Everlast - Shamrocks and Shenanigans (Boom Shalock Lock Boom) lyrics

Artist: House of Pain Album: House of Pain Song: Shamrocks and Shenanigans EVERLAST I kicks the flavor, like Stephen King writes horror If I was a Jew then I'd light a Menorah I got rhymes for ya, excuse me, Señora Are you a who*e or are you a lady? Is it Erica Boyer or Marcia Brady? Let me know hon, the deed'll get done Just a**ume the position, I'll take my rod And then I'll go fishin', I'll get your river flowin' When it comes to givin' pleasure, I'm every woman's treasure I came to work your body, so let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' sk** paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' s**ers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot Puttin' s**ers on the run, pull my gun and then I shoot I never been a front, I never a fraud I gotta natural sk**, for that I thank the Lord Cause I feel blessed, I'm casually dressed I always got my gun, but I never wear a vest I'm quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw From the cartoon boom sha lock lock boom Chorus (boom sha lock lock boom) All right now (Boom sha lock lock boom) A little louder (Boom sha lock lock boom) Everybody (Boom sha lock lock boom) All right now DANNY BOY Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper Hit ya like a lyrical murderer I know ya think I have, but yo I never heard of ya Just because you heard of me kid f** around with D, you do the lifetime bid I'll put you in the dirt, and leave your a** for dead When it comes to tools, T's the sharpest in the shed Cause I'm the 55 Cadilac king It ain't no thing, my Claddagh ring Will bust you in the grill I got the sk**, you gots to chill Cause I bring doom, I got the boom sha lock lock boom Chorus EVERLAST I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles I rock all mics, I last all night I puff fat blunts, I rock fine sc*nts Step up bo, I'll kock out your gold fronts Everlast, that's my name My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame The House Of Pain's the name of my clique You can't be down, punk, get off my dick You make me sick, like Strawberry Quik Your style is wack, you ain't the mac So yo step back, get off the crack And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom Chorus (2x)