[Intro: spoken, hungry young male MC on a radio channel] All stations, this is the blaster in charge Clear the zone. Two minutes [Verse 1: hungry young male MC] Eighteen stories, Holloway Memorial, nineteen fifty-nine Six hundred charges on the columns, and every one is mine Twenty-nine years old, and it's my name across the permit Old heads in hard hats sayin' that I haven't earned it They don't know the math I did with no sleep at the table Every column, every cut, every delay on every cable You don't blow a building up, that shit's cartoons and movies You take its legs out in an order, so it kneels and nothin' bruises Church on the left, a school on the right, a diner on the back Not a single coffee cup is gonna rattle off the rack [Hook: hungry young male MC, huge] Put it in the footprint, bring it down where it stood Eighteen stories in nine seconds, never touched the neighborhood Everybody wanna leave a footprint when they go I'm the one who puts the big ones down and doesn't break a window [Verse 2: hungry young male MC, harder] Here's the part I didn't tell the crew till the coffee cups were gone Fourth floor, east wing, four-oh-six, that's the room where I was born Today I wired that room myself, two charges on the beam Same window where I first saw daylight, now it's comin' down clean Foreman said, "You want somebody else to do this one?" I said, "No Nobody knows that floor like me, I been here since I was zero" Mama's in the lot in a lawn chair with a sign she made last night "Room four-oh-six. I brought him here. Now watch him do it right" [Hook: hungry young male MC, huge] Put it in the footprint, bring it down where it stood Eighteen stories in nine seconds, never touched the neighborhood Everybody wanna leave a footprint when they go I'm the one who puts the big ones down and doesn't break a window [Bridge: spoken, radio channel] One minute. All stations, one minute Firing in ten [Full Band Hits: the band slams one hit on every line] Basement Lobby Four-oh-six Eighteen Down [Verse 3: hungry young male MC, over the rumble] Nine seconds and a rumble you can feel inside your teeth Eighteen floors kneel down like they were prayin' underneath Dust rolls down the avenue, a gray wall twelve feet tall Church bell didn't even ring, didn't crack a single wall And when it clears, the pile is sittin' right where it stood Perfect square, not an inch outside the line, just like I said I would Old heads tip their hard hats, and the foreman shakes my hand Mama standin' on the lawn chair, wavin' that sign like a fan [Final Hook: hungry young male MC, biggest] Put it in the footprint, bring it down where it stood Eighteen stories in nine seconds, never touched the neighborhood Everybody wanna leave a footprint when they go I was born inside of mine, and I just laid it down slow [Outro: spoken, radio channel] All clear. All stations, all clear [End]
