Lyrics House And The Rising Son - House of Pain
I
rock
the
ill
shit,
you
know
I
kill
shit
And
then
I
build
shit,
get
off
my
dills
nit
'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
you
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
Doolah
Don't
ya
fuck
around,
I'll
smack
your
knuckles
with
a
ruler
Just
like
a
nun
from
a
catholic
school
I'll
make
you
drool,
and
play
the
fool
Snatch
you
by
the
ears,
smack
you
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
Jeda
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
Albuquerque,
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
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
fuck
ya
gonna
do?
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
you
for
a
ride
to
where
I
reside
Put
your
face
in
my
pillow,
and
have
you
weepin'
like
a
willow
I
tax
that
butt,
wax
that
ass
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
(That's
what
it
is)
1 Put on Your Shit Kickers
2 Guess Who’s Back
3 Jump Around - Pete Rock Remix
4 Salutations
5 Feel It
6 One For The Road
7 Come And Get Some Of This
8 Danny Boy, Danny Boy
9 Shamrocks And Shenanigans
10 Put Your Head Out
11 Commercial 1
12 House And The Rising Son
13 House of Pain Anthem
14 Commercial 2
15 Life Goes On
16 All My Love
17 Top o’ the Morning to Ya
18 Shamrocks and Shenanigans (Boom Shalock Lock Boom Butch Vig remix)
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