Shamrocks And Shenanigans (Boom Shalock

<br>I kicks the flava like Steven King writes horror<br>If I was a Jew then I`d light a menorah, I got rhymes for ya<br>Excuse me senora, are you a whore or are you a lady<br>Is it Erica Boyare or Marcia Brady<br>Let me know hon, the deed`ll get done<br>Just assume the position and I`ll take my rod<br>And then I`ll go fishin`, I`ll get your river flowin`<br>When it comes to givin` pleasure I`m every woman`s treasure<br>I came to work your body, so let me do my job<br>I`ve never been laid off, my rhymin` skill paid off<br>`Cause now I`m makin` records, now I`m makin` tapes<br>Steady bustin` suckers in bunches like grapes<br>Makin` all the papes, scoopin` up the loot<br>Puttin` suckers on the run pull my gun and then I shoot<br>I never been a front, I never been a fraud<br>I gotta natural skill, for that I thank the Lord<br>`Cause I feel blessed, I`m casually dressed<br>I always got my gun but I never wear a vest<br>I`m quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw<br>From the cartoon boom sha lock lock boom<br><br>CHORUS<br>Boom sha lock lock boom, all right now<br>Boom sha lock lock boom, a little louder<br>Boom sha lock lock boom, everybody<br>Boom sha lock lock boom, all right now<br><br>Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper<br>Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper<br>Hit ya like a lyrical murderer<br>I know ya think I have, but yo, I never heard of ya<br>Just because you heard of me kid<br>Fuck around until you do the lifetime bid<br>I`ll put you in the dirt, and leave your ass for dead<br>When it comes to tools T`s the sharpest in the shed<br>`Cause I`m the 55 Cadilac king, It ain`t no thing<br>My car don`t ring, we`ll bust you in the crib<br>I got the skill, you gots to chill<br>`Cause I bring doom I got the boom sha lock lock boom<br><br>CHORUS<br><br>I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles<br>I rock all mics, I last all night<br>I puff fat blunts, I rock fine scunts<br>Step up bold I`ll knock out your gold fronts<br>Everlast, that`s my name<br>My unique rhyme style`s my claim to fame<br>The House of Pain`s the name of my clique<br>You can`t be down, punk, get off my dick<br>You make me sick, like strawberry Quick<br>Your style is wack, you ain`t the mac<br>So yo step back, get off the crack<br>And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom<br><br>CHORUS