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Thousand Foot Krutch

All The Way Live

 

All The Way Live

(album: Set It Off - 2001)


Ohhhhh... Let's funk it up!

Relate, vacate, what's today's rate?
In this day 'n' age ain't nobody safe
Get'cha got'cha yo, who shot'cha?
I must warn ya, it's that way in California
No one's giving, everyone's taking
Who set's off the moves, you're makin'?
Huh, we're bringing it, got you singing it
Hold on tight, cuz' this might sting a bit
Now, bring it back

Yo, I gotta let my peeps know
Cuz success ain't rated by how much dough you hold
Ha, huh, huh, and it don't make sense
To live your whole life for the dollars 'n' cents
Cuz this greed is killing us by the hundreds
Ya sitting on a million but ya still wondering
I guess happiness ain't a fish you can't catch 'n'
Fool ya looking in the wrong direction
It don't matter whether ya rich or not
If ya gone, ya gone, ain't nothing ya got
It matters most in this circle of life
If ya find your reason for being here
If ya don't know, listen here, it's outlined in the book of life
You want things to make sense?, take a U-turn, make it right
For the two-triple zero, we come humming
My hand gripping the mic tight
That's how I'm coming

All the way live
All the way live
All the way live
All the way live
Uh, feel the funk
Make it rough

It's just something that happens
We try hard to deny
You'll find out when it happens
It's in the air tonight
Here it comes now, fast like a gun now
On the run now?
Turn to number one now
Ya feet slowing, you're crazy
And tired, come back
Hit me, sometimes, life is tricky
The stickman comes along, to stick me
Flick me, he cannot get with me
Got saved 'n' got the victory

Well who planned this?
The Krutch don't miss
With that funked out twist to get'cha on the canvas
We be that ill-type
But only when we grip mics,'n' T.F.K
Be the squad that'll burn out the lights
Like that, getting upon the drum track
Crack back ya speaker stack to to be exact
He'S coming keep ya eyes on the clock
We rip mics of all types when we rock
On and on and on, 'n' they'll be no fronting
'Cuz this is how I'm coming

All the way live
All the way live
All the way live
All the way live
Uh, feel the funk
Make it rough

All the way live
All the way live
All the way live
All the way live

done

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