On Point House of Pain

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[Intro: Everlast]
Yeah, the House of Pain...

[Verse 1: Everlast]
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'll leave ya 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, 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
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