Luyện nghe bài hát Top O' The Morning To Ya

She come
Just when you it

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

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

Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make me
Irish eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin'
The House of Pain is pumpin', jumpin'
Freak it, it, back seat junk it

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

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

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

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck down
No fuckin'
boy ya get clown 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 givin' us a man?)

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

So let me kick it, I can make a wicked
Noise a cricket
Rubbin' his
My rhymes are like

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

Straight to hell, I and tell
So if you're a ho, all my 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 extra, read all it
How could ya doubt it? Now scream and it
The House of Pain soon will
Over the hip hop and like golden green

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

And how do I know she's funk?
I know she's broke yo, the T's hung
Like a Shetland pony, paid like Sony
So never try to play me out like a phony
'Cause I can get real thick like a bull with 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 us a hassle man?)

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