HOUSE OF PAIN - On Point lyrics

rate me

I'm sick, demented

I came and represented

I rose from the grave

I had a close shave

The cops tried to lock me down

'cause the glock they found

Was stolen

That's how I'm rollin'

Calvin klein's

No friend of mine

So I don't like marky

Or the monarchy

Don't 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 it's time to rock a funky joint

I'm on point

When it's time to rock a funky jam

I'm the man

Well it's the d to the a, double n y bo

Y 'cause I rock shit like ronnie dio

It's a black day of rest

Quick run get your vest

I'm down with the hill

'cause I still got the skill

To turn the party out

It's all about the skyscraper

Your girl caught the vapors

So I might videotape her

I make a lot of the paper

So I don't have to scrape the

Bottom of the barrel

I rock fly apparel

Now I could pull you card

Starting up the harley davidson

I got the gun

So the drama you could save it

Well it's the mad bum rushin'

Funky with percussion

From l.a. to flushing

I get your girlie blushin'

I'll cutcha' like the butcher

But it and joe the writer

The old rock a loop

'cause I'm super like schneider


I'm ill, retarded

So don't 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 punk

With the rhymes in my head

And the beats in my trunk

I got the skill kid

And I'm gonna' milk it

For all it's worth

I'm gettin' mines on earth

So step to the next head

Or like sadat x said

He's gone

And that's how it's supposed to be

Don't stand so close to me


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