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Lyric Shamrocks And Shenanigans


Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (a little louder)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (everbody)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)

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 Senora,
Are you a whore or are you a lady?
Is it Erica Boyer or Marsha Brady?
Let me know, hon...the deed ll get done,
Just assume the position,
I ll take my rod an then I ll go fishin
I ll get yer river flowin ,
I m always in the knowin an
When it comes to givin pleasure...
I m every woman s treasure.
I came to work yer body, so let me do my job.
I never been laid off, my rhymin skills paid off,
Cause now I m makin records, now I m makin tapes,
Steady bustin suckers an virgins like grapes,
Makin all the pape s, scoopin up the loot,
Puttin suckers on the run, pull my gun an then I shoot.
I never been a front, I never been a fraud,
I got a natural skill, for that I thank the Lord,
Cause I feel blessed, I m casually dressed,
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 Shalock Lock Boom

Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (a little louder)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (everbody)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)

Breaker! Breaker! Here comes the caper
Straight with the tape, the lyric skyscraper,
Hit ya like the Lyrical Murderer,
I know ya think I have, but, yo, I never heard o ya!
Just because ya heard o me, kid,
Fuck around with D ya do the life-time bid,
I ll put ya in the dirt, an leave yer ass for dead
When it comes to tools, D 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,
Cause I breathe doom I got the Boom Shalock Lock Boom

Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (a little louder)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (everbody)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)

I rock mad styles, I hop turnstyles,
I rock all mics, I last all night,
I puff fat blunts, I rock fine stunts,
Step up bold, I ll knock out ya 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,
Ya can t be down, punk, get off my dick,
Ya make me sick...like Strawberry Quik
You re style is whack, you ain t the mack,
So, yo step back, get off the crack
An sing a new tune like Boom Shalock Lock Boom!

Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (a little louder)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (everbody)
Boom Shalock Lock Boom (alright now)