Extreme Days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
Extreme days, days, days
Comin' at ya like a whirlwind
A hundred miles an hour's where we'll begin
I spy the eye of apprehension
Show me risk and you'll get my attention
Come on
Can ya take it?
Bang to the bip, I make you wanna flip
Take my trip and you can bust your lip
I never fear 'cause I live fearless
Don't even think for a second you can get with this
Come on, I never fake it
Come on
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
I'm a freak from the 'burbs of the chocolate city
Luther Jackson was my middle
Pine Ridge my elementary school of hip hop 1979
And Sugar Hill had the skills that taught me to rhyme
Got hip to Kiss and I tripped on Zeppelin
So Mr. Therapist (why did I go this direction?)
God had a plan to end all my schemes
I had a dream, He said to be extreme
Come on
Can ya take it?
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
'Cause we're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
Please, nobody stop me
Please, nobody stop me
Please, nobody stop me
Just the other day, I saw a kid (saw a kid)
Who flipped his hat to the back, and he called it a lid (called it a lid)
You know what else he did? (What?)
He stacked books from the floor to the ceiling (to the ceiling)
Said something about trying to get to heaven (get to Heaven)
He was only eleven (huh)
But he climbed to the top with outstretched arms
And he screamed at the top of his lungs
Move out my way
Give up the mic
X to me is extremely Christ
Livin up in me
Like it or not
Put an X on my chest
'Cause X marks the spot
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
'Cause we're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
'Cause we're livin' in extreme days
Extreme days
Extreme days, days, days
Comin' at ya like a whirlwind
A hundred miles an hour's where we'll begin
I spy the eye of apprehension
Show me risk and you'll get my attention
Come on
Can ya take it?
Bang to the bip, I make you wanna flip
Take my trip and you can bust your lip
I never fear 'cause I live fearless
Don't even think for a second you can get with this
Come on, I never fake it
Come on
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
I'm a freak from the 'burbs of the chocolate city
Luther Jackson was my middle
Pine Ridge my elementary school of hip hop 1979
And Sugar Hill had the skills that taught me to rhyme
Got hip to Kiss and I tripped on Zeppelin
So Mr. Therapist (why did I go this direction?)
God had a plan to end all my schemes
I had a dream, He said to be extreme
Come on
Can ya take it?
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
'Cause we're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
Please, nobody stop me
Please, nobody stop me
Please, nobody stop me
Just the other day, I saw a kid (saw a kid)
Who flipped his hat to the back, and he called it a lid (called it a lid)
You know what else he did? (What?)
He stacked books from the floor to the ceiling (to the ceiling)
Said something about trying to get to heaven (get to Heaven)
He was only eleven (huh)
But he climbed to the top with outstretched arms
And he screamed at the top of his lungs
Move out my way
Give up the mic
X to me is extremely Christ
Livin up in me
Like it or not
Put an X on my chest
'Cause X marks the spot
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
These are extreme (extreme), extreme days
We're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
'Cause we're livin', we're livin', we're livin' in extreme days
'Cause we're livin' in extreme days
Extreme days
Credits
Writer(s): Mc Keehan Toby, David Henry Biedebach, Earl Wilson Rowe Jr, Michael Anthony Taylor
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