probably never understand (Pollution). You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear. (Pollution). I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill. (Pollution). You preach the noise
Chorus. Sometimes I want to get away from all the confusion. Causin' pollution. I know you wish you could run away from this institution. Cause there's no solution, to survive Another day when
up some hands. All my fans im in trouble uh-oh. Down sauf dpollution man go down. Well I make up noise like pots and pans. Dey shuld put my voice on a ice cream van. Dat way da streets wnt b
When I saw you standing there. I bout fell out my chair. And when you moved your mouth to speak. I felt the blood go to my feet. Now it took time for me to know. what you tried so not to show. Now som
I would like to throw 'Rock Box' in the start of this one. Run D, Run D M C". Here wego again What's it all about?. What's it all about?. What's it all about?. What's it all about? Livin' in the
