On Point

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)