Lyrics

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 We're getting down for what it's worth, we're getting down for now Chorus: We got 3 minutes and we're outta here The clock is ticking and we're in the clear We got 3 minutes and we're outta here We got, 3 minutes and we're out, we're out We got 3 minutes and we're outta here The clock is ticking and we're in the clear We got 3 minutes and we're outta here We got, 3 minutes and we're out Is this thing on? (Yeah) Are you hearing it? Well, turn it up, so we can get the whole wide world feeling it 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 I'm touring down the coast playing host To a gang of folks in a gang of cities, in a gang of states We blow minds like Tet vets with metal plates And the dream is to step up and be the leanest With less than 20 feet and a microphone between us Well what I mean is, we drop the hammer like ball peenas Believe us, we rock blocks with perseverance The adamant, aberrant, insurgent antecedent Precedent to your view like Greeks to Europeans [Chorus] Turn up your amplifier, I am a loud speaker Wandering like Jews, itinerant like preacher Move from town to town to convert the nonbelievers Speaking to the kids in the stands and in the bleachers My destiny's got the best of me Searching for the spot where the pot of heaven's pennies be So we parody a pair of achievers Parroting imaginary daydream make-believers We got, 3 minutes and we're out of here The clock is tickin and we're in the clear We got, 3 minutes and we're out of here We got, 3 minutes and we're out, we're out We got, 3 minutes and we're out of here The clock is tickin and we're in the clear We got, 3 minutes and we're out of here We got, 3 minutes I return with the yes, yes, y'all to bring it back to the future 3 out of 15 minutes oughta suit ya I rip out the pit stop, full-prepped to flip Hip-hop to rock and roll, I bomb like Enola Spread like Ebola, it's an epidemic Beats'll leave you battered, so you better call a medic I said it before, so you know we get frenetic Rhymes abundant from the microphone pundits We got short time to agitate We gotta light the fuse before it gets too late Time is of the essence, so you should hold it dear Give us our 3 minutes and we're outta here Cause... [Chorus]