Luyện nghe bài hát Top O' The Morning To Ya

She won't
when you want it

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

I ducked and I swing, next your jaw's broken
Punk I ain't jokin', you can bet 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 me laugh
These Irish 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
Then get a beatin' just like an egg
It's so hard to run when got a broken leg
But we can a run off, the House of Pain'll come off

We got the cake that you're 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 head
You call me a skinhead, I call you a pin
Yo, you been man, just like the tin man
You got no heart, comes the good part

I 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them down
No fuckin'
boy ya get clown like Krusty, trust me
You play 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 of Zulu and Islam
Crack the bottle, rev the
Put the in, now you're steerin' like Mario Andretti

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

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

Straight to hell, I kiss and
So if you're a ho, all my friends
What you gotta say, 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 and shout it
The House of Pain soon will
Over the hip hop scene and like green

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

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

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