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That's What It Is Lyrics - Singles - House Of Pain

I rock the ill shit 

you 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 one time through fuck the playback 

I go off my head you know I shave my shit 

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 fuck 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 shit, 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 fuck you gonna do 

I rippshit 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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