(Record scratch, engine revs)
(Intro)
Yo,check the mic, one two, this is how we do
Cruisin'down the street with my whole entire crew
Which is me,and my son, yeah, the family's small
But we got enough love to stand ten feet tall.
(Verse 1)
Windows down,system up, feel the beat in your chest
Headin'to the store, puttin' life to the test
Oliver in the back,strapped in his seat
Boppin'his head to a hip-hop beat
He's my co-pilot,my right-hand man
On a daily mission across the land
Just me and my boy,a simple affair
Fresh air in our lungs,not a single care.
(Chorus)
Cruisin'on the highway, life is a parade
If a problem acts sideways, it's gettin' swiftly laid
To rest,no stress, we just keep it smooth
That's a metaphor,people, loosen up your groove.
Ridin'all day till the tires go bald
With my son in the backpack,yeah, his name is Paul
...Nah,just playin', it's Oliver, my little man
Part of the world's most humble caravan.
(Verse 2)
All through the neighborhood,we rollin' real slow
Watchin'the kids play and the grass grow
Wavin'at the neighbors, Mr. Jones and Sue
That's just the proper,friendly thing to do.
As for"runnin' over" things that "ain't no good"
We're stompin'on negativity, like everybody should
Bad vibes and trouble,we leave 'em in the dust
In loyalty and love is the only thing we trust.
So Oliver sees his dad be a stand-up guy
That's the real lesson underneath this sky.
(Outro)
So the road is long,but the ride is free
With my little man right there next to me.
Yeah!Oliver in the back!
Cruisin'with his dad!
R-R-R-R-Road Trip!
(Engine revs and fades out)