所属专辑:Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again (Explicit Version)
歌手: House Of Pain
时长: 03:04
What's That Smell (explicit) - house of pain[00:00:00]
Baby because[00:00:04]
("Lord have mercy")[00:00:06]
This is for all you dirty bitches out there[00:00:12]
Suck up on this motherf**kin' nuts[00:00:16]
(I say "Lord have mercy")[00:00:18]
Say stop Hey what's that sound [00:00:22]
Everybody look what's goin' down[00:00:25]
I'm everlastin' forever on a roll[00:00:28]
I'm rockin' to the boat steamin' gray matter tone[00:00:31]
I ain't sayin' I'm God but you can graft this[00:00:34]
Chances are if I'm a star I'd be Johnny Mathis[00:00:36]
On some smooth shit I'd be gaming all the honeys[00:00:39]
Hitting Hugh Hefner with his Playboy Bunnies[00:00:42]
Check the Sunday funnies I'd be reading Doonesbury[00:00:45]
See me after dark love shit be getting scary[00:00:48]
I'll freak you like Carrie on the night of the prom[00:00:51]
Let's keep it cool and calm I'll start stroking your palm[00:00:53]
Work my way up your arm start kissing your ear[00:00:56]
Maybe licking your lips then pulling your hair[00:00:59]
Yeah I freak the back spasm to get the orgasm[00:01:02]
And if my legs cramp girl I lick that stamp[00:01:05]
I got it sewn love so you ain't got no worries[00:01:07]
Hold up wait a second my vision's gettin' blurry[00:01:10]
Stop hey what's that smell[00:01:13]
Someone laced dust all up in my L[00:01:16]
Bitches start sweatin' once the pockets swell[00:01:19]
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells[00:01:21]
Periodic measures to say my rhymes[00:01:25]
Too much of this dope need growth-type slow[00:01:27]
Off a poet's tree let me blow my leaves[00:01:30]
Shake off my roots and pull up my sleeves[00:01:33]
Break a branchling wist stick[00:01:36]
Lyrics for the mystical[00:01:37]
Yo fancy shake your chancy[00:01:39]
Our transystem is torn MCs[00:01:41]
I hymn-zen then I'm casualies[00:01:44]
Pot smoke-seeds relativities[00:01:47]
Seize it I be on every first ability[00:01:50]
Of chaos a higher form of infinity[00:01:52]
Gettin' me virtually supreme ID[00:01:55]
Reflectors and tackers[00:01:58]
At which my faster phrased words[00:02:00]
Super-lax break raps and MCs jump off wacks[00:02:01]
Revolves and steers and still sees time stilt[00:02:04]
I work for Real Bill Divine it's lyrical chill[00:02:06]
I say "Stop" hey what's that smell [00:02:09]
Someone laced dust all up in my L[00:02:12]
Bitches start sweatin' when the pockets swell[00:02:15]
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells[00:02:18]
Stop hey what's that smell [00:02:21]
Someone laced dust all up in my L[00:02:24]
Bitches start sweatin' when the pockets swell[00:02:26]
Let's take it back fourteen billion cells[00:02:29]