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Toby Mac lyrics : "Extreme days"

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



Comin' at ya like a whirlwind
A hundred miles an hour is where we'll begin
I spy the eye of apprehension

Show my risk and you'll get my attention

Come on, can ya take it

Bang to the bip I make ya wanna flip
Take my trip and you can bust your lip
I never fear cuz 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 you take 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



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 celing
Said somethin' bout trying to get to heaven

And he was only eleven
So 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
cuz X marks the spot



we're livin we're livin we're livïn


These are extreme, extreme days

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