All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.

Flava-Flave and I-C-E
once said somthing that made me 
want to burn my liquer store down to the ground. 
But I just can't leave the pad, cuz I'll surely wind up dead,
'cuz i know there out there out there waiting and watching for me.
Still I got my yellow cat and my wooden baseball bat 
and my shiny silver gat and if my homey my back then I got

All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move
they love her for the kingston sound.

I won't slip, and I won't trip.  Send Matt Vargas to regrip.
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride, in that secret pad where we hide,
there's always lotsa fun stuff to do, 
like relax and design a brand new tatoo.
Play with my cross-word puzzle book, I'm even learning how to cook.

Have you seen that little whore betty?
Someone said she stole my [?]
And if she made off with my last clean ring, 
I'm gonna kill that fuckin' ditch pig.
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad, 
cuz I know your taklin' about me baby, makin' it hard to live.
Cause I, don't want no money dick, don't want no money down.
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town I guess.
Take it nice and easy. 
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me.

All that I need, look at all the love we've found.
I won't run and pull the one jack move,
they love her for the kingston sound.

Baby you wanna give me kisses sweet,
only for one night with no repeat.
Baby you wanna leave and never go,
but the taste of honey is worse than none at all.

There's a steel train comin' through,
I would take it if I could.  And I would not lie to you
because Sunday morning soon will come
when things would be much easier to say
upon the microphone like a boss DJ
when I would work upon the sea like it was dry land.
The boss DJ ain't nothin' but a man.

No trouble no fuss, .. I know why.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.
It's so nice, I wanna hear the same song twice.

Rumours flying all over town, but it's stones and sticks.
'Cause on the microphone is where I go to get my fix.
Just let the lovin' take ahold, 'cause it will if you let it.
I'm funky, not a junky, but I know where to get it.

(Chorus)

Oo-we girl, oo-we girl
There really ain't no time to waist, really ain't no time to hate.
Ain't got no time to waist, time to hate.
Really ain't time to make the time go away.
So mister DJ, don't the music, I wanna know,
Are you feelin' the same way too?
I wanna rock with you girl, oo-girl.
Don't stop.

(Chorus)