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She won't
Just when you it

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

I ducked and I swing, next thing your broken
I ain't 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 make me laugh
Irish eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin'
The House of is pumpin', start jumpin'
Freak it, funk it, back junk it

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

We got the cake that 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 'cause I shave my daily
You call me a skinhead, I call you a pin
Yo, where you man, just like the tin man
You got no heart, here the good part

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck down
No fuckin'
Home boy ya get clown like Krusty, 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' like Andretti

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

I'll keep layin' 'em, keep sayin' 'em
is the House of Pain, we're far from plain
But not fancy, Ron and Nancy
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 ya doubt it? Now scream and shout it
The House of soon will reign
the hip hop scene and like golden green

I rip shit and back like a Jedi
I with the groove and I'm smooth and you can bet I
Come and get respect when I'm flowin'
Collectin' my dough, I got your girlfriend

And how do I know that she's
I know broke cause yo, the T's hung
Like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid Sony
So ever 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 givin' us a man?)

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