarmi Vedo le cose tutte in altro modo Quando esco senza pettinarmi
Are you happy where you are? Plan to this impending fate! We'll let the world carry our weight! It's bad brinks with every mile, But we all live in denial
[Run] Back, back, back with the boom, so give a nigga room Came with the fame with my name came a tune The King of Rock, there is none higher God ?? with
Tell 'em that the house is not for sale We're still livin' here, how come nobody can tell They're takin' all the furniture, movin' our things Come on
Now people always come around But they don't always stick around I run a comb across my head I wish my hair would settle down The clock I see is running
[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
[Intro: The Genius/GZA (from "Clan in Da Front")] Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death Now hoods on the right, wild for the night Punks in the back
Enslaved in the Rape Chamber
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