Shamrocks And Shenanigans

House Of Pain

Composición de: Danny Boy O\'Connor/Erik Schrody/L. Dimant
I kicks the flava, like Steven King writes horror 

If I was a Jew then I'd light a menorah 
I got rhymes for ya, excuse me senora 
Are you a hore or are you a lady? 
Is it Erica Boyare or Marcia Brady? 
Let me know hon, the deed'll get done 
Just assume the position, I'll take my rod 
And then I'll go fishin', I'll get your river flowin' 
When it comes to givin' pleasure, I'm every woman's treasure 
I came to work your body, so let me do my job 
I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off 
Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes 
Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes 
Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot 
Puttin' suckers on the run, pull my gun and then I shoot 
I never been a front, I never a fraud 
I gotta natural skill, for that I thank the Lord 
Cause I feel blessed, I'm casually dressed 
I always got my gun, but I never wear a vest 
I'm quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw 
From the cartoon boom sha lock lock boom 

Chorus 

(boom sha lock lock boom) 
All right now 
(Boom sha lock lock boom) 
A little louder 
(Boom sha lock lock boom) 
Everybody 
(Boom sha lock lock boom) 
All right now 

Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper 
Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper 
Hit ya like a lyrical murderer 
I know ya think I have, but yo 
I never heard of ya 
Just because you heard of me kid 
Fuck around until you do the lifetime bid 
I'll put you in the dirt, and leave your ass for dead 
When it comes to tools, T's the sharpest in the shed 
Cause I'm the 55 Cadilac king 
It ain't no thing, my cargo ring 
We'll bust you in the crib 
I got the skill, you gots to chill 
Cause I bring doom, I got the boom sha lock lock boom 

Chorus 

I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles 
I rock all mikes, I last all night 
I puff fat blunts, I rock fine scunts 
Step up bo, I'll kock out your gold fronts 
Everlast, that's my name 
My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame 
The House Of Pain's the name of my clip 
You can't be down, punk, get off my dick 
You make me sick, like strawberry Quik 
Your style is wack, you ain't the mac 
So yo step back, get off the crack 
And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom 

Chorus (2x)
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