Luyện nghe bài hát House and the Rising Son

I rock the ill shit, you I kill shit
And then I shit, get off my dills nit
I don't play that, my style goes way back
I kick my one time, dude, fuck the playback

I go off my head, you know I shave my
And you quit, I say you don't quit
I'm the prodigal son, ya get well done
Just a steak, gimme a break

Like Nel
There's tarter on teeth, homeboy ya got beef
Well then ya get broke, my crew's no joke
The of pain

Is kickin' up and therefore inside the jam
Ya know we're liftin' up skirts, grabbin' on the
on the skin, I'm knockin' on your door
let me in

'Cause I'm down with the freak mo
I'm at my sexual peak, young
Ain't cooler than my man Son Doolah
Don't ya fuck around, I'll your knuckles with a ruler

Just like a nun from a school
make you drool, and play the fool
Snatch you by the ears, smack you up like a
Take a off my blunt, and then sip my beer

Kick the mean style, bodies in a pile
Everlast is my name, I'm from the house of
You know that I play the punk role
'Cause I'm a white Irish man with a funk

That's it is y'all, that's what it is
(That's it is)
That's it is y'all, that's what it is
(That's it is)

That's what it is y'all, what it is
(That's it is)
That's what it is y'all, what it is
(That's it is)

Smooth like Beretta, than the Jeda
You're soft a feather, you little bed wetter
Baby, baby, I you caught the rabies
Bitin' on my shit, I to say haybee

Son'll be until tomorrow
'Cause I've got the one, like Ray Charles
Follow, swallow, the pass the bottle
'Cause I get recked like if I my auto

I'll it, I'll win it, I've done it, I did it
Some say I'm kiddin' but at this minute
I'll it, I'll funk it and like a country bumpkin
From Albuquerque, gonna carve the turkey?

Ready, serve, entertain Merv
Griffin, panties, I'm a perv
The dooby funk fellow, like a jello
Some say mellow, complicated like a

The freakin' who's speakin', it every weekend
'Cause I'll be or treatin', I used to drive a Lincoln
Drivin', speedin', hey Rid, I'm
I make more money than that kid Alex

That's what it is y'all, what it is
(That's it is)
That's what it is y'all, that's it is
(That's it is)

That's what it is y'all, that's it is
(That's it is)
That's what it is y'all, what it is
(That's it is)

I rip flesh, yes y'all, run for the mess
And get grub while I'm rhymin' on your dub
Gettin' play at the club, then I to the pub
And crack a brew, what the ya gonna do?

I rip shit, it, cut your gut and spill it
Treat ya a gas tank, take your ass and fill it
And take you for a ride to where I
Put your face in my pillow, and have you like a willow
I tax that butt, wax ass
Floss a nut in your teeth, wait for you to beef

what it is y'all, that's what it is
(That's it is)
That's what it is y'all, what it is
(That's it is)

what it is y'all, that's what it is
(That's it is)
That's it is y'all, that's what it is
(That's it is)

what it is y'all, that's what it is
(That's it is)
what it is y'all, that's what it is
(That's it is)

That's what it is y'all, what it is
(That's it is)
That's what it is y'all, what it is
(That's it is)