To all the people in the house tonite, can ya feel me?
To those who live under the street lights at night, can ya feel me?
Check this out, we bout to set this off, here come the drums...

When I let loose, I come out blazin’, I maintain manin’ all stations
Fully prepared for all situations, we blow tracks like shrapnel
With the rap skill, shoot to kill, not for thrills, I got an iron grip
That’s the sound we make, no mistake keep the floor warm
From town to town and state to state, and yo, we rock da set like an earthquake
Hold it tight too, and too, I just saw, strapped to my knife boots...
We bump tracks like a fifteens the flavor’s me
And chill like light when it flows through my brain stream
Ready to fit the script twice when I get nice, equally precise
Hits you open like head lice, this time around we’re here to let it be known
Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone, this time around
We’re here to let it be known, Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone now...

To all the people in the house tonight, we’re gonna keep on rockin’ till the broad daylight
So just listen to the sounds comin’ through this mic
We’re gonna do this right, do this right

Chorus
Now set it off! Just set it off, right!
(Play this on yah radio)
Set it off, just set it off right! Come on!
(Play this on yah radio)
Set it off, we just set it off right!
(Play this on yah radio)
Set it off! We just set off, right!
(Play this on yah radio)
Huhh, ohhh
(Play this on yah radio)

Fire it up like NASA, rockin’ it to y’all
Ghetto blaster, you’re quick we’re faster
We got the skills to out last ya, my mentality stays open
And if everything’s cool, I’m hopin’, to leave this microphone smokin’
Hope you’re ready, my whole team can rock steady, makin’ noise with my boys
And watchin’ out for poison, my main object is to stand for what I believe
Maybe hear the sounds of the guillotine, we drop, hit, electrify
And to all the weak minded till the next in line, here we made it in our accord
Ready to spawn, used to go on and on, but now we just drop bombs
This time around we’re here to let it be known
Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone, this time around
We’re here to let it be known, Thousand Foot be the kings of this microphone now...

Chorus


Just keep on rockin’ and don’t stop
Keep rockin’ and don’t stop...

Written by Trevor McNevan, Steve Augustine, & Joel Bruyere ©2004 Thirsty Moon River Publishing (ASCAP) / TeeRawk Music (ASCAP/SOCAN) / Pockethood Publishing (ASCAP/SOCAN) / Spinning Audio Vortex (BMI) / WhatTheWhat Music Publishing (BMI/SOCAN)