Dmx - Grand Finale (Murda Mix) lyrics

We'll save the world with our part time jobs

We'll save the world with our part time jobs

Pen, pencil, paper

Basis for some new life or things that make my day

We get stuck in some stationary shop

Dreaming about furniture that smells plastic

We even got a life and so we keep our new diary empty, white

And sometimes we try to close the trick

But sometimes we can't and it's oh, so, sad

We are wannabees

We the mallrats

We get stuck with hello kitty

We, the mallrats