Alarm clock buzzing, I smack the snooze button.
I choose to relax and do nothing,
get up in the afternoon, $#&@ it. I laugh at you suckers

busting your $$# for loot like absolute muppets.
I hang with rappers and cool rasta's, abuse absolute vodka,
get smashed like a true rocker.

Drive after the zubrowska,
Shoot past a few coppers faster than Schumacker.
I used to get smashed in the school locker,

Now I do shows, and hoes flash me they two knockers.
Rock on Always keep accelerating.
Every day I party and fall asleep at 7 am. Celebrating.


Celebrating, my little life as it lasts.
I love my life, I'm living every minute like it's my last.

I'm $#&@ing Young, I'm strong and I'm tireless.
I'm high on sex and my broad is a lioness.
While you normal guys take orders behind a desk,

you're always replying yes I'm sure that you'll die of stress.
I record and write songs, my office is my adress
I am my own boss, I've always got time to rest. I am blessed.


Listen bro, this is freedom.
I hit the road, head for a distant region.

I kill a show, leave the whole venue screaming,
then I'm heading home, grinning, feeling like a different being.
Rap's my sport and identity, performing's my therapy,

I'll always rhyme merrily 'til I'm 45, steadily.
I'll definitely tour 'til I'm 70.
And when I'll be exhausted, I'll always find energy