ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Click Click Boom
On those Saturdays, when kids go out and play, yo I was VP in my room I let the stereo blaze, wasn�t faded, not jaded, just a kid with a pad and pen and a big imagination. All this, I seek, I find I push the envelope to the line, make it, break it, take it, until I�m overrated.
Click, Click Boom. I�m coming down on the stereo, hear me on the radio, click, click boom. I�m coming down with the new style and you know it�s buck wild. Click, Click Boom I�m on the radio station touring round the nation, leaving the scene in devastation.
I can see it in my mind, I can see it in their eyes. It�s close enough to touch it now, but far away enough to die. Click, Click Boom. What the hell is wrong with me? My mom and dad weren�t perfect, but still you don�t hear no cryin ass bitchin from me, like there seems to be on everybody�s CD so just sit back and relax and let me have your head for a minute, I can show you something in it, that has yet to be presented, oh yeah!
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Why have I clouded up my mind, why�s my mother always right, and will I make it? Fill the end or will I crawl away and die. Click, Click, Boom. Click, Click Boom. Click, Click Boom. Click, Click Boom. On those Saturday when kids go out and play yo I was VP in my room I let the stereo blaze on Saturdays when kids go out and play, I was VP in my room I let the stereo blaze its all inside of me, its all inside of me. It�s coming over me. It�s all inside of me, it�s all inside my head. Click, Click Boom I�m coming down on the stereo hear me on the radio. Click Click Boom I�m comin down with the new style you know it�s buck wild. Everybody, Everybody come on. Click Click Boom
