House And The Rising Sun Lyrics

House And The Rising Sun lyrics

I rock the ill shit ya know I kill shit
And then I build shit get off my
dillsnick
Cause I don't play that my style goes way back
I kick my shit
one time dude fuck the playback
I go off my head you know I shave my
shit
And ya don't quit I say you don't quit
Cause I'm the prodigal son ya
get well done
Just like a steak gimme a break
Like Nel Carter
There's
tarter on your teeth homeboy ya got beef
Well then ya get broke, because my
crew's no joke
The House Of Pain
Is kickin' up dirt and therefore inside
the jam
Ya know we're liftin' up skirts, grabbin' on the snatch
Feelin'
on the skin, I'm knockin' on your door
Honey let me in
Cause I'm down
with the freak mo baby
I'm at my sexual peak, young lady
Ain't nobody
cooler than my man Son Doobie
Don't ya fuck around, I'll smack your knuckles
with a ruler
Just like a nun from a catholic school
I'll make ya drool,
and play the fool
Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya up like a queer
Take a
puff off my blunt, and then sip my beer
Kick the mean style, leave bodies in
a pile
Everlast is my name, I'm from the House Of Pain
You know that I
never play the punk role
Cause I'm a white Irish man with a funk
soul

Chorus
That's what it is y'all, that's what it is (That's what
it is)
(4x)

Smooth like Beretta, quicker than the Jedi
You're soft
like a feather, you little bed wetter
Baby, baby, I heard you caught the
rabies
Bitin' on my shit, I have to say haybee
Son'll be rockin' until
tomorrow
Cause I've got the right one, like Ray Charles
Follow, swallow,
the funky pass the bottle
Cause I get recked like if I crashed my
auto
I'll play it, I'll win it
I've done it, I did it
Some say I'm
kiddin'
But right at this minute
I'll freak it, I'll funk it
And like
a country bumpkin
From Alberquerque who's gonna carve the turkey
Ready,
serve, entertain like Merv
Griffin, sniffin' panties, I'm a perv
The
Dooby funk fellow, smooth like a jello
Some say mellow, complicated like a
dello
The freakin' who's speakin'
Freaks it every weekend
Cause I'll
be trick or treatin'
I used to drive a Lincoln
Drivin', speedin', hey
rid, I'm readin'
I make more money than that kid Alex
Keaton

Chorus

I rip flesh, yes y'all, run for the mess
hall
And get your grub while I'm rhymin' on your dub
Gettin' play at the
club, then I step to the pub
And crack a brew, what the fuck ya gonna do?
(Drop it)
I rip shit, kill it, cut your gut and spill it
Treat ya like a
gas tank, take your ass and fill it
And take ya for a ride to where I
reside
Put your face in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a willow
I
tax that but, wax that ass
Floss a nut in your teeth, then wait for you to
beef

Chorus (2x)