♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Heard I'm a bad loader with weapons Packed up and ready to go Heard I'm a great sight out on the highway A place that nobody knows The sound of gunfire out in the distance I'm getting used to it now I've lived in brownstones, lived in a ghetto I've lived like no one has now This ain't a party, this ain't a disco This ain't a fooling around No time for dancing, no lovey-dovey I ain't got time for that now I'll send a snippet message to the receiver Hope for an answer someday I've got some passports, I've got some visas Don't even know my real name High on the hillside, the trucks are loading Everything's ready to roll Living the daytime, working the nighttime I might not ever get home This ain't a party, this ain't a disco This ain't a fooling around This ain't a muck club, no CBTV I ain't got time for that now ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Obrigado, é isso. ♪ ♪ ♪ Um, dois, três. Um, dois, três.