Luyện nghe bài hát House And The Rising Sun

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

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

Ain't nobody than my man Son Doobie
Don't ya fuck around, smack your knuckles with a ruler
Just like a nun a catholic school
I'll make ya drool, and play the
Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya up like a
Take a puff off my blunt and then sip my
Kick the mean style, leave in a pile
is my name, I'm from the House Of Pain
You know that I never play the punk
'Cause I'm a white Irish man with a soul

what 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

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

Smooth like Beretta, than the Jedi
You're like a feather, you little bed wetter
Baby, baby, I heard you the rabies
on my shit, I have to say hay bee
Son be rockin' until tomorrow
I've got the right one, like Ray Charles
Follow, swallow, the funky pass the
'Cause I get recked like if I my auto

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

The Dooby funk fellow, smooth a jello
Some say mellow, complicated like a
The freakin' who's 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 that kid Alex Keaton

what 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

That's 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

I rip flesh, yes y'all, run for the hall
And get your grub while I'm rhymin' on 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 ass and fill it
And take ya for a ride to I reside
Put your in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a willow
I tax that but, wax ass
a nut in your teeth, then wait for you to beef

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

That's what it is
That's 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
That's what it is
That's what it is, what it is

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