Luyện nghe bài hát House And The Rising Sun

I the ill shit, ya know I kill shit
And then I shit, get off my dills nit
'Cause I don't that, my style goes way back
I kick my one time, dude, fuck the playback
I go off my head, you I shave my shit
And ya don't quit, I say you quit

I'm the prodigal son, ya get well done
Just like a steak, gimme a break Nel Carter
There's tarter on your teeth, ya got beef
Well then ya get broke, because my crew's no
The House Of is kickin' up dirt and if we're inside the jam
Ya know liftin' up skirts, grabbin' on the snatch
Feelin' on the skin, I'm knockin' on your door let me in
'Cause I'm with the freak mo baby
I'm at my sexual peak, lady

Ain't cooler than my man Son Doobie
Don't ya fuck around, I'll your knuckles with a ruler
Just like a nun from a school
make ya drool, and play the fool
Snatch ya by the ears, ya up like a queer
Take a puff off my and then sip my beer
the mean style, leave bodies in a pile
Everlast is my name, I'm the House Of Pain
You that I never play the punk role
'Cause I'm a white Irish man with a funk

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

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

Smooth like Beretta, than the Jedi
You're soft like a feather, you little bed
Baby, baby, I heard you caught the
on my shit, I have to say hay bee
Son will be until tomorrow
'Cause I've got the one, like Ray Charles
Follow, swallow, the funky the bottle
'Cause I get recked like if I crashed my

play it, I'll win it, I've done it, I did it
Some say I'm kiddin' but right at minute
I'll freak it, funk it and like a country bumpkin
Albuquerque who's gonna carve the turkey
Ready, serve, entertain like
Griffin, panties, I'm a prev

The funk fellow, smooth like a jello
say mellow, complicated like a dello
The who's speakin' freaks it every weekend
'Cause I'll be trick or treatin' I used to drive a
Drivin', speedin', hey Rid, I'm
I make more money than that kid Keaton

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

That's it is y'all
what it is, that's what it is
That's what it is
That's what it is, what 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 crack a brew, the fuck 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 ya for a ride to where I
Put your in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a willow
I tax but, wax that ass
Floss a nut in your teeth, wait for you to beef

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

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

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

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