Back to attack like mortal combat Knockin 'em flat with contact On site (passing others by strong direction) We must evade this infection Thousand foot, got my back to protection Strong in every never-been-down road We never been off of it Can't get enough of it I'm out-spoken, in case ya didn't notice I'm all about telling lost souls that need to know this My sound's more (rap than the crib) Me, myself and my team rocks through the Ford Like a 7 11, all day all night Our God we boast hard On the reel Represent my King and my God Got to get it get it Don't forget it Got the (curves) of a low B If ya let it That's the sound that's mean, extreme You trip with me and my team I'll show you what I mean
I've been waiting so long To get where I'm going In the sunshine of Your love
We back to bring it, and got the whole town swinging Off the vibes that'll make you realize when you listen to the We obviously not the record best You can give it days more than anyone waits to play it On this microphone I wanna make known There ain't nothing but weirdness in this vocal tone In the kid's car in the stereo Or in ya Cd players, tape deck and home stereo Break down the system I shot once but I missed 'em You think I'm a freak, but you never listen You want plastic Thousand Foot so fast That Krutch the new made-for-plastic we everlasting So I turn the volume up to ten again Just to let 'em know We'll never let 'em in Break the mold when I explode into your eardrum If you want it come and get some
I've been waiting so long To get where I'm going In the sunshine of Your love