Verse 1:
I remember writing rhymes in the 3rd grade
It seems like that shhhh was only yesterday
And I could see it goin down in the first place
Surfin on the chart waves ok
The liberty costs when you're roughen up the music scene
500000 records sold that's gold mane
the corporate sponsors covered up the murdered out van
sony plasma big screen tv
Chorus:
Forgive me god I sold my soul
To the devil for this microphone
Lord I'm havin so much fun
Fightin the battle til the battle's won
Verse 2:
I'm fornicating with this track on this earth day
It's straight rock and it's driven by the Murf bass
We slow the clock cause it's not at a good pace
I hate to be the one to tell you... it ain't yer place
So totally down governing sound shoveling all the verbs
Advocated positive vibes in a sea of words
Rockin this position with a gifted sense of sound
And I'm gonna be here when it goes down
Chorus:
Forgive me god I sold my soul
To the devil for this microphone
Lord I'm havin so much fun
Fightin the battle til the battle's won
Oh my god I sold my soul
For the bottle and this microphone
Lord I never had so much fun
Fightin the battle til the battle's won
Verse 3:
On the top of the planet we standin live with the music we use it right when when we do it we loose it tight
And the cannon we stand in can be like 5 hundred bandits gone crazy breaking the windows a crazy riot
And we shaking the party the very thing that we started and it's a game that we mastered here it tonight
If you don't use it you loose it give me the time to get boozy and woozy using the gift I've been given right
Chorus:
Forgive me god I sold my soul
To the devil for this microphone
Lord I'm havin so much fun
Fightin the battle til the battle's won
Oh my god I sold my soul
For the bottle and this microphone
Lord I never had so much fun
Fightin the battle til the battle's won
It'll be it'll be it'll be it'll be live