Straight outta St. Paul
A crazy muthafucka named Felix
You've seen the live show so you know how it is,
I've seen the light grow for these Twin City kids

The green it might grow for these Twin City kids
(They greet me like whoa, all these Twin City kids)
Ten gritty kids trying to rock the mic
If I'm one of 'em the other nine won't sound right

Standing up on a stage looking good sounds tight
But you've gotta shine bright if you want the limelight
I fight with this rhythm in a lopsided bout for you
I thank y'all just for coming to check us out (for you)

I thank y'all for taking time out your day,
And listening to us,
I hope we rub you in the right way
You might say that he has fun with it

Six or seven years and still he runs with it
Interlocks still the click, no I ain't done with it
I chase the raps like a cat at the club chasing digits
Paced to rip it,

But always keep it in perspective
For you dudes were new too
Here is our objective
Step onstage, get the face looking mean
Put in a little dirt and make it right like the A-Team

I play the night like a daydream
Stay to fight and make scenes when up against your team
You weigh the triple beam and rock guns
I leave the nipple clean and rock tongues just for fun

Mode 1!

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): ANTOINE BRUMFIELD, TERIUS GRAY