Round & Round

Destination is final

No more space on the walkway

Cause we're rougher than rough

And broader than Broadway

When the going gets tough

We get tough without showing

Fly past and show them the deuces

Two fingers up like foreplay

The wheels on the bus go round and round

Full speed ahead

We ain't gonna gear down

Try put a spanner in the works

Sorry, that didn't work out

We're still collecting cheques

Just check the account

And the work don't stop

The wheels on the bus go round and round

Full speed ahead

We ain't gonna gear down

Try put a spanner in the works

Sorry, that didn't work out

We're still collecting cheques

Just check the account

And the work don't stop

Yo, fresh out the packet

They should've kept man in a straitjacket

Wile and savage, do a lot of damage

Gang's gonna travel in a horse and carriage

Trample the planet, total package

My footdem are tough like granite

No rest for the wicked

When I'm looking for the food, man turn satanic

I'll make some bumbahole panic

Run for the door, watch, steal and slam it

The wheels on the bus go round and round

My juggernaut runs straight through traffic

Relentless, we don't need no label to back it

Never gear down, keep that in 'matic

Burn rubber like no other

We're in the fast lane and they can't hack it

The wheels on the bus go round and round

Full speed ahead

We ain't gonna gear down

Try put a spanner in the works

Sorry, that didn't work out

We're still collecting cheques

Just check the account

And the work don't stop

The wheels on the bus go round and round

Full speed ahead

We ain't gonna gear down

Try put a spanner in the works

Sorry, that didn't work out

We're still collecting cheques

Just check the account

And the work don't stop

Dumping, I'm a dumper, yeah, I'm dumping out

Part of the new reign, who let the thunder out?

And the way that I come with electric lines

You would've thought it was underground

I go blind in the booth, watch me now

And the reason I do well's cause I like a loose girl

When it comes to the beat, you know I don't fuck around

I go hard for ages, I never been a minute man

In due course, I run through the tings like brute force

I run through walls like I was demolition man

See, I never really have

Ever run out of gas like everybody has

Yeah, man, I move forwards and I move everybody back

And I move everybody back

Forwards and I move everybody back

And I move everybody back

Forwards and I move everybody back

And I move everybody back

Forwards and I move everybody back

And I move everybody back

Forwards and I move everybody back