Come on, come on...
Come on, come on
All those Saturdays,
When kids go out and play,
Yo I was up in my room
I let the stereo blaze,
Wasn't faded,
Not jaded,
Just a kid with a pad and pen and a big imagination.
All this
I seek,
I find,
Push the envelope to the line.
Make it,
Break it,
Take it
Until I'm overrated.
Click, click, boom.
I'm coming down on the stereo,
Hear me on the radio,
Click, click, boom.
I'm coming down with a new style
And you know it's buck wild.
Click, click, boom
I'm on the radio station
Touring round the nation,
Leaving the scene in devastation.
I can see it in my mind,
I can see it in their eyes.
It's close enough to touch it now
But far away enough to die.
What the hell is wrong with me?
My mom and dad weren't perfect,
But still you don't hear no crying ass bitching from me,
Like there seems to be on everybody's CD
So just sit back and relax and let me have your head for a minute,
I can show you something in it,
That has yet to be presented,
Oh yeah!
Click, click, boom.
I'm coming down on the stereo,
Hear me on the radio,
Click, click, boom.
I'm coming down with a new style
And you know it's buck wild.
Click, click, boom
I'm on the radio station
Touring round the nation,
Leaving the scene in devastation.
Why have I clouded up my mind?
Why's my mother always right?
And will I make it 'til the end
Or will I crawl away and die?
Click, click, boom. [4x]
All those Saturday
When kids go out and play
Yo I was up in my room
I let the stereo blaze
On Saturdays
When kids go out and play,
I was up in my room
I let the stereo blaze
It's all inside of me,
It's all inside of me.
It's all inside of me.
It's all inside of my head.
It's all inside of me.
It's coming over me.
It's all inside of me,
It's all inside my head.
Click, click, boom
I'm coming down on the stereo
Hear me on the radio.
Click, click, boom
I'm coming down with a new style
And you know it's buck wild.
[x4:]
Everybody, everybody come on.
Come on, come on.
Everybody come on.
Click, click, boom
Come on, come on...
Come on, come on
All those Saturdays,
When kids go out and play,
Yo I was up in my room
I let the stereo blaze,
Wasn't faded,
Not jaded,
Just a kid with a pad and pen and a big imagination.
All this
I seek,
I find
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