One time for your mind
One time, one time, one time
One time for your mind
One time, one time, one time
One time for your mind

I said damn not mother goose
One step from the noose
If we don't move fast we won't get loose
Gotta choose to hold your head up can't let up
Gotta get up and jump to the
Forefront funkcore to set up
Fed up with the way that
They're running things America's a graveyard
They got their mind on other things
A mother sings lullaby another screams her baby died
Won't you tell me who decides who draws the line on life

We're comin' up quick stick and move do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove
Quick
Do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove
We're comin' up quick stick and move do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove
Quick
Do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove
Don’t start screaming for an anesthetic
Feeling unappealing sedated apathetic
Trying to suppress all your feelings
Don’t let it take you down or you´ll sink into quicksand
Looking for a crutch while you're leaving on your kickstand
Screaming for an anesthetic
Feeling unappealing sedated apathetic
Trying to suppress all your feelings
Don’t let it take you down or you´ll sink into quicksand
Looking for a crutch while you're leaving on your kickstand

And we’re comin' up quick
And we’re comin' up quick
And we’re comin' up quick
And we’re comin' up quick

With the flow you know
We throw always runnin' up on
Them non-stop underground bound stayin' down
And your on top reminded by the scars
And memories of where we came from the future is ours' kid
And things are gonna change somehow someway someone
Has gotta find the move object of the game get us all under the groove
Now for now we hitch a ride on the bassline
Takin'no shorts on the way we can't waste time 'cause
We're comin' up quick stick and move do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Do to prove what ya gotta prove
Quick!
Do what ya gotta do
Do to prove what ya gotta prove
We're comin' up quick stick and move do what ya gotta do
Do to prove what ya gotta prove
Quick stick
Do what ya gotta do
Do to prove what ya gotta prove

Don’t start screaming for an anesthetic
Feeling unappealing sedated apathetic
Trying to suppress all your feelings
Don’t let it take you down or you´ll sink into quicksand
Looking for a crutch while you're leaving on your kickstand
Screaming for an anesthetic
Feeling unappealing sedated apathetic
Trying to suppress all your feelings
Don’t let it take you down or you´ll sink into quicksand
Looking for a crutch while you're leaving on your kickstand

We’re comin' up quick
We’re comin' up quick
We’re comin' up quick
I said damn not mother goose
One step from the noose
If we don't move fast we won't get loose
Gotta choose to hold your head up can't let up
Gotta get up and jump to the
Forefront funkcore to set up
Fed up with the way that
They're running things America's a graveyard
They got their mind on other things
A mother sings lullaby another screams her baby died
Won't you tell me who decides who draws the line on life

We're comin' up quick stick and move do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove
Quick
Do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove
We're comin' up quick stick and move do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove
Quick
Do what ya gotta do
Do what ya gotta do
Prove what ya gotta prove

Do what ya gotta do kid
Do what ya gotta do kid