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

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

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



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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 why BO

why, 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



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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!'



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