Lyrics

We are a new generation with our own dreams and ambitions We won't live in that old routine life of sticking to traditions We choose to pave another route that'll lead us to the top We make our own reservations and we reserve the right to rock We reserve the right to accept and to refuse We reserve the right to be able to choose Wе reserve the right to put you all in shock We reserve the right, ha huh, we reserve the right to rock Who says we gotta be like a regular guy Go to work on a train in a suit and tie Make money, raise a family, retire, and die And leave his wife and kids on SSI Or stay in books if that's your station Be in school seven years after graduation Get a bachelor's degree, a PhD A B.A. but sorry, no J-O-B For some that's good, but as for us There's nothing that we'd rather do than Cold Crush Being somebody people want to touch A few things excite me but not that much We're following a distant light That only a chosen few can sight And we get closer to it every day and night When the music comes on and our stars shine bright We reserve the right to challenge and defeat We reserve the right to play fair or to cheat We reserve the right to ring the bell or not We reserve the right, ha huh, we reserve the right to rock You know it ain't easy being G.M.C But it's a job that I hold very dear to me I used to want to be a cop or a fireman But like my man Popeye, ha, I am what I am I guess I could've been a surgeon, that's not for me bud Because the money may be good but I can't stand blood And I could've been a farmer, garbageman, or a waiter I was born to be G.M.C., a rhyme creator I could've been a scholar or ball player X-ray technician or even a mayor Manager of a bank or teaching a class But ain't you glad I chose to be the Grandmaster Caz I know you are 'cause baby, I'm a star And I reserve the right to rock Before I speak my piece, just let the rhythm increase And let me gaze at the stage that I'm going to feast on When the curtain rises, the stage lights shine If I could be in anybody's shoes, I'd be in mine Ain't nothing like the thrill of so many faces So many people and so many places Making easy money when you got those hits And hanging in when the other four'll call it quits Now you tell me straight, no jive Would you trade all that for a nine-to-five? Well if so, not me, I just continue to jam 'Cause when I'm up on the stage you all know who I am And I know you do 'cause I do too And I reserve the right to rock Every day I hear it, the same old thing You're not gonna get anywhere trying to sing But I know better, that's why I hold This dream that leads me to my goal I want more out of life than the average joe So when I grow old I have something to show For doing something that not many can To have an audience eating out my hand I choose to rap, it's all I wanna do More money than a job and have fun too Travel to other cities and before I forgets No job has better fringe benefits So don't get on my case, put yourself in my place Because I reserve the right to rock Who are you to tell me that I will not get anywhere? And who are you to tell me that I need to cut my hair? And who are you to tell me that I need a J-O-B? If you ain't God or my mother, get the hell away from me, because We reserve the right to do things our own way And we reserve the right to live from day to day And we reserve the right to not live by the clock And we reserve the right, ha huh, we reserve the right to rock To stay or leave, to come and go To move too fast, to move too slow To wear hats or braids or Jheri curls To get nasty with the girls, hey! We reserve the right to go by our rules And we reserve the right to settle our own duels And we reserve the right to lead and tend our flock And we reserve the right, ha huh, we reserve the right to rock