Ground zero, bow down to the countdown,

Bringin the ruckus to points around the compass

From the depths of outer space to the center of the Earth,

Were getting down for what its worth, were getting down for now,



We got, 3 minutes and were out of here

The clock is tickin and were in the clear,

We got, 3 minutes and were out of here,

We got, 3 minutes and were out, were out

We got, 3 minutes and were out of here

The clock is tickin and were in the clear,

We got, 3 minutes and were out of here,

We got, 3 minutes and were out



Is this thing on? (yea) are ya hearin it?

Well turn it up so we can get the whole wide world feelin it,

Ayo a penny for my thoughts, a million for my album,

Mine my mind for rhymes and then sell them,

Apocalypse now and then, but in the meantime between,

Im tourin down the coast playin host to a gang of flirts,

In a gang of cities, in a gang of states,

We blow rhymes like 10 vets with metal plates,

And the dream is to step up be leanest,

With less than 20 feet and a microphone between us



Well what I mean is, we drop a hammer like Val Venis,

Believe us, we rock blocks, so persevere us,

The adamant aberrant associate antecedent,

Preceding to your view, increasing your impedance



We got, 3 minutes and were out of here

The clock is tickin and were in the clear,

We got, 3 minutes and were out of here,

We got, 3 minutes and were out, were out

We got, 3 minutes and were out of here

The clock is tickin and were in the clear,

We got, 3 minutes and were out of here,

We got, 3 minutes and were out



Turn up your amplifier, I am a loud speaker,

Wandering like Jews, itinerant like preacher,

Move from town to town to convert the non-believer,

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