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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Maxsta - Average Kid Lyrics

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Maxsta - Average Kid

I’m your host for the evening, call me Jonathan Ross
Or call me Clearasil the way I’m known for rockin’ them spots
I used to dream of diving in the crowd on top of the pops
Now I’m here and try’na make it to the top of the top
Its my time you couldn’t ruin it by stoppin’ the clocks
I heard your music and its lame like are you floppin’ or what
I’m learning every day that’s whether I’m in college or not
I’ll send ‘em home like Cheryl cole to watch me up on the box

Try’na save the world and be at home before my mum’s awake
I’m still a kid but I punch above my weight
I aint doin’ what your average kid is
Got your son’s and daughters’ tellin’ me I’m wicked
And I’m just sittin’ in my own league
Yah better pay attention like you owe me
I’m still a kid but I punch above my weight
I aint doin’ what your average kid is
Got you trippin’ on your own feet
Yah better pay attention like you owe me

Yeah, from young I’ve been the kid with the raps
They say I’m good music’s gone and I’m just bringin’ it back
See I’m a Eastenderrrr and I aint chillin’ with Pat
I’m gunna call my fans farmers cos there diggin’ my tracks
If your a good parent tell your kids to listen to max
Young and heavy tell me who does it as wicked as that
When the clock strikes 12 we never sit and relax
Become the odds on favourite to be gettin’ them plaques
What!!!

Try’na save the world and be at home before my mum’s awake
I’m still a kid but I punch above my weight
I aint doin’ what your average kid is
Got your son’s and daughters’ tellin’ me I’m wicked
And I’m just sittin’ in my own league
Yah better pay attention like you owe me

I aint doin’ what your average kid is
Got your son’s and daughters’ tellin’ me I’m wicked
I Got you trippin’ on your own feet
Yah better pay attention like you owe me

Hah, I got ‘em callin’ me the tax collector
But all I wants appreciation when my man dem enter
Feel my aura know a star is what your standin’ next to
The fresh prince of east London I’ll be back to get yah
I keep it real the people know that I aint acting never
Captain of the cool kids I aint just acting clever
I had to face the music or I wudda ran forever
I’m nothin’ like your average kid I’m somethin’ better

I aint doin’ what your average kid is
Got your son’s and daughters’ tellin’ me I’m wicked
And I’m just sittin’ in my own league
Yah better pay attention like you owe me

I aint doin’ what your average kid is
Got your son’s and daughters’ tellin’ me I’m wicked
I Got you trippin’ on your own feet
Yah better pay attention like you owe me