Eye of The Storm

Get ill, no time to chill
Come on !
(Hot ride in my air balloon) (?X)
Come on !
Ride with me shotgun, rock with son
Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned
Come on!
(Hot ride in my air balloon) (?X)
Hot ride in my air balloon
Skipping fast right around the moon
Times made up
There’s no luck when time leaves you
Come on! (3X)
Come oooooon !
Wanna measure my size, I rise above the norm
Urban icon, ridin' on the eye of the storm
Get ill, no time to chill
Come on !
Ride with me shotgun, rock with son
Heads bop to the drums, still shocked and stunned