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House and the Rising Son

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Lyrics
I rock the ill sh*t

Ya know I kill sh*t

And then I build sh*t

Get off my dills nit

'Cause I don't play that

My style goes way back

I kick my sh*t one time

Dude f**k the playback

I go off my head

You know I shave my sh*t

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 if we're 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 f**k 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

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

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 sh*t

I have to say hay bee

Son will 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 Albuquerque who's gonna carve the turkey

Ready serve entertain like Merv

Griffin sniffin' panties I'm a prev

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

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

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 f**k ya gonna do

I rip sh*t kill it

Cut your gut and spill it

Treat ya like a gas tank

Take your a** 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 a**

Floss a nut in your teeth

Then wait for you to beef

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is that's what it is

That's what it is y'all

That's what it is