These are the words to our song
(So where’s it going now?)
Reinforced outward sound
(It helps to write it down)
Well do you think they’d mind?
(I guess we’d have to find out)
I don’t think we’ve got much time
(Let’s do it in a round)

Yo check this.
I’m a chill like some cubes of ice, when i mix the calcutta, y’all feel the spice
As I roll with a two-tone cellular phone and get blown like inflation, gas wit price cuz im tha…..

(Shut up mike)
I know hip-hops played out
(So where’s it going now?) [i'll tell you]

Reinforced outward sound
(It helps to write it down)
Well do you think they’d mind?
(I guess we’d have to find out)
I don’t think we’ve got that kind of time
(So let’s burn it to the ground)

Fire. Fire. Fire in the whole!