House Of Pain - I'm A Swing It Lyrics
Chorus 1On and just on, and (x10)Im a swing itWach me bring to the next levelTo grab denevelsGetting funky like the devilBrothers from the bijouSo why you wanna tripJust play the side linesKid, and wait for me to slipCause I can feel it in the ait tonightBut yo Im not phil collinsOr, unlike henry rollinsCause Im search and destroyYou wanna toy wit the plotTryin to get what I gotYou might get- shotHot damn mannas sonYa got ebonicsThey teach ya how to writeIm writing like Im hooked on phonicsMother goose aint got shit on meCause Ill get loose at the jamAnd wreck the whole partyI make em jump and moshOh my goshJust slammin in the pitWhile Im kickin my shitThey buggin in the islesCause I got madd stylesAnd aint a damn thing funnyI get money in pilesSome poeple thought Id dieThats just a rumour, thoughOthers thought Id follow upBut now Im numero-Uno, dos, not quatroWord to kool keithIm a break up ya teethWhen I die, bury me (me)Hang my balls on the cherry tree (tree)Let them git ripeThen take a biteAnd if they dont taste rightThen dont blame dYou need to quit swingin,The styles that Im bringinThe funk knuckled dragonWho gits on the wagonIm not the 12 stepperDont play me like a leperMy mike sounds niceBut its not salt and pepperWell its the manWith the planTo get all your skinsThe tip on my dickIs where the line beginsWit all those former linesTake off that swineIll git your ass butt-*****Lets see if you can take itCause Ill make you feelLike a natural womanCause I keep it cominIm the everlastinFree style assasinWith soul in my goalIs to bring a little passionTo your girls lifeLike the daily soapsThrow down on the bedAnd tie her up with ropesChorus 2The lyrics keep on and just on andThe lyrics keep on and just on andThe lyrics keep on and just on andOn and just on and on and just on and (x2)Chorus 1Im just another ranger with the derry facePunk mother*****er in the prime of my raceYou need step back, kidAnd give me some spaceAnd rock the cold shotAt the partyWhen Im rockin the placeDanny boys arrivinWith the standar 65In the heft dont laugh kidThe graft is survivinThe out law bikeWith my ***** thats on theHighway to hellCause I never tellWell its the funk back breakerWeeded up like jamaicaDont bring your woman to the partyCause Ill takerHit the deckCause Im down wit the hooliesI got a trunkFull of funkLike the groovey dooliesIm not the manBrotha asked who was heQuiks got the hair doJust like ruth buzzyRunnin roundLike you been to jail, sonBut ya hit the swatlyTo get your hair and your nails doneGet off my sackCause your shit is wackYa diss meAnd Im a diss you backChorus 1 (x2)
