Comin' at ya like a A hundred miles an hour's we'll begin I spy the eye of me risk and you'll get my attention
Come on, can ya it?
Bang to the bip I make ya wanna Take my trip and you can bust lip I never fear I live fearless Don't even think for a second you can get this
Come on, I never it on
These are extreme, days We're livin', livin', we're livin' in extreme days are extreme, extreme days We're livin', livin', we're livin' in extreme days
I'm a freak from the of the chocolate city Luther was my middle, Pine Ridge, my elementary of hip hop 1979 And Sugar had the skills that taught me to rhyme
Got hip to and I tripped on Zeppelin So Mr. Therapist, why did I go this God had a to end all my schemes I had a dream, he to be extreme
Come on, can ya it
are extreme, extreme days We're livin', livin', we're livin' in extreme days These are extreme, extreme We're livin', we're livin', we're in extreme days
stoppin' Just stoppin' stoppin' And that's the bottom, bottom, bottom
the other day I saw a kid Who flipped his hat to the and he called it a lid You know what else he He stacked from the floor to the ceiling
Said somethin' about tryin' to get to He was only But he climbed to the top outstretched arms And he at the top of his lungs
out my way, give out the mic X to me is extremely up in me, like it or not Put an X on my chest 'cuz X the spot
are extreme, extreme days These are extreme, days These are extreme, extreme
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in days 'Cause we're livin', we're livin', we're in extreme days 'Cause we're livin', we're livin', we're in extreme days