Текст песни I'm a Swing It - House of Pain
I'm
A
Swing
It
watch
me
bring
it
to
the
next
level
The
graphic
devils
gettin'
funky
like
the
Nevilles
Brothers
from
the
bayou,
so
why
you
wanna
trip
Just
play
the
sideline
kid
and
wait
for
me
to
slip
'Cause
I
can
feel
it
"In
The
Air
Tonight"
But
yo
I'm
not
Phil
Collins,
I'm
more
like
Henry
Rollins
'Cause
I
search
and
destroy
retoy
with
the
plot
Tryin'
to
get
what
I
got
ya
might
get
shot
Hot
damn
I'm
a
"Slam"
ya
like
Onyx
Then
teach
ya
how
to
write
a
rhyme
like
"ed
On
Phonics"
Mother
Goose
ain't
got
s**t
on
me
'Cause
I
get
loose
at
the
jam
and
wreck
the
whole
party
I
make
em'
jump
and
mosh
oh
my
gosh
There
slamin
in
the
pit
when
I'm
kickin
my
s**t
They're
buggin
at
the
eyes
'cause
I
got
mad
styles
And
ain't
a
damn
thing
funny
I
get
money
in
piles
Some
people
thought
I
died
that's
just
a
rumor
though
Others
thought
I
fell
off
but
now
I'm
numero
uno
Dos
not
cuatro
word
to
Kool
Keith,
"I'ma
break
up
your
teeth"!
When
I
die
(Die!),
bury
me
(Me!)
Hang
my
balls
from
a
cherry
tree
(Tree!)
Let
them
get
ripe
(Ripe!)
and
take
a
bite
(Bite!)
And
if
they
don't
taste
right
then
don't
blame
D
(D!)
You
need
to
quit
swingin'
The
styles
that
I'm
bringin'
The
funk
knuckle
dragon
The
kids
on
the
wagon
I'm
not
the
12
stepper
Don't
play
me
like
a
lepper
My
mic
sounds
nice
But
it's
not
Salt
'N
Pepa
Well
it's
the
man
with
the
plan
to
get
all
your
skins
The
tip
of
my
D**K
is
where
the
line
begins
So
Hoes
form
a
line
Take
off
that
swine!
Strip
your
a**
butt
naked
Let's
see
if
you
can
take
it
'Cause
(*trying
to
sing
like
Aretha
Franklin*)
I'll
make
you
feel...
LIKE
A
NATURAL
WOMAN!
'Cause
I
keep
it
comin'
I'm
the
Everlastin'
freestyle
assassin
With
soul
and
my
goal
is
to
bring
a
little
passion
To
your
girl's
life
like
the
Daily
Soaps
Throw
her
down
on
the
bed
and
tie
her
up
wit'
ropes
"Lyrics
be
on
and
on
and
on."
(Repeat)
I'm
just
another
rager
with
a
Dairy
Face
Punk
motherf***ers
beef
and
rhyme
my
race
You
need
to
step
back
kid
and
give
me
some
space
So
I
can
cold
spark
the
party
when
I'm
rockin
the
place
Danny
Boy's
arrivin'
I
stand
six
five
and
a
half,
Don't
laugh
kid
the
graph
is
surviving
The
outlaw
biker
with
my
big
s**t
kicker
On
a
"Highway
To
Hell'
'Cause
I
never
tell!
Well
it's
the
funk
back
breaker
We
heat
it
up
like
Jamaica
Don't
bring
your
woman
to
the
party
cause
I'll
take
her!
Hit
the
deck
'cause
I'm
down
with
the
Hoolis
I
got
a
trunk
full
of
funk
like
the
Groovy
Doolies
I'm
not
the
man
but
I'll
asked
who
was
he
Quick's
hot
the
hair
do
just
like
Ruth
Buzzy
Runnin'
'round
town
like
ya
been
to
jail
son
But
ya
hit
the
swap
meet
to
get
your
hair
and
your
nail
done
Get
off
my
sack
'cause
your
s**t
is
WACK!
Ya
dis
me
and
I'm
a
dis
ya
back!
I'm
A
Swing
It
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