Released on July 28, 1992

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[Intro]

("She won't come, just when you want it")


[Verse 1: Everlast]

Ya see, I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun

You wanna fight, then step up and we'll get it on

You'll get a right to the grill, I'm white and I ill

A descendant of Dublin with titanic skill

I ducked and I swing, next thing, your jaw's broken

Punk, I ain't jokin', you can bet you'll be chokin'

On a fist full of nuttin, meanwhile I'll be puffin'

On a fat blunt, what punk? You don't know the half

Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh

These Irish eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin'

The House of Pain is pumpin', start jumpin'

Freak it, funk it, back seat trunk it

If you can't get wit it, you'll wind up sweatin' it

Then you'll get a beaten just like an egg

It's so hard to run when ya got a broken leg

But we can have a run off, the House of Pain'll come off

We got the cake that you're tryin' to get a crumb off

The Irish stylie, the Celtic jazz

No one has it, just us, that's it

If you try to take it, I got a big shillelagh

I don't have dreads, 'cause I shave my head daily

You call me a skinhead, I call you a pinhead

Yo, where you been man? Just like the Tin Man

You got no heart, here comes the good part

I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck 'em down

No fuckin' around


[Pre-Chorus: Everlast]

Homeboy, ya get clowned like Krusty

Trust me, you shouldn't play

And by the way

[Chorus: Everlast & "Cheech and Chong" scratches]

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("Hey, are you giving us a hassle, man?")


[Verse 2: Everlast]

Greetings, salutations

Peace to the Nations of Zulu and Islam

Crack a bottle, rev the throttle

Put the gear in, now you're steerin'

Like Mario Andretti, so let me kick it

'Cause I can make a wicked noise like a cricket

Rubbin' his legs, my rhymes are like eggs

Allow I keep layin' 'em, I keep sayin' 'em

This is the House of Pain, we're far from plain

But we're not fancy, Ron and Nancy

So "Just Say No", but I say go

Straight to hell, I kiss and tell


[Pre-Chorus: Everlast]

So if you're a ho, all my friends know

What ya gotta say? Let's hit the hay

And have no delay, and yo, by the way

[Chorus: Everlast & "Cheech and Chong" scratches]

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("Hey, are you giving us a hassle, man?")


[Interlude]

[Verse 3: Everlast & Danny Boy]

"Extra Extra!" read all about it

How could you doubt it?

Now scream and shout it

The House of Pain, soon will reign

Over the Hip-Hop scene in white, gold, and green

I rip shit and backflip like a Jedi

I roll with the groove and I'm smooth, and you can bet I

Come correct and get respect when I'm flowin'

Collectin' my dough, I got your girlfriend hoin'

And how do I know that she's sprung?

I know she's sprung, 'cause yo, the D's hung

Like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid like Sony

[Pre-Chorus: Danny Boy & Everlast]

So never ever try to play me out like a phony

'Cause I can get real

Thick like a bowl of Malt-O-Meal

And by the way

[Chorus: Everlast & "Cheech and Chong" scratches]

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("What's the hassle, man?")

Top o' the mornin' to ya

("Hey, are you giving us a hassle, man?")