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 my shit one time, dude, fuck the playback
I go off my head, you I shave 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, gimme a break like Nel
tarter on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef
Well then ya get broke, because my crew's no
The House Of Pain is kickin' up dirt and if we're the jam
Ya we're liftin' up skirts, grabbin' on the snatch
Feelin' on the skin, I'm knockin' on your honey let me in
I'm down with the freak mo baby
I'm at my peak, young lady

Ain't nobody cooler my man Son Doobie
Don't ya fuck around, I'll smack your with a ruler
like a nun from 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 bodies in a
Everlast is my name, I'm the House Of Pain
You know that I play the punk role
'Cause I'm a Irish man with a funk 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, 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, that's what it is

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

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, funk it and like a country bumpkin
From Albuquerque who's gonna carve the
Ready, serve, entertain Merv
Griffin, sniffin' panties, I'm a

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

what it is y'all
That's it is, that's 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, that's what 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
Gettin' 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 like a gas tank, take your ass and it
And take ya for a to where I reside
Put your in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a willow
I tax that but, wax ass
Floss a nut in your teeth, wait for you to beef

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