On Point (Beatminerz instrumental) Songtext
von House of Pain

Yeah, House of Pain

I′m sick, demented, I came and represented
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 Rolling Stone
I leave you sulkin′ like Macaulay 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, 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, B-O-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 your card, starting up the Harley-Davidson
I got the gun, so the drama, you could save it

Well, it′s the mad bum Russian, funky with percussion
From L.A. to Flushing, I get your girlie blushin'
I'll cut ya like the butcher, but it ain′t Joe the Biter
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 get me started
I might lose my cool, you′ll lose if we duel
'Cause I can stomp a hole in the soul of a punk
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 how it's supposed to be"
Don′t stand so close to me ′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)