Lyrics:
to be down with the king!
The wanted man from the wanted clan
Wanted by every fan from across the land
Not a G.A.N.G from off the street
R. and U.N. D.M.C
power
You not welcome in my trap house if you're selling powder
That my favorite movie, but nah I can't touch that blow
Never will I let my downfall be
the goddesses
And baby boy it's a crowded hey
Whoa
Never can be whatever was, if it really was
Say you will if you really will, if you really want
Never can be
the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
Rock star lifestyle might not give up
Wakin' up next to different bitches
Nine times out of ten I probably won't miss her
Niggas want the juice so
work or play, our world is free
Be what you be, so be
Rock, rock to Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock, rock to Planet Rock, don't stop
You're in
Yeah come with the bounce
Roll it up yeah smoke by the ounce
Got the good vibes all on the house
Got an issue? Yeah I'm airing it out
Woah
20 to my
song
My young homeboy heard me rap
And said he had way more freaks than that
So I told him like this: they might be freakin'
But, boy, you never had
rock and roll star
I want to grow up
I want to be
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Yeah
I want to grow up
I want to be a big rock and roll
rock and roll star
I want to grow up
I want to be
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Yeah
I want to grow up
I want to be a big rock and roll
rock and roll star
I want to grow up
I want to be
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Yeah
I want to grow up
I want to be a big rock and roll
rock and roll star
I want to grow up
I want to be
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Yeah
I want to grow up
I want to be a big rock and roll
but you've got to show peace
If you want to know peace"
It was rock 'n roll street beat poetry
I said "I weep for the grief overloading me"
He said "All
rights will be mine
I'll make you a star, a rock star, super star
I'll make you a star, a rock star, super star
Hey Agent look I've signed that paper
Go
Or he'll have a melody idea obviously
He produces everything
So he really hones in on making
Sure everything is exactly how he
Wants it to be 'Cause, when I
Tell 'em it's gonna be a rock and roll weekend.
Rock and roll weekend, rock and roll.
Check your watch it's gettin time,
Flash by the mirror, make
Ooh, Lord we're gonna rock it all tonight.
It's gonna be a rock and roll weekend
Eight o'clock's when the show begins.
Get on the phone, call up
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
This is my mother fucking house, eh I'm by the front door
Here about a blond haired bitch name Sisco
She'll do anything for daddy man the bitch go
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
got Snoop Dogg, in the house tonight)
Whatchu wanna do? (with the homeboy JD)
You wanna get down? (ah get down, get down)
Whatchu wanna do? (ahh ha
And if it get good tell your nigga throw your 'bows
'Cause we are so ghetto
Yes we are rock and roll
Yes we are so ghetto
Yes we are rock and roll
a siren
All this noise but nothing will happen
Hazy
In a blurry cloud of stars it's getting spacey
Mixing tropical with odd why you so shady
Hiding from
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