House of Pain - On Point paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson 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



Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Eric Schrody


House of Pain - Same As It Ever Was
Album Same As It Ever Was
date de sortie
01-01-1994




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