Luyện nghe bài hát Extreme Days

Comin' at ya a whirlwind
A miles an hour's where's we'll begin
I spy the eye of
Show me and you'll get my attention

on, can ya take it?

Bang to the bip I make ya flip
my trip and you can bust your lip
I never 'cause I live fearless
Don't even think for a you can get with this

on, I never fake it
on

These are extreme, extreme
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in days
are extreme, extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme

I'm a freak the burbs of the chocolate city
Luther Jackson was my middle, Ridge, my elementary
of hip hop 1979
And Sugar Hill had the skills taught me to rhyme

Got hip to Kiss and I tripped on
So Mr. Therapist, why did I go this
God had a plan to end all my
I had a dream, he to be extreme

Come on, can ya it

These are extreme, days
livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
These are extreme, days
livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days

Nobody's
nobody's stoppin'
Nobody's
And the bottom, bottom, bottom line

Just the day I saw a kid
Who flipped his hat to the and he called it a lid
You what else he did?
He stacked books from the to the ceiling

Said somethin' about to get to Heaven
He was eleven
But he to the top with outstretched arms
And he at the top of his lungs

out my way, give out the mic
X to me is extremely
Livin' up in me, it or not
Put an X on my chest 'cuz X the spot

are extreme, extreme days
These are extreme, days
are extreme, extreme days

We're livin', we're livin', livin' in extreme days
'Cause livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
we're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days