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Песня: I'm A Swing It
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House of Pain – I'm A Swing It 0On and just on, and (x10) Im a swing it Wach me bring to the next level To grab denevels Getting funky like the devil Brothers from the bijou So why you wanna trip Just play the side lines Kid, and wait for me to slip Cause I can feel it in the ait tonight But yo Im not phil collins Or, unlike henry rollins Cause Im search and destroy You wanna toy wit the plot Tryin to get what I got You might get- shot Hot damn mannas son Ya got ebonics They teach ya how to write Im writing like Im hooked on phonics Mother goose aint got shit on me Cause Ill get loose at the jam And wreck the whole party I make em jump and mosh Oh my gosh Just slammin in the pit While Im kickin my shit They buggin in the isles Cause I got madd styles And aint a damn thing funny I get money in piles Some poeple thought Id die Thats just a rumour, though Others thought Id follow up But now Im numero- Uno, dos, not quatro Word to kool keith Im a break up ya teeth When I die, bury me (me) Hang my balls on the cherry tree (tree) Let them git ripe Then take a bite And if they dont taste right Then dont blame d You need to quit swingin, The styles that Im bringin The funk knuckled dragon Who gits on the wagon Im not the 12 stepper Dont play me like a leper My mike sounds nice But its not salt and pepper Well its the man With the plan To get all your skins The tip on my dick Is where the line begins Wit all those former lines Take off that swine Ill git your ass butt-naked Lets see if you can take it Cause Ill make you feel Like a natural woman Cause I keep it comin Im the everlastin Free style assasin With soul in my goal Is to bring a little passion To your girls life Like the daily soaps Throw down on the bed And tie her up with ropes Chorus 2 The lyrics keep on and just on and The lyrics keep on and just on and The lyrics keep on and just on and On and just on and on and just on and (x2) Chorus 1 Im just another ranger with the derry face Punk motherfucker in the prime of my race You need step back, kid And give me some space And rock the cold shot At the party When Im rockin the place Danny boys arrivin With the standar 65 In the heft dont laugh kid The graft is survivin The out law bike With my bitch thats on the Highway to hell Cause I never tell Well its the funk back breaker Weeded up like jamaica Dont bring your woman to the party Cause Ill taker Hit the deck Cause Im down wit the hoolies I got a trunk Full of funk Like the groovey doolies Im not the man Brotha asked who was he Quiks got the hair do Just like ruth buzzy Runnin round Like you been to jail, son But ya hit the swatly To get your hair and your nails done Get off my sack Cause your shit is wack Ya diss me And Im a diss you back Chorus 1 (x2) |
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