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Song title: House Of Pain - One For The Road

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Huh! check it out! everybody in the house, check it out!
The house of pain is in full effect

Call me the corn fed, peckerwood, redneck cracker
White bread, shit kickin irish beat jacker
Comin with the style of a celtic rebel
Those who aint on my level call me the blue eyed devil
But thats just because they dont know what I know
And thats just because they cant flow like I flow
I rip shit, dip shit, so what you gotta say
Why you wanna play, I fuck you up with no delay
And knock your motherfucking fronts out
Smoke my philly blunts out, my buddha never runs out
I turn the little scunts out
And I got the hookers callin me pops
Once their cherry pops, everlast gets all the props
Im hittin skins from here to copenhagen
I bed the wenches cause you know Im a pagan
The house of pain, thats the name of my crew
You dont like it, tough luck, what the fuck you gonna do
Nothin, you aint sayin nothin
You need to start puffin and relax
Or youll wind up gettin taxed
For your money, for your jewels, for your car, for your ho
My crew, they start trippin while Im rippin up the show

Chorus
Mickey mouse, you know hes in the house
I said mickey mouse, you know hes in the house

One for the road, this is one for the road
For my man matt champy, this is one for the road
Tura lura lura, tura lura lie
Tura lura lura, thats an irish lullaby
No need to act fly, youll be sayin nighty-night
The place youre in is right if youre lookin for a fight
Step up, your blood, I spill it
Put on the beat, I kill it
Ill burn ya like some bacon thats been fryin in my skillet
Move over sizzlean, my favorite colors green
But Ill beat ya black and blue, cause Im always with my crew

Chorus (x2)