What’s That Smell(Explicit) - House of Pain
歌曲信息
歌曲名：What’s That Smell(Explicit)
歌手：House of Pain
所属专辑：Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again (Explicit)
发行时间：1996-10-22
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What’s That Smell(Explicit) - House of Pain 文本歌词
What's That Smell - House of Pain
Baby because
("Lord have mercy")
This is for all you dirty b**ches out there
Suck up on this motherf**kin' nuts
(I say "Lord have mercy")
Say stop Hey what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' down
I'm everlastin' forever on a roll
I'm rockin' to the boat steamin' gray matter tone
I ain't sayin' I'm God but you can graft this
Chances are if I'm a star I'd be Johnny Mathis
On some smooth sh*t I'd be gaming all the honeys
Hitting Hugh Hefner with his Playboy Bunnies
Check the Sunday funnies I'd be reading Doonesbury
See me after dark love sh*t be getting scary
I'll freak you like Carrie on the night of the prom
Let's keep it cool and calm I'll start stroking your palm
Work my way up your arm start kissing your ear
Maybe licking your lips then pulling your hair
Yeah I freak the back spasm to get the orgasm
And if my legs cramp girl I lick that stamp
I got it sewn love so you ain't got no worries
Hold up wait a second my vision's gettin' blurry
Stop hey what's that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L
B**ches start sweatin' once the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells
Periodic measures to say my rhymes
Too much of this d**e need growth-type slow
Off a poet's tree let me blow my leaves
Shake off my roots and pull up my sleeves
Break a branchling wist stick
Lyrics for the mystical
Yo fancy shake your chancy
Our transystem is torn MCs
I hymn-zen then I'm casualies
Pot smoke-seeds relativities
Seize it I be on every first ability
Of chaos a higher form of infinity
Gettin' me virtually supreme ID
Reflectors and tackers
At which my faster phrased words
Super-lax break raps and MCs jump off wacks
Revolves and steers and still sees time stilt
I work for Real Bill Divine it's lyrical chill
I say "Stop" hey what's that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L
B**ches start sweatin' when the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells
Stop hey what's that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L
B**ches start sweatin' when the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells
Baby because
("Lord have mercy")
This is for all you dirty b**ches out there
Suck up on this motherf**kin' nuts
(I say "Lord have mercy")
Say stop Hey what's that sound
Everybody look what's goin' down
I'm everlastin' forever on a roll
I'm rockin' to the boat steamin' gray matter tone
I ain't sayin' I'm God but you can graft this
Chances are if I'm a star I'd be Johnny Mathis
On some smooth sh*t I'd be gaming all the honeys
Hitting Hugh Hefner with his Playboy Bunnies
Check the Sunday funnies I'd be reading Doonesbury
See me after dark love sh*t be getting scary
I'll freak you like Carrie on the night of the prom
Let's keep it cool and calm I'll start stroking your palm
Work my way up your arm start kissing your ear
Maybe licking your lips then pulling your hair
Yeah I freak the back spasm to get the orgasm
And if my legs cramp girl I lick that stamp
I got it sewn love so you ain't got no worries
Hold up wait a second my vision's gettin' blurry
Stop hey what's that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L
B**ches start sweatin' once the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells
Periodic measures to say my rhymes
Too much of this d**e need growth-type slow
Off a poet's tree let me blow my leaves
Shake off my roots and pull up my sleeves
Break a branchling wist stick
Lyrics for the mystical
Yo fancy shake your chancy
Our transystem is torn MCs
I hymn-zen then I'm casualies
Pot smoke-seeds relativities
Seize it I be on every first ability
Of chaos a higher form of infinity
Gettin' me virtually supreme ID
Reflectors and tackers
At which my faster phrased words
Super-lax break raps and MCs jump off wacks
Revolves and steers and still sees time stilt
I work for Real Bill Divine it's lyrical chill
I say "Stop" hey what's that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L
B**ches start sweatin' when the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells
Stop hey what's that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L
B**ches start sweatin' when the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells
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Interlude - House of Pain Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey Yeah Hey
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On Point (Lethal Dose Remix) - House of Pain I'm sick demented I came unrepresented I rose from the grave I had a close shave The cops tried to lock me down
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Same As It Ever Was - House of Pain Uh shoot em all baby Just call it in one time for me real heavy Back in black Whos the mack Sittin on the back Of a cadillac
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Earthquake (Explicit) - House of Pain Yes yes yall 'Cause Im so fly Everlast be the apple of your earths eye Ill be breakin the laws breakin the laws All you
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Shut The Door (Explicit) - House of Pain You look good shut the door If I get mine you'll get yours (Ah leave the lights on) Girl if I get mine then you'll g
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Fed Up (Explicit) - House of Pain Lord have mercy Lord have mercy I got demons running through my slate They like to creep when my thoughts get deep Scheming tr
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Choose Your Poison (Explicit) - House of Pain B**ches b**ches b**ches mutherf**kers I say hey now c'mon y'all If there's money in your pocket and you're walk
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No Doubt - House of Pain No doubt Hold tight Till the break of dawn Till the break of light No doubt Hold tight Till the break of dawn Till the break of light S
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While I'm Here (Explicit) - House of Pain While I'm here I'd like to thank While I'm here I'd like to thank While I'm here I'd like to thank While I'm here