Bout time you showed up
   I was just about to count you out for giving up
   When we were young we talked about the same things
   Lyrically redundant, mentally stimulating
   We sure knew how to ride a crowd
   The cops showed up because the music was loud,
   but that's what being sixteen was all about
   Step into the ring and swing and put the lights out
  
   Six hundred rushed the stage
   The crowd in a frenzy the band in a rage
   Kick a little homage just for the old times
   To spread the gospel and bust out a new rhyme
   Gotta wonder what's next for the encore
   Maybe some hip hop maybe something hardcore
   Toughen up enough to throw your body out
   Everbody move and put the lights out
  
   Whe reap the pros in pain
   A shock for the body and food for the brain
   Power to the people who shook the cage
   Read the fine print and turned the page
   I'll make you ponder the thought succes
   Could be a quality you possess
   Get off your ass, don't be a burnout
   Step into the thick of things and
   Put the lights out