Luyện nghe bài hát Top O' The Morning To Ya

She won't
Just when you it

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

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

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

If you can't get with it, you'll up sweatin' it
you'll get a beatin' just like an egg
It's so 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 tryin' to get a crumb off
The Irish stylee, the Celtic
No one has it, just us it
If you try to take it, I got a big

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

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and them down
No fuckin'
Home boy ya get 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 Zulu and
the bottle, rev the throttle
Put the gear in, now you're steerin' like Mario

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

I'll keep layin' 'em, I'll keep 'em
This is the House of Pain, we're far 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
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 us a hassle man?)

Extra extra, all about it
How could ya doubt it? Now scream and it
The House of Pain soon reign
Over the hip hop scene and like golden

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

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