If my moves could match these words And my heart beat like those drums I wouldn’t feel the weight of the New Year
I 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 Year I ain’t gonna fear the New Year I ain’t gonna fear the New Year I ain’t gonna fear the New Year.