The Rising Sun lyrics

The Rising Sun lyrics

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The Rising Sun lyrics

Send "The Rising Sun" Ringtone to your Cell 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 dont 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 dont quit, I say you dont quit Cause Im the prodigal son, ya get well done Just like a steak, gimme a break Like nel carter Theres tarter on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef Well then ya get broke, because my crews no joke The house of pain Is kickin up dirt and therefore inside the jam Ya know were liftin up skirts, grabbin on the snatch Feelin on the skin, Im knockin on your door Honey let me in Cause Im down with the freak mo baby Im at my sexual peak, young lady Aint nobody cooler than my man son doobie Dont ya fuck around, Ill smack your knuckles with a ruler Just like a nun from a catholic school Ill 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, Im from the house of pain You know that I never play the punk role Cause Im a white irish man with a funk soul Chorus Thats what it is yall Thats what it is (thats what it is) (4x) Smooth like beretta, quicker than the jedi Youre 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 Sonll be rockin until tomorrow Cause Ive got the right on, like ray charles Follow, swallow, the funky pass the bottle Cause I get recked like if I crashed my auto Ill play it, Ill win it Ive done it, I did it Some say Im kiddin But right at this minute Ill freak it, Ill funk it And like a country bumbkin >from albakerque whos gonna carve the turkey Ready, serve, entertain like merv Griffin, sniffin panties, Im a prev The dooby funk fellow, smooth like a jello Some say mellow, complicated like a dello The freakin whos speakin Freaks it every weekend Cause Ill be trick or treatin I used to drive a lincoln Drivin, speedin, hey rid, Im readin I make more money than that kid alex keaton Chorus I rip flesh, yes yall, run for the mess hall And get your grub while Im 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) Send " The Rising Sun" Ringtone to your Cell The Rising Sun lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | The Rising Sun lyrics @ ELyrics | The Rising Sun lyrics @ Kovideo | House Of Pain Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | The Rising Sun lyrics @ Songlyrics | The Rising Sun lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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