Luyện nghe bài hát House And The Rising Sun

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

'Cause I'm the prodigal son, ya get done
Just like a steak, a break like Nel Carter
tarter on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef
Well then ya get broke, my crew's 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
on the skin, I'm knockin' on your door honey let me in
'Cause I'm down with the freak mo
I'm at my peak, young lady

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

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
what it is, that's what it is

Smooth Beretta, quicker 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 will be rockin' tomorrow
'Cause I've got the right one, like Ray
Follow, swallow, the funky pass the
'Cause I get recked if I crashed my auto

play it, I'll win it, I've done it, I did it
Some say I'm 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 like
Griffin, panties, I'm a prev

The funk fellow, smooth like a jello
Some say mellow, complicated a dello
The freakin' who's freaks it every weekend
'Cause I'll be trick or treatin' I used to 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, what it is
That's what it is
That's it is, that's what it is

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

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

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

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

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

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