Comin' at ya like a A hundred miles an hour's where's begin I spy the eye of Show me and you'll get my attention
on, can ya take it?
Bang to the bip I ya wanna flip Take my trip and you can bust lip I fear 'cause I live fearless even think for a second you can get with this
Come on, I never it on
These are extreme, days We're livin', we're livin', livin' in extreme days These are extreme, extreme We're livin', we're livin', livin' in extreme days
I'm a from the burbs of the chocolate city Luther was my middle, Pine Ridge, my elementary of hip hop 1979 And Sugar Hill had the skills that me to rhyme
Got hip to and I tripped on Zeppelin So Mr. Therapist, why did I go direction? God had a plan to end all my I had a dream, he to be extreme
on, can ya take it
These are extreme, extreme We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme are extreme, extreme days We're livin', we're livin', we're in extreme days
Nobody's nobody's stoppin' Nobody's And that's the bottom, bottom, bottom
the other day I saw a kid Who his hat to the back and he called it a lid You know what he did? He stacked books from the floor to the
Said somethin' about to get to Heaven He was only But he climbed to the top with arms And he at the top of his lungs
Move out my way, out the mic X to me is Christ up in me, like it or not Put an X on my chest 'cuz X marks the
are extreme, extreme days These are extreme, days These are extreme, days
We're livin', we're livin', livin' in extreme days 'Cause we're livin', we're livin', we're in extreme days 'Cause we're livin', livin', we're livin' in extreme days