president I would have sex in the oval office Then lie about it all over town I'd put TV cameras in the Lincoln bedroom So the whole nation could watch Rock
Don't just, don't sit down I'm wanting this to be A super natural flood of life And not just make believe Singing about what's real to me Gasping for
Here comes a time in every mans life When he grows hair where it used to be bare I know you're feeling weird, but you should be happy You don't have
payment in cash last fucking time i was stupid fucking enough to take that money - i'm gonna rock your fucking world to take that money - i'm gonna rock
I dig rock and roll music and I love to get the chance to play (And sing it) I figure it's about the happiest sound goin' down today The message may not
So called Mr. Rock & Roll Is dancing on his own again Talking on his phone again To someone who tells him that his balance is low He?s got nowhere to
-enough evergy to amputate your feet Greater insulator microphone dominator My name is Coll J, manipulator innovator Connoisseur, I'm sure my percussion will excite These bells are gonna rock all night Rock
of the jam you'll rock I'm a lyrical game on the heels of fame And the world is glad that Cool J came You'll rock Now I'm a dedicate this rhyme to my
me every time it hits me I've got a rock 'n' roll, I've got a rock 'n' roll heart I've got, you've got a rock 'n' roll heart I've got, you've got a
rock, I like to rock Ooh, I like to rock Some like it hot, baby I like it, you like it I like to rock, I like to rock
You say you've been feeling weaker, weaker by the day You say you can't make the joy of you're Salvation stay But good things come to them that wait,
no They were listening to music, and their voices were low And he looks a lot like someone that you and I both know Who? Well, I saw Santa rockin'
Mister, I spit on your intentions Well, I got reason and reason's all I need And Mister, I spit on your protection Stroke by the madness I'm about to
comes the helicopter -- second time today Everybody scatters and hopes it goes away How many kids they've murdered only God can say If I had a rocket
and Bert Like, ooh, nigga, I'm burnin' up She said, ooh, nigga, I'm burnin' up Meth got the weed, we can burn it up I told the D.J., nigga, turn it
I lost control Of my rock 'n' roll I lost control Of my rock 'n' roll And do you think a boy like me Could have a chance with a girl like you? I like
I make rock 'n' roll records I sell 'em for a dime I make my living and feed my children All in good time The blues, they go for a quarter Guaranteed
If I had me a rocket I'd fly off to the moon If I had me a rocket, boy I'd fly off to the moon It's gettin' so crowded here I can't find no room People