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House Of Pain All My Love Back From The Dead Choose Your Poison Come and Get Some O Come and Get Some O This Come And Get Some O\' This Commercial 1 Commercial 2 Danny Boy, Danny Boy Earthquake Fed Up Fed Up Remix Feel It Guess Who Guess Who\'s Back Heart Full of Sorrow House Of Pain And The Rising Sun House Of Pain Anthem I Im a Swing It It Aint a Crime It Aint A Crime (UK Remix) It Ain\'t A Crime I\'m A Swing It Jump Around Jump Around Remix Keep It Comin Keep It Comin\' Killa Rhyme Klik Legend Legend (Extended Mix) Legend (Lethal Dose Remix) Life Goes On No Doubt On Point One For The Road Over There Shit Pass the Jinn Punch Drunk Put On Your Shit Kickers Put Your Head Out Runnin Runnin\' Up On Ya Salutations Same As It Ever Was Shamrocks And Shenanigans Shut the Door Still Gotta Lotta Love The Have Nots Top O Top O the Morning to Ya Top O\' The Morning To Ya What Where I Where Im from Where I\'m From While I Who Who\'s The Man Word Is Bond X Files X-Files

On Point lyrics mp3 by House Of Pain I\'m sick, demented I came unrepresented 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 Rollin\' Stone I leave you sulkin\' Like Macaulay Culkin In Home Alone So Get A Grip Like Stephen 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 [chorus (4x)] 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 BO 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 you car Starting up the Harley Davidson I got the gun So the drama you could save it Well it\'s the mad bum rushin\' Funky with percussion From L.A. to Flushing I get your girlie blushin\' I\'ll cutcha\' like the butcher But it and Joe the writer The old rock a loop \'Cause I\'m super like Schneider [chorus (4x)] I\'m ill, retarded So don\'t ya get me started I might lose my cool Ya lose if we duel \'Cause I can stomp a hole In the sole of a monk 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 it\'s supposed to be Don\'t stand so close to me [chorus (4x)]