Shamrocks and Shenanigans House of Pain

[Verse 1: Everlast]
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, Señora
Are you a whore or are you a lady?
Is it Erica Boyer or Marcia Brady?
Let me know hon, the deed'll get done
Just assume the position
I'll take my rod and then I'll go fishin'
I'll get your river flowin'
I'm always in the knowin'
It comes to givin' pleasure
I'm every woman's treasure
I came to work your body, so let me do my job
I've never been laid off, my rhyming skill paid off
'Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes
Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes
Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot
Putting suckers on the run, pull my gun and 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
I 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