House Of Pain And The Rising Sun Lyrics by House Of Pain

House Of Pain And The Rising Sun Lyrics

    He who breaks the law goes back to the house of pain (2x)

    I rock the ill shit, ya 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 ya 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 doobie
    Don't ya fuck around, i'll smack your knuckles with a ruler
    Just like a nun from a catholic school
    I'll make ya drool, and play the fool
    Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya 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

    Chorus

    That's what it is y'all
    That's what it is (that's what it is) (4x)

    Smooth like beretta, quicker than the jedi
    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 on, 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 bumbkin
    >from albakerque who's gonna carve the turkey
    Ready, serve, entertain like merv
    Griffin, sniffin' panties, i'm a prev
    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

    Chorus

    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? (drop it)
    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 ya for a ride to where i reside
    Put your face in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a willow
    I tax that but, wax that ass
    Floss a nut in your teeth, then wait for you to beef

    Chorus (2x)

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