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That's what it is


House Of Pain Lyrics

 

That's what it is Lyrics

That's what it is by House Of Pain


I rock the ill sh*t

you know I kill sh*t

And then I build sh*t

Get off my dillsnick

cause I don't play that

my Style goes way back

I kick my one time through f**k the playback

I go off my head you know I shave my sh*t

And you don't quit,I say you don't quit

Cause i'm the protigal son

you get well done,just like a stake

give me a break,like nell carter

It's tarter on your teeth

Home boy you got beef

well then you get broke cause my crews no joke

the house of pain,is kicking up dirt

And if were inside the jam then were lifting up the skirts

Grabbing on the snatch,feeling onn the skins

I'm knocking on your door hunny let in

cause I'm down with the freak mode baby

I'm at my sexual peek young lady

Ain't nobody cooler

than my man sunnydueler

don't you f**k around I'll smack your nuckles with a ruler

just like a nun from a cathalic school

I make you drool,and play the fool

snatch ya by the ear,smack you up like a quier

yake a puff off my blunt and sip my beer

kick the mean style,levis 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 funk soul


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thats what it is ya'll thats what it isX4



Smooth like berretta

Quicker then a jetta

soft like a feather

you little bed wetter

baby,maybe,I heard you caught the rabbies

Bighting on my sh*t, I have to say maybe

sun will rocking untill tomorrow

I got the right one like ray charles

follow swollow punk pass the bottle

cause I get wrecked like if I crashed my auto

I'll play it or win it

I've done it or did it

some say I'm kidding But wright at this minute

I'll freak it or funk it like a country ?pumkin?

from albakurky,Who's gonna carve the turkey

ready sir entertain like merve,griffen

sniffing panties on my perk?

the dueby funk fellow,smooth like jell-o

some say mello,complicated like a dello

the freaking who speaking,freakes in every weekend

cause I'll be trick$treating

I used to drive a lincoln

Driving speeding,hey rick i'm reading

I'make more money then that kid Alex keaton


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I ripp fleesh yes ya'll'an for the mess hall

And get your grub,while i'm rhyming on your dub

getting play at the club,then I step to the pub and crack a brew

what the f**k you gonna do

I rippsh*t kill

cut your gut And spill'it

treat you likea a gas tank take your ass and fill'it

and take yopu for a ride to were I reside

put your face into my pillow have you weeping like a willow

tax that but,wax that ass

bust a nut in your teeth and wait for you too beef


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