Songtexte:
Jam Saturday S Kids

on the way These are the real creatures That time has forgot Not given a thought, it's the system Hate the system, what's the system? Saturday's kids

of beer and wait for half time results, Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite - chat up the girls - they dig it! Saturday's girls work in Tesco's and Woolworths

of beer and wait for half time results, Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite - chat up the girls - they dig it! Saturday's girls work in Tesco's and Woolworths

give the goods up Ya'll done pushed up, past the point of no return It's Meth's turn, so roll that shit up and let's burn I heard Philly got the best '

d but he's not home Drop another quarter into the phone Call busta rhymes, what's up my man? (having a party, understand? ) Where's dinco d, you know, the d? (here's

rollin' wit? Method spits fire (Fire) The roof's on (Fire) My crew's on (Fire) Method spits fire (Fire) The roof's on (Fire) My crew's on (Fire) M

still I was fearless and focused on being the dopest MC alive It's '85, LL's on Def Jam with the best jam And Whodini's on job Man you know I had to survive

D but he's not home Drop another quarter into the phone Call Busta Rhymes, what's up my man? (Having a party, understand?) Where's Dinco D, you know, the D? (Here's

Red, you're a sucker, you didn't play my first jam 'cause you're down with the kids I slammed You skinny ET! Nobody can beat me! And BDP, or MPE Poet's