On Point — текст песни (House Of Pain)

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)