Dc Talk - Extreme Days lyrics

We're livin' in extreme days

Comin' at ya like a whirlwind

I spy the eye of apprehension

Show me risk and you'll get my attention

A hundred miles an hour's where we'll begin

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 'cause I live fearless

Don't even think for a second you can get with this

(CHORUS)

These are extreme, extreme days

We're livin' in extreme days

These are extreme, extreme days

Come on, I never fake it, come on

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...

(REPEAT CHORUS)

(RAP)

Just the other day I saw a kid

He stacked books from the floor to the ceiling

Who flipped his hat to the back and he called it a lid

Said somethin' about tryin' to get to heaven

You know what else he did?

He was only eleven

So he climbed to the top with outstretched arms

(these are extreme...)

And he screamed at the top of his lungs

Move out the way

X to me is extremely Christ

Give me the mic

Livin' up in me

Like it or not

Put an X on my chest

'cause X marks the spot

(REPEAT CHORUS)