Luyện nghe bài hát House and the Rising Son

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

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 like a steak, a break

Like Nel
There's on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef
Well then ya get broke, because my crew's no
The house of

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

'Cause I'm with the freak mo baby
I'm at my sexual peak, young
Ain't nobody cooler than my man Son
Don't ya around, I'll smack your knuckles with a ruler

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

Kick the style, leave bodies in a pile
is my name, I'm from the house of pain
You that I never play the punk role
'Cause I'm a Irish man with a funk soul

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

like Beretta, quicker than the Jeda
You're soft like a feather, you bed wetter
Baby, baby, I heard you caught the
Bitin' on my shit, I have to say

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

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

Ready, serve, like Merv
Griffin, sniffin' panties, I'm a
The dooby fellow, smooth like a jello
say mellow, complicated like a dello

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

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)

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)

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

I rip shit, kill it, cut your gut and it
Treat ya a gas tank, take your ass and fill it
And you for a ride to where I reside
Put your in my pillow, and have you weepin' like a willow
I tax that butt, wax ass
Floss a nut in your teeth, then 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)

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)

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)

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)