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On Point
House Of Pain

Date Added: 2004-12-21 10:48:22

I'm sick demented
i came to represent it
i rose from the grave
i had a close shave
the cops tried to lock me down
'cause the gloc they found
was stolen
thats 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 rolling stone
or i'll leave ya sulkin like maculay culkin in home alone
So get a grip like steven tyler
i used to trip with the divine styler
back in the days there were irish ways
and irish laws, stand up for the cause
(chorus)
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
(danny boy)
well it's the d to the a, double n y bo
y, cause i rock shit like i run it in you
it's a black day, avenge quick run get the vest ?
i'm 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 papers so i don't have to scrape the
bottom of the barrel
i rock fly apparel
now i could pull your car
stating up the harley david - son
i got the gun, so the drama, you could save it
Well it's the mad bum rushin'
funky with percussion
from la to flushing
i get your girlie blushin'
i'll cutcha like a butcher,
well it ain't joe the writer (?)
the old rock a loop cause i'm super like schneider
(chorus)
I'm ill, retarded
so don't get me started
i might lose my cool
ya lose if we do
cause i can stomp a hole in the soul of a monk
with the rhymes in my head and the beats in my trunk
i got skill kid
and i run the mill kid
for all its 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 flows to be
don't stand so close to me!'
(chorus)


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