[Intro]
Yes, wildest love
That's the way it goes, huh
Maybe I should just give up, just stop trying
But life is so uncertain, so short
I've got to keep on searching
And wherever it takes me
I've got to...

[Intro: Sample, Scratches & Frisco]
'Cause I'll be up in the mix
Frisco, 5 mics
'Cause I'll be up in the mix
Yeah, styles
'Cause I'll be up in the mix
What it's all about
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action

[Verse 1: Frisco]
I've never seen like the image of fire freezin'
Move the crowd without slugs in the sky then I'm leavin'
MC's underwater breathin', I mean they're drownin'
The crown in this rap game is yours for the stealin'
Bodies will be trapped with the nautical chat (uh-huh)
So move back, quit fast before it reacts
With your brain 'cause I maintain to stop rain
I could make EPMD forget game
Set the scene, I dream of world domination
When I get it I'ma set it off with frustration (that's right)
Ill situations I'ma put in effect
Make the prominence to represent it by facts checked
(You know it's true)
Put on Adidas, join the Mischievous
Make moves like B-Boys and puff mad reefers
Will make his intellect, stressed to street dialect
Make him meet the slums and get a taste of the project
[Hook: Sample, Scratches & Frisco]
Blowin' up the spot
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action
It's the 5 mics
Blowin' up the spot
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action

[Verse 2: Frisco]
With these aeronautical styles I make the crowd go wild
I could make the devil save the lord's fear when I freestyle
Uhh child it's vile, the way we entrance
When I smile I make John Major do the Bobo dance
Meanwhile for the raps you make knots, you speak patchwork
Slap you so hard your future bone will be fractured
I part the dead see then even make you breathe
Make massage, freeze while the other studies Tai Chi
I could make the moon eclipse the sun quick 'cause dammit
I need to make the sun or build a planet
My time's the most precious thing I got
When I blow the spot, damn sure I make it hot
So I don't have to return and for years
I leave an atmosphere that won't kill MC's, I make 'em die for me
Then resurrect 'em, make 'em cry for me
'Cause I could make a breeze under oath live for me

[Bridge: Sample, Scratches & Frisco]
Shit's gettin' deep in here (uh-huh)
Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick
When I commence, silence, it's like the world dies
The ocean is froze, the wind stolen from the skies
Told you, I make the moon eclipse the sun
When the darkness comes, you know the rhymes begun

[Hook: Sample, Scratches & Frisco]
Blowin' up the spot
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action
It's the 5 mics
Blowin' up the spot
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action

[Verse 3: Frisco]
Yeah, I sacrifice a lot of time
Bust the art [?] to perfect upon time
That will transform war to divine
I make angels take flight, I could turn day to night
The moon and stars, all into rap with my chat
If I ever relax, the universe will collapse (worldwide)
See there's 25 billion or more estimated on the globe
Before I go, they'll all know that Frisco
Flows with the eyes of Medusa, the soul of Christ
Hands of mother send the heart of the night
So you get turned to stone with this gold microphone
If I die I'll be resurrected, come back in wit bones (it's the 5 mics)
My aim with this microphone
To find a crowd for watchin' the zone and lyrically bone
Until they moan and groan and scream my name
It's Frisco, simple and plain
[Outro: Sample, Scratches & Frisco]
Blowin' up the spot
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action
It's the 5 mics
Blowin' up the spot
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action
It's the 5 mics
Blowin' up the spot
'Cause I'll be up in the mix
'Cause I'll be up in the mix
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action
'Cause I'll be up in the mix of action
'Cause...