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

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 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

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 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

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