Shamrocks and Shenanigans

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