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 that, my style goes way back
I my shit one time, dude, fuck the playback

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

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

Is kickin' up dirt and therefore the jam
Ya know liftin' up skirts, grabbin' on the snatch
Feelin' on the skin, I'm 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, smack your knuckles with a ruler

Just a nun from a catholic school
I'll make you drool, and play the
Snatch you by the ears, smack you up 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 of pain
You know that I never the punk role
'Cause I'm a Irish man with a funk soul

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)

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

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

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

I'll play it, I'll win it, done it, I did it
Some say I'm but right at this minute
I'll freak it, I'll it and like a country bumpkin
From Albuquerque, who's gonna carve the

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

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

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)

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)

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

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

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)

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)
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)