| I’m a swing it Watch me bring it To the next level
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| The graphic devils
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| Gettin’funky like the Nevilles
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| Brothers from the bayou,
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| So why you wanna trip
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| Just play the sideline kid
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| And wait for me to trip
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| 'Cause I can feel it in the air tonight
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| But yo I’m not Phil Collins
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| I’m more like Henry Rollins
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| 'Cause I search and destroy
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| Retoy with the plot
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| Tryin’to get what I got
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| Ya might get shot
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| Hot damn I’m a slam ya like ONYX
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| Then teach ya how to write a rhyme
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| Like hooked on Phonics
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| Mother Goose ain’t got shit on me
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| 'Cause I get loose at the jam and wreck the whole party
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| I make em’jump and mosh
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| Oh my gosh
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| There slamin in the pit
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| When I’m kickin my shot
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| They’re buggin at the eyes
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| 'Cause I got mad styles
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| And ain’t a damn thing funny
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| I get money in piles
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| Some people thought I died
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| That’s just a rumor though
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| Others thought I fell off
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| But now I’m numero uno
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| Dos not cuatro
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| word to Kool Kieth
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| I’m a break up your teeth
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| When I die (die)
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| Bury me (me)
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| Hang my balls from a cherry tree (tree)
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| Let them get ripe and take a bite
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| And if they don’t taste right then don’t blame D (D)
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| You need to quit swingin
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| The styles that I’m bringin
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| The funk knuckle dragon
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| The kids on the wagon
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| I’m not the 12 stepper
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| Don’t play me like a lepper
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| My mic sounds nice
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| But it’s not Salt-n-Pepa
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| Well it’s the man with the plan
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| To get all your skins
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| The tip of my dick is where the line begins
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| So hoe’s form a line
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| Take off that swine
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| Strip your ass butt naked
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| Let’s see if you can take it
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| 'Cause I’ll make you feel…
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| LIKE A NATURAL WOMEN!
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| 'Cause I keep it comin'
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| I’m the Everlastin'
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| Free style assasin
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| My soul and my goal is to bring a little passion
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| To your girl’s life like the Daily Sun
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| Throw her down on the bed
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| And tie her up wit ropes
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| I’m just another rager with a Dairy Face
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| Punk motherfuckers beef and rhyme my race
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| You need to step back kid and give me some space
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| So I can cold spark the party when I’m rockin the place
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| Danny Boy’s arrivin'
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| I Stand six five and a half, don’t laugh kid
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| The outlaw biker with my big shit kicker
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| On a highway to hell
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| 'Cause I never tell
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| Well it’s the funk back breaker
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| We heat it up like Jamaica
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| Don’t bring your woman to the party cause I’ll take her
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| Hit the deck 'cause I’m down with the Hoolis
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| I got a trunk full of funk like the groovy doolies
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| I’m not the man but I’ll asked who was he Quick’s hot the hair do just like Ruth Buzzy
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| Runnin''round town like ya been to jail son
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| But ya hit the swap meet to get your hair and your nail done
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| Get off my sack
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| 'Cause your shit is wack
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| Ya dis me and I’m a dis ya back
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| I’m a swing it (X4) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm A Swing It , by - House Of Pain. Song from the album Same As It Ever Was, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп