Текст песни House Of Pain - On Point
House Of Pain - On Point слова песни
I`m sick, dementedI came to represent itI rose from the graveI had a close shaveThe cops tried to lock me down`cause the gloc they foundwas stolenthats how I`m rollin`Calvin Klein`s no friend of mineSo I don`t like Markyor the monarchydon`t start me up like a rolling stoneor I`ll leave ya sulkin like Maculay Culkin in Home AloneSo get a grip like Steven TylerI used to trip with the divine stylerback in the days there were Irish waysand Irish laws, stand up for the cause(chorus)When it`s time to rock a funky jointI`m on pointWhen it`s time to rock a funky jamI`m the man(Danny Boy)Well it`s the D to the A, double N Y BOY, cause I rock shit like I run it in youIt`s a black day, avenge quick run get the vest ?I`m down with the Hill cause I still got the skillTo turn the party outIts all about the skyscraperYour girl caught the vaporsso I might videotape herI make a lot of papers so I don`t have to scrape thebottom of the barrelI rock fly apparelNow I could pull your carstating up the Harley David - sonI got the gun, so the drama, you could save itWell it`s the mad bum rushin`funky with percussionfrom LA to FlushingI 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, retardedso don`t get me startedI might lose my coolya lose if we docause I can stomp a hole in the soul of a monkwith the rhymes in my head and the beats in my trunkI got skill kidand I run the mill kidfor all its worth, I`m gettin mines on Earthso step to the next heador like Sadat X said`He`s gone and that`s how it flows to beDon`t stand so close to me!`(chorus)