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 fight then step up and we'll get it on
You gotta right to the grill, I'm 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 you'll be
On a fist full a nothin', meanwhile I'll be
On a fat blunt, run punk, you don't know the

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

If you get with 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 have a run off, the House of come off

We got the cake that you're tryin' to get a off
The stylee, the Celtic 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 my head daily
You call me a skinhead, I you a pin head
Yo, where you man, just like the tin man
You got no heart, here comes the part

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them
No around
Home boy ya get clown like Krusty, 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 us a hassle 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 kick it, I can make a wicked
Noise a cricket
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

Straight to hell, I and tell
So if you're a ho, all my friends
What you 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 ya doubt it? Now scream and shout it
The House of Pain soon will
Over the hip hop scene and like golden

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

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