Lyrics On Point - House of Pain
I′m
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
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
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
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
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
car
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
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
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
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
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
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
monk
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
it′s
supposed
to
be
Don't
stand
so
close
to
me
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
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
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
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
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