n9ne I got the whole planet rocking with me Whole planet Rocking like this [chorus x2] Make that ass hop Don't stop Down south biancs Make the planet rock
everything Sorry N' Shit La La la You see my better game Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA I'm Like whatever man Sorry N' Shit I say Sorry N Shit, we say sorry n
about my peers Put the pump in the back of the Benz Quick better tell all your friends It's Potluck and Tech N9ne rockin' again And we rockin M-O with
butt naked, we don't need that Shut down yo' circuit, watch me, kid Fuckin' work it overtime rhymer Don't bite my shit, bite piranha, fuck rock n' roll
time of my life, Bacardi on ice Live from Los Angeles, it's Saturday night While others staty tight we're looking for some parties to crash I never bounce, rock
We love the reggae and jazz, the rock n' roll can be cool Alternative too, we love the rhythm and blues But I'm a hip-hop baby, from the heart I never
(Chorusx2:Layzie and Krayzie) We love the Reggae and Jazz, some Rock n Roll can be cool. alternative 2, we love the Rythm and Blues. But I'm a Hip
[Chorus] New York city knows how to party New York city knows how to party New York city keep it rockin they keep it rockin [Maino] Roll up in the club
coming home Oh make me feel good rock 'n' roll band I'm your biggest fan California, I'm coming home Oh it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets
wiggle your behind Singin' on n' n' on n' on n' on The beat don't stop until the break of dawn Singin' on n' n' on n' on on n' on Rock rock yall throw
the street with her brand new kit Well, she's walkin' down the street, she met an undertaker He tried to burry her new shudebakers Well, she went to a rock 'n' roll party
Gunpowder philosopher what some boy feel like I made the list this year I'm on a roll, you ain't know East African rock 'n roll You don't know what time
want my throw-it-all-away I?m throwing them out It?s a wonder that you wait Lawsuits, diamonds, guns 'n' rubies Baby au revoir You rock 'n' roll bitches
be gone, no quest-ion School yard parties, fourty-four-four Seventy West and East, don't get it F in streets Style shows like sandals, pumps get handled
did Charlie, It's T.O.N.Y.Y.A.Y.O., My whole clique got doe, my Os on the fly hole, C4s, we fly on linz, And my rocks lookin like, Flex likes yo' benz
gangstas party What chu know about Ferrari or Cadillac Escalade Or bitches on Ecstasy, sexy Eat, sleep, eat and watch freaks eat freaks Throw it up, put it down for the streets
crew in the area The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense Gettin' men lynched to win tits I'm killin' infants for ten cents 'Cause I'm a street genius