My kicks, my kicks, my kicks That's how I get my kicks Handprints in the concrete They run, they run Like young bloods with their red cheeks Always barefoot on the sea glass Sharp ones, sharp ones They don't learn when they cut class What's dust to you is gold to me But we're just different books to read Where every single chapter Is another cliffhanger Oh, you're fusing, my fusing And chasing the bells I just need a beat that's sick That's how I get my thoughts start to rhyme Yeah, goosebumps never lie You might not get down to this But that's how I get my kicks My kicks, my kicks, my kicks That's how I get my kicks Ten miles on my converse They'd see, they'd see That flipside got its own perks Yeah, your mainstream runs against mine But we, but we Still nod heads at the same time What's dust to you is gold to me But we're just different books to read Where every single chapter Is another cliffhanger Oh, you're fusing, my fusing And chasing the bells I just need a beat that's sick That's how I get my thoughts start to rhyme Yeah, goosebumps never lie You might not get down to this But that's how I get my kicks My kicks, my kicks That's how I get my kicks My kicks, my kicks That's how I get my kicks My kicks Outside I'm so quiet But there's voices singing in my choir Outside I'm so quiet But there's voices singing in my choir All your thrills ain't my thrills Ain't chasing dollar bills I just need a beat that's sick When my thoughts start to rhyme Yeah, goosebumps never lie You might not get down to this But that's how I get my kicks My kicks, my kicks That's how I get my kicks My kicks, my kicks That's how I get my kicks