Louder than the DJ Louder, louder, louder than the DJ Faster, faster, faster than the airwaves Someone said a long time ago Rock 'n' roll would never grow old She still got the fire left in her bones The lights go down, the crowd explodes The party's

I'm gonna watch you These rocks they hold heat Pools of water cool your feet As you walk you believe Every part of the dream You walk into the world you make You lose yourself but you find your way We turn so slow I know it's hard to wait

I'm getting drunk on a plane Buyin' drinks for everybody But the pilot, it's a party Got this 737 rocking like a G6 Stewardess is somethin' sexy Leanin' pourin' Coke and whiskey Told her about my condition Got a little mile-high flight attention It's

But tonight I'm gonna give in one last time Rock you strong in these arms of mine Forget all the regrets that are bound to follow We're like fire and gasoline We only bring each other tears and sorrow I'm gonna let you go and walk away Like every day I

Gon' make me broke The way you make that tushy roll No I ain't wearin' no cape baby Way you make that tushy roll Betty Crocker, got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though But tonight I'm your hero (I know, I know) Say she wanna get up Want a nigga

It's still rock and roll to me Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing? "Can't you tell that your tie's too wide?" Maybe I should buy some old tab collars? "Welcome

I'm going back to my roots Another day, another door Another high, another low Rock bottom, rock bottom, rock bottom I know it's gotta go like this, I know Hell will always come before you grow Trouble found me, trouble found me Don't throw stones at me

Baby, I ain't got no time for you (No Time, No Time) I gotta keep it all the way 100 I'm to busy chasing money Is you fucking with me? I'm really in the streets I don't want you to leave But if I gotta choose No, I ain't got no time for you So what am I

Shoot us a spot, run from the cops, fuck on a thot Go rob the spot, go buy a watch Young nigga shit, we all we got (4 Hunnid) Buy a drop, whip it then rock, stash the dope White in my sock, I hope my ex get hit by a car Fuck that bish, yeah I'ma burn

Ridin' 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar Brother I'm hell on wheels Got the booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license