Comin' at ya a whirlwind A hundred miles an hour's we'll begin I spy the eye of Show me risk and you'll get my
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 think for a second 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 from the burbs of the chocolate Luther Jackson was my middle, Pine Ridge, my School of hip hop And Sugar Hill had the skills that me to rhyme
Got hip to Kiss and I on Zeppelin So Mr. Therapist, why did I go direction? God had a to end all my schemes I had a dream, he said to be
on, can ya take it
These are extreme, extreme livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days These are extreme, extreme We're livin', livin', we're livin' in extreme days
Nobody's Just nobody's Nobody's 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 else he did? He stacked from the floor to the ceiling
somethin' about tryin' to get to Heaven He was only But he climbed to the top outstretched arms And he screamed at the top of his
out my way, give out the mic X to me is extremely Livin' up in me, it or not Put an X on my 'cuz X marks the spot
These are extreme, days are extreme, extreme days These are extreme, extreme
We're livin', livin', we're livin' in extreme days 'Cause livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days 'Cause we're livin', livin', we're livin' in extreme days