Omaha Stylee 311

[Intro]
W-we got somethin' to tell the people!
(Come on!)
(Come on!)
(Come on!)
[?] (Come on!)
311 (Come on!)
311 (Come on!)
311, yeah (Come on!) (Wassup!)
The people (Wassup!), the people (Wassup!)
311 (Come on!)
311 (Come on!)
311, yeah (Come on!) (Wassup!)
The people (Wassup!), the people (Wassup!)

[Verse 1: Nick Hexum, Doug "SA" Martinez]
In a minute, everything you have can all be straight gone
In a minute, things you thought were tied can come straight undone
How 'bout some knocks on wood, some so far it's so good
Any day what you think is solid earth can jump up and spread out
To the north and south, that's what plates are about
Nature has no conscience, no kindness or ill will but
The dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them
When one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened to
Me and my family, my bros and I were driving
The RV bleeding flames, us leapin' through fire, surviving
Zoned with no home, there was fire all on it
Um, let me have my life, I want it