Luyện nghe bài hát Top O' The Morning To Ya

She come
Just you want it

Ya see, I'm Irish but I'm not a
You wanna fight step up and we'll get it on
You gotta right to the grill, I'm and I ill
A descendant of Dublin with Titanic

I ducked and I swing, next thing your broken
Punk I jokin', you can bet you'll be chokin'
On a fist full a nothin', meanwhile be puffin'
On a fat blunt, run punk, you don't know the

Tryin' to talk shit, man, don't make me laugh
These Irish are smilin', I'm buckwildin'
The House of Pain is pumpin', start
Freak it, funk it, seat junk it

If you can't get with it, you'll wind up it
you'll get a beatin' just like an egg
It's so hard to run when got a broken leg
But we can have a run off, the House of Pain'll off

We got the that you're tryin' to get a crumb off
The Irish stylee, the Celtic
No one has it, us that's it
If you try to take it, I got a big

I don't have dreads I shave my head daily
You call me a skinhead, I call you a pin
Yo, where you been man, just the tin man
You got no heart, here the good part

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and them down
No fuckin'
Home boy ya get like Krusty, trust me
You shouldn't and by the way

Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(Hey, are you us a hassle man?)

Greetin's,
Peace to the of Zulu and Islam
the bottle, rev the throttle
Put the gear in, now you're steerin' Mario Andretti

So let me kick it, cause I can make a
Noise like a
his legs
My rhymes are like

I'll keep layin' 'em, I'll keep 'em
is the House of Pain, we're far from plain
But we're not fancy, Ron and
So say no but I say go

to hell, I kiss and tell
So if a ho, all my friends know
you gotta say, let's hit the hay
And no delay, and yo by the way

Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(Hey, are you givin' us a man?)

extra, read all about it
How could ya doubt it? Now scream and it
The House of Pain soon reign
the hip hop scene and like golden green

I rip shit and back like a Jedi
I roll the groove and I'm smooth and you can bet I
correct and get respect when I'm flowin'
Collectin' my dough, I got your ho-in'

And how do I know that funk?
I know she's broke yo, the T's hung
Like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid Sony
So never ever try to play me out a phony
I can get real thick like a bull with Mark Toneil

And by the way, top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(What's the man?)
Top o' the to ya
(Hey, are you givin' us a man?)

{He who the law goes back to the House of Pain
He who breaks the law goes back to the House of