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On Point
16,446
Hip-Hop/Rap
On Point was released on June 24, 1994 by Tommy Boy Music, LLC as a part of the album Same as It Ever Was
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Release DateJune 24, 1994
LabelTommy Boy Music, LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM104

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
House of Pain
House of Pain
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erik Schrody
Erik Schrody
Composer
Leor Dimant
Leor Dimant
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lethal
Lethal
Producer
D.J. Muggs
D.J. Muggs
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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)
Written by: Erik Schrody, Larry Muggerud
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