Luyện nghe bài hát House and the Rising Son

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

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

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

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

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

Just like a nun from a catholic
I'll you drool, and play the fool
you by the ears, smack you up like a queer
Take a puff off my blunt, and then sip my

Kick the mean style, leave 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 man with a funk soul

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)

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)

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

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

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, who's gonna carve the

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

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

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)

That's what it is y'all, that's 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 mess
And get your while I'm rhymin' on your dub
Gettin' play at the club, then I to the pub
And crack a brew, the fuck ya gonna do?

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

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)
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, that's it is
(That's it is)

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