Im sick, demented
I came unrepresented
I rose from the grave
I had a close shave
The cops tried to lock me down
cause the glock they found
Was stolen
Thats how Im rollin
Calvin kleins
No friend of mine
So I dont like marky
Or the monarchy
Dont start me up like a rollin stone
I leave you sulkin
Like macaulay culkin
In home alone
So get a grip
Like stephen tyler
I used to trip
With the divine styler
Back in the days
There were irish ways
And irish laws
To stand up for the cause


When its time to rock a funky joint
Im on point
When its time to rock a funky jam
Im the man

Well its the d to the a, double n y bo
Y cause I rock shit like ronnie dio
Its a black day of rest
Quick run get your vest
Im down with the hill
cause I still got the skill
To turn the party out
Its all about the skyscraper
Your girl caught the vapors
So I might videotape her
I make a lot of the paper
So I dont have to scrape the
Bottom of the barrel
I rock fly apparel
Now I could pull you car
Starting up the harley davidson
I got the gun
So the drama you could save it
Well its the mad bum rushin
Funky with percussion
From l.a. to flushing
I get your girlie blushin
Ill cutcha like the butcher
But it and joe the writer
The old rock a loop
cause Im super like schneider



Im ill, retarded
So dont ya get me started
I might lose my cool
Ya lose if we duel
cause I can stomp a hole
In the sole of a monk
With the rhymes in my head
And the beats in my trunk
I got the skill kid
And Im gonna milk it
For all its worth
Im gettin mines on earth
So step to the next head
Or like sadat x said
Hes gone
And thats its supposed to be
Dont stand so close to me

House of Pain - On Point

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