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 play that, my style way back
I kick my shit one time, dude, fuck the
I go off my head, you know I my shit
And ya don't quit, I say you quit

'Cause I'm the son, ya get well done
Just like a steak, gimme a like Nel Carter
There's tarter on teeth, homeboy ya got beef
then ya get broke, because my crew's no joke
The House Of Pain is kickin' up dirt and if we're 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 down with the mo baby
I'm at my sexual peak, lady

Ain't nobody cooler than my man Son
Don't ya around, I'll smack your knuckles with a ruler
Just a nun from a catholic school
make ya drool, and play the fool
Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya up like a
a puff off my blunt 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
'Cause I'm a Irish man with a funk soul

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

like Beretta, quicker than the Jedi
You're soft like a feather, you bed wetter
Baby, baby, I heard you the rabies
Bitin' on my shit, I to say hay bee
Son will be rockin' tomorrow
I've got the right one, like Ray Charles
Follow, swallow, the pass the bottle
'Cause I get recked like if I crashed my

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

The Dooby funk fellow, smooth a jello
Some say mellow, like a dello
The freakin' speakin' freaks it every weekend
I'll be trick or treatin' I used to drive a Lincoln
Drivin', speedin', hey Rid, I'm
I make more money than kid Alex Keaton

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
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 while I'm rhymin' on 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 like a gas tank, take your ass and it
And take ya for a to where I reside
Put face in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a willow
I tax that but, wax ass
Floss a nut in your teeth, then wait for you to

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

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