the two of us had the nerve to say Lets run away Throw your things in the car Who needs common sense When we got rock on the radio You sing the songs
make a Rap record that had the pace of a slow song Quiet a storm chillin' while the fire is warm You and your girl with this record on Your radio or
pimpin' sluts That's what i do, nigga all the time Get rotation on 97.9, that's The Box Nigga got a TV sitcom on Fox Used to be on blocks, slangin' rocks
a shame with no education No inspiration, no destination But now my occupation is to do what I like Keep the crowd moving and rock the mic 'cause if I don't rock
time on my hands HERTZ, FRANZ, MAYOR We'll rid this city ENSEMBLE Too much time on my hands HERTZ, FRANZ, MAYOR Of rock and roll! COMPANY too much time on
