I rock to ill shit, ya know I kill shit
An' then build shit, get off my dilznit
'Cause I don't play that, My style goes way back
I go off my head, ya know I shave my shit
I kicked my shit one time, Gook, F**k the playback!
And ya don't quit, I say ya don't quit
'Cause I'm the Prodigal Son, Ya get well-done
Just like a steak, Gimme A Break
Like Nell Carter, there's tartar on yer teeth
Homeboy ya got beef? Well then ya get broke
'Cause my crew's no joke, The House o' Pain
Is kickin' up dirt an' if we're inside the jam
Ya know we're liftin' up skirts
I'm knockin on your door, honey, Let me in...
Grabbin on the snatch, feelin on the skin
'Cause I'm down with the Freak-mode, baby
I'm at my sexual peak young lady
Ain't nobody cooler than my man Son Doobie
Don'tcha f**k around, I'll smack yer knuckles wit a ruler
Just like a nun from a Cath'lic school
I'll make ya drool, an' play the fool
Snatch ya up by th'ears, smack ya up like a queer
Take a puff off my blunt an' then sip my beer
Kick the mean style, Leave bodies in a pile
Everlast's my name, I'm from the House of Pain
Ya know that I never played the punk role
'Cause I'm the light Irish man wit a funky soul...
(Refrain)
It's what it is, y'all
It's what it is...(x4)
You're soft like a feather, ya lil bedwetter
(Son Doobie)
Baby, baby, I heard ya caught the rabies
Smoke like forever, quicker than the gender
Son'll be rockin, until tomorrow
Bitin on my shit, I hafta say maybe...
'Cause I got the Right One, like Ray Charles
Follow, Swallow, the funk pass the bottle
'Cause I get wrecked like if I crashed my Auto
I play it, I win it, I done it, I did it
Some say I'm trippin, but right at this minute
I'll freak it, I'll funk it, like a country bumpkin
From Alberquerque, Who's gonna carve the turkey?
Ready, serve, entertain like Merv
The Doobie-Funk fellow, smooth like a Jello
Rip it, sniff it, Panties, I'm a perv
Some say mellow, complicated like a dello
The freakin, who's speakin? Tricks that I'll be beatin
'Cause I'll be trick-or-treatin
I used to drive a Lincoln
Drivin, speedin, hey Rif, I'm readin!
I make more money than that kid, Alex Keaton!
(Refrain)
Run for the messhall
I rip felsh, yes y'all
An' get your grub
While I'm rhymin on your dub
Gettin play at the club
What the f**k you gonna do?
Then I step to the pub an' crack a brew-
I rip shit, kill it
Treat ya like a gas tank, take yer ass an' fill it
Cut yer gut an' spill it
To where I reside
Put yer face in my pillow
Then take ya for a ride
An' have ya weepin like a willow
I tax that butt, wax that ass
An' wait for you to beef...
Bust a nut in your teeth
(Refrain
An' then build shit, get off my dilznit
'Cause I don't play that, My style goes way back
I go off my head, ya know I shave my shit
I kicked my shit one time, Gook, F**k the playback!
And ya don't quit, I say ya don't quit
'Cause I'm the Prodigal Son, Ya get well-done
Just like a steak, Gimme A Break
Like Nell Carter, there's tartar on yer teeth
Homeboy ya got beef? Well then ya get broke
'Cause my crew's no joke, The House o' Pain
Is kickin' up dirt an' if we're inside the jam
Ya know we're liftin' up skirts
I'm knockin on your door, honey, Let me in...
Grabbin on the snatch, feelin on the skin
'Cause I'm down with the Freak-mode, baby
I'm at my sexual peak young lady
Ain't nobody cooler than my man Son Doobie
Don'tcha f**k around, I'll smack yer knuckles wit a ruler
Just like a nun from a Cath'lic school
I'll make ya drool, an' play the fool
Snatch ya up by th'ears, smack ya up like a queer
Take a puff off my blunt an' then sip my beer
Kick the mean style, Leave bodies in a pile
Everlast's my name, I'm from the House of Pain
Ya know that I never played the punk role
'Cause I'm the light Irish man wit a funky soul...
(Refrain)
It's what it is, y'all
It's what it is...(x4)
You're soft like a feather, ya lil bedwetter
(Son Doobie)
Baby, baby, I heard ya caught the rabies
Smoke like forever, quicker than the gender
Son'll be rockin, until tomorrow
Bitin on my shit, I hafta say maybe...
'Cause I got the Right One, like Ray Charles
Follow, Swallow, the funk pass the bottle
'Cause I get wrecked like if I crashed my Auto
I play it, I win it, I done it, I did it
Some say I'm trippin, but right at this minute
I'll freak it, I'll funk it, like a country bumpkin
From Alberquerque, Who's gonna carve the turkey?
Ready, serve, entertain like Merv
The Doobie-Funk fellow, smooth like a Jello
Rip it, sniff it, Panties, I'm a perv
Some say mellow, complicated like a dello
The freakin, who's speakin? Tricks that I'll be beatin
'Cause I'll be trick-or-treatin
I used to drive a Lincoln
Drivin, speedin, hey Rif, I'm readin!
I make more money than that kid, Alex Keaton!
(Refrain)
Run for the messhall
I rip felsh, yes y'all
An' get your grub
While I'm rhymin on your dub
Gettin play at the club
What the f**k you gonna do?
Then I step to the pub an' crack a brew-
I rip shit, kill it
Treat ya like a gas tank, take yer ass an' fill it
Cut yer gut an' spill it
To where I reside
Put yer face in my pillow
Then take ya for a ride
An' have ya weepin like a willow
I tax that butt, wax that ass
An' wait for you to beef...
Bust a nut in your teeth
(Refrain
- Jump Around
- I’m A Swing It
- Top O’ the Morning to Ya
- Shamrocks and Shenanigans
- Back from the Dead
- On Point
- Irish Pride
- Heart Full of Sorrow (feat. Sadat X)
- Put On Your S**t Kickers
- Put on Your Shit Kickers (Kick Some)
- Shamrocks and Shenanigans (Butch Vig Remix)
- House of Pain Anthem (original mix)
- Jump Around (master mix)
- (duplicate page)
- Jump Around (Jason Nevin’s 2000 Club edit)
- Legend (Extended Mix)
- Commercial 2
- Jump Around (original version)
- All My Love
- House of Pain Anthem
- Feel It
- One For the Road
- Guess Who’s Back
- House and the Rising Son