25 on 6, 2, 4 That's right Feel the flashing lights, your stage don't come Feel the ride right now, all the way cool That's a 5 on 2, don't lose your grip We'll be back on 3, give me 4, don't trip Woah, we can shoot the street Gotta feel, you're awake on 5 Make it real, more than us Feel the ride, we can build Make it real, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah Ayo, that flashing light is more blind than type I'll be the truest, waiting patiently Not breaking, I'm staking up on my movement Losing is not an option, I can come to comprehend This that honor and respect, every lesson I will defend Hear that drumline booming, next step moving Right, left, stepping to my mic, check, moving Fire and drive, this is that moment alive So when I'm going to fight, I know I've chosen a side Keep that running, never stopping Give more for the weak, do this plotting That's like before me, get it dropping No time for the waiting, let's mobbing Peeling off and I'm grinning 25, 26, or 40 Where I've been sitting, that's adrenaline and vision That flashing light is more blind than type Feel the flashing lights, your stage don't come Feel the ride right now, all the way, come on That's the problem, don't lose your grip Move that concrete, give me blood, don't trip We the truth, the truth, the truth, gotta feel You're awake, come and cry, make it real More than us, feel the ride, we can build Make it real Make it real