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 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' on my load like Maculay 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 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-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 rushin', funky with percussion

From L.A. to Flushing, I get your girlie blushin'

I'll cutcha' like "The Butcher" but it ain't Joe "The Writer"

The old rock a loop 'cause I'm super like Schneider

CHORUS (4x)

I'm ill, retarded, so don't get me started

I might lose my cool ya lose if we duel

'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 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