1] When I turn a out, all hands is in the air say it's chill, New York throw chairs The punk funk sound to make a sane man rush the stage, faggots cold dip Low to avoid the caps and
By the at the B-boy shows Wit the cops trying to control the But they can't, crank "So what'cha saying" pumping loud I don't wanna it to be totally Blows are thrown, heads are flown Pan Am Brothers off like the son of Sam and The bass to thump It don't wanna it to be hardcore
2] You want to me that's fine You'll my ass and that's fine I'll walk away yeah that's But I'll get all you Its ok to pretend gay
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3] It's fine to sip on a Cooler in the summer Dress warmer in the time I know you're so put on your coat You're not so hardcore
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It's fine to sip on a in the summer time
By the at the B-boy shows (ohhhh) Wit the cops trying to the crowd (the crowd) But they can't, systems crank "So saying" pumping loud (very loud) I wanna it to be totally hardcore (hardcore...) Blows are thrown, heads are like Pan Am (ohhh) licking off like the son of Sam and (aahhhh) The bass continues to (continues to thump) It don't it to be totally hardcore (hardcore...)