extreme days

extreme days!

say extreme days. extreme days!

say we're livin'

we're livin'

we're livin'

we're livin' in extreme day

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 days

we're livin' in extreme days

these are extreme

extreme days

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 days

we're livin' in extreme days

these are extreme

extreme days

we're livin' in extreme days

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

said somethin bout trying to get to heaven

and 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

we're livin'

we're livin'

these are extreme

extreme days

we're livin' in extreme days. extreme days!