Extreme Days lyrics |
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| Comin at you like a whirlwind, 100 miles an hour's where we'll begin I spy the eye of apprehension Show me risk and you'll get my attention Bang to the Bip I make you wanna flip Take my trip and I'll bust your lip I never fear cause I live fearless Don't even think for a second you can get with this (Chorus) These are Extreme, Extreme Days These are Extreme, Extreme Daaaays I'm a freak from the 'burbs of the chocolate city Luther Jackson was my middle, Pine Ridge my elementary School o' hip hop 1979 and Sugar Hill had the skills that taught me to rhyme Got hip to Kiss and I tripped on Zeppelin (so Mister Therapist)Why did I go this direction? God had a plan to end all my schemes I had a dream he said to be extreeeme (Chorus) Just the other day I saw a kid, who flipped his hat to the back and he called it a lid (you know what else he did?) He stacked books from the floor to the ceiling He said somethin about tryin to get to Heaven He was only eleven, 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!' (Chorus) |
