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of sweet youth our
Days of heaven were spent

Giving that heaven away
Giving that heaven away
Rock 'n' Roll, and freeing your soul, and
Giving that heaven
soul
A rebel armada - Kettering, Granada
It ain't my fault that I never grew up - I got bitten by your bug
And I still love rock 'n' roll, I still
"I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the.. I'm the.."

[Chorus]
"I'm the king of.."  "rock and roll!"
"I'm the king of.."  "rock and roll!"
"I'm the king
on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine
Signs of a soul gone solo
Robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by
a glance from the clientele
Your coffee black as well,
Hair blond as hell
Cast the runes against your own soul
Roll up for the underpants show
And be humbled
love
I want your soul
Come on baby, let's have a good time

Lalalalalalalala
Sweet Rock'n'Roll
soul
A rebel armada - Kettering, Granada
It ain't my fault that I never grew up - I got bitten by your bug
And I still love rock 'n' roll, I still
Saw em drop it like it 
Was way too hot and too fast
For hip hop doo wop rock or bop
Ain't here to hurt you
Don't hang in them circles
Government
Call my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black Helicopters
Smash a teleprompter blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital nurse blow
Souls black as
But it's nothing for the children of God to fight
We wrestle not with flesh and blood
But with the principalities of darkness
So
Call my Dusk wildin I rapped any time for Black Helicopters
Smash a teleprompter blast in front the Black Sabbath concert
First role hospital nurse blow
bottles of Perinon

So for life it's murder
Ice burners, stacks and trucks
We after bucks, mother fucker!

Murder INC.

[Black Child]
Murder INC.'s
niggaz holdin' they rolls
Corners leave souls opened and closed, hopin' for mo'
We know where to go, niggaz rollin' in droves
They shoot the wrong way,
rock

I said one, two, three, four
Tell me Albert Brown, what are you waiting for?

[Hi-C]
I said a hip, hop, the hippie
The hippie dibby hip hop
rock
I said one, two, three, four
Tell me Albert Brown, what are you waiting for?

[Hi-C]
I said a hip, hop, the hippie
The hippie dibby hip hop
but they all just wick-wick-wack
I'm not white or red or black, I'm brown
From the Boogie Down
Productions, of course our music be thumping
Others
'n roll when babies can't eat food
Listen homie man that shit ain't cool

It's like Dollar Day for New Orleans
It's water water everywhere
man I dig U2
But if you ain't about the ghetto then fuck you too
Who care bout rock 'n roll when babies can't eat food
Listen homie man that shit ain't
Cause I will rock say immediately
That's why I'm chillin in the L-I-N-D, E with the N
with the MC street
You will agree it's me, cause I rock a funky
[repeat 2X]
Do you believe, in rock'n'roll?
Cause if you do it'll save your soul
It helps you gain when you lose control
If you believe in rock'n'roll
y'all, a-gimme whatcha got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four, tell me, Wonder Mike
What are you waiting for?

I said
whatever fee or publicity never lose your integrity
For years there's been surprise horses in this stable
Just two albums in I'm the realest nigga on this
on Caribbean riffs
See last night's change was today's dough money
No time for your freestyles so roll money
No more whack albums with two joints
No more
whatever
Corns and crab n****z - they roll together
What up tash?  Black hash, we invented the spaz
High like sixteen n****z over ten bags
Real n
today's doe money
No time for your freestyles so roll money
No more whack albums with two joints
No more ballplayin' rappers who shoot ya two points
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