House and the Rising Sun

Funkdoobiest were part of the Soul Assassins clique with House Of Pain and Cypress Hill. This track features Son Doobie; the title is a play on words about the “House” and the “Sun” (Son).[Verse 1: Everlast]

I rock the ill shit, ya know I kill shit

And then I build shit, get off my dillsnick

'Cause I don't play that, my style goes way back

I kick my shit one time through, fuck the playback

I go off my head, you know I shave my shit

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 tarter on your teeth, homeboy, ya got beef

Well then ya get broke, because my crew's no joke

The House of Pain is kickin' up dirt

And if we're inside the jam, ya know we're liftin' up skirts

Grabbin' on the snatch, feelin' on the skin

I'm knockin' on your door, honey, let me in

'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 Dueler

Don't ya fuck around, I'll smack your knuckles with a ruler

Just like a nun from a Catholic school

I'll make ya drool and play the fool

Snatch ya by the ears, smack ya up like a queer

Take a puff off my blunt and then sip my beer

Kick the mean style, leave bodies in a pile

Everlast is my name, I'm from the House of Pain

You know that I never play the punk role

'Cause I'm a white Irish man with a funk soul

[Chorus: Everlast]

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

[Verse 2: Son Doobie]

Smooth like Beretta, quicker than a Jettta

You're soft like a feather, you little bed wetter

Baby, maybe, I heard ya caught the rabies

Bitin' on my shit, I have to say maybe

Son'll be rockin' until tomorrow

'Cause I've 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'll play it, I'll win it, I've done it, I did it

Some say I'm kiddin', but right at this minute

I'll freak it, I'll funk it, and like a country bumpkin

From Alberquerque, who's gonna carve the turkey?

Ready, serve, entertain like Merv

Griffin, sniffin' panties, I'm a perv

The Doobie funk fellow, smooth like a jello

Some say mellow, complicated like a dello

The Rican who's speakin'

Freaks it every weekend

'Cause I'll be trick or treatin'

I used to drive a Lincoln

Drivin', speedin', hey rid, I'm readin'

I make more money than that kid Alex Keaton

[Chorus: Son Doobie]

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

[Verse 3: Everlast]

I rip flesh, yes y'all, run for the mess hall

And get your grub while I'm rhymin' on your dub

Gettin' play at the club, then I step to the pub

And crack a brew, what the fuck ya gonna do? ("Nothing")

I rip shit, kill it, cut your gut and spill it

Treat ya like a gas tank, take your ass and fill it

And take ya for a ride to where I reside

Put your face in my pillow, and have ya weepin' like a willow

I tax that butt, wax that ass

Bust a nut in your teeth

And then wait for you to beef

[Chorus: Everlast]

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is (That's what it is)

That's what it is, y'all, that's what it is