Blueprint

If my moves could match these words
And my heart beat like those drums
I wouldn't feel the weight of the New Year

I keep wishing time would stop
So I could figure some shit out
I'd make a blueprint of what I plan to do here

'Cause by next year, if I regret another birthday
Then I ain't going about things the right way
I got a voice on my left, I got a voice on my right
Lately I've been falling on the devil's side

Hit the street, on your feet
Don't retreat, let's go
Never regret getting old

Hit the street, on your feet
Don't retreat, let's go
Never assume what you're told

Well, I ain't gonna fear the New Year
I ain't gonna fear the New Year
I ain't gonna fear the New Year
I ain't gonna fear the New Year.