Wearing you, my face was overrun By the mystic lightning When the mystic lightning Made it hard to know when one was on the ground I want all that lightning Couldn't hold that lightning Fire in the bloodstream, hole in the cup You and God's looking for the homie Put your hands up, put your hands up If you want something Oh, now, if you want something Yeah Sure enough, everybody's on the run After all it might be After all it might be Hard to live when your body's on the ground So go and hold that lightning Go and hold that lightning Go and hold that lightning Fire in the bloodstream, hole in the cup You and God's looking for the homie Put your hands up, put your hands up If you want something And we go higher than the rooftops, hole in the cup You and God's looking for the homie Put your hands up, put your hands up If you want something Oh, now, if you want something