| If my moves could match these words | |
| And my heart beat like those drums | |
| I wouldn't feel the weight of the | |
| New YearI keep wishing time would stop | |
| So I could figure some shit out | |
| I'd make a blueprint of what | |
| I plan to do here' | |
| Cause by next year, if | |
| I regret another birthday | |
| Then I ain't going about things the right way | |
| I got a voice on my left, | |
| I got a voice on my right | |
| Lately I've been falling on the devil's side | |
| Hit the street, on your feet | |
| Don't retreat, let's go | |
| Never regret getting old | |
| Hit the street, on your feet | |
| Don't retreat, let's go | |
| Never assume what you're told | |
| Well, I ain't gonna fear the | |
| New YearI ain't gonna fear the | |
| New YearI ain't gonna fear the | |
| New YearI ain't gonna fear the | |
| New Year. |