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