Luyện nghe bài hát Top O' The Morning To Ya

She won't
when 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 to the grill, I'm white and I ill
A descendant of Dublin with Titanic

I ducked and I swing, next thing your jaw's
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 shit, man, please don't make me laugh
These Irish eyes are smilin', I'm
The House of Pain is pumpin', start
it, funk it, back seat junk it

If you can't get it, you'll wind up sweatin' it
Then you'll get a just like an egg
so hard to run when you've 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 Celtic
No one has it, just us it
If you try to it, I got a big shileighly

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

I pick 'em, 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them down
No fuckin'
Home boy ya get clown 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,
to the nations of Zulu and Islam
Crack the bottle, rev the
Put the gear in, now you're steerin' Mario Andretti

So let me kick it, cause I can make a
Noise a cricket
Rubbin' his
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 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 us a hassle man?)

Extra extra, read all it
How could ya doubt it? Now and shout it
The House of Pain soon will
Over the hip hop scene and golden green

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

And how do I know she's funk?
I know broke cause yo, the T's hung
Like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid like
So never ever try to play me out a phony
'Cause I can get real thick 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 breaks the law back to the House of Pain
He who breaks the law goes back to the of Pain}