I'm rollin', rollin', rollin'. Down the road, there ain't no stoppin. Can't put nothing in my way. I'ma keep rollin' to a brighter day. . Good things never come easy.
FABER:. I-I-I'm a rebel, a rebel. On a Saturday night. I'm like a lit stick of dynamite. Lookin' for trouble, for trouble. On a Saturday night. Party 'til the sunrise.
What kind of life is this?. selling off your soul where the profit is. you couldn't kick this cold and you're coughin, Wiz. I'm trynna take control of my world I've been torn from my providence.