I'm a problem child, I'm my own worst No what happens in life, precise and nothing scares me the bombs is exploding all around me I be the type of man, who stand his ground,
I'm compulsive, psychotic in the A fear factor, seven thirty, it's that simple I've been exposed to a universe of negative The that I move on nothing, it makes me wanna ball out
Instead, I put to the beats and get it popping The harm right through the track, I feel like rocking But to the program, damn My and is taking over like I'm sinking in some quicksand
Really I like going up in a blaze, hot damn I'm a cross of the Ripper and the Son of Sam It's like I'm living lives and of five guys five million ways to bust heads, so forgive my slide
I said yo, yo, do you rumble? and rumble with me I've been working out problems in my mind
Imagine free falling, falling and falling A thousand story's, after diggin' some stars in how I feel, 24 hours a day From Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday and even on Saturday, it's like I'm in a box
Uh-huh, going to war myself So I can't stop thinking killing myself So I do what I do, to do I do, to break the rules Only form of is to spit it for you
Charismatically drastic with this rap Thoughts are falling off but send back like elastic Get the politic sorrows in the game I'm trynna make sense of in my brain
I hope this part of my life, don't war with my seeds Masturbation of pornos, wrapped in flame The little things, gon' drive me insane
I said yo, yo, do you rumble? and rumble with me I've been working out problems in my mind Yo, do you rumble? and rumble with me I've been working out problems in my mind
I'm in hell, raised in blazing To a long story short, I'm half man, half amazing Sometimes I don't know whether I'm coming or So I dive head first into the track and keep and flowing
My on my sleeve, my loves growing and growing That's how I like, from the I make rumble From the forty come licks, right I watch 'em crumble Survival of the fittest, this business means say what I mean, gotta handle to my business
I'm one soldier fighting against a army I'm little with bullets, and none of them harming My third eye, six stones, the on the prize Going knowledge, build the wise
And if I ain't In the back of my mind, I gotta why I my nose, yeah, fit to the grindstone Going and showing and top of these fucking poems
I said yo, yo, do you rumble? Come and rumble me I've been out these problems in my mind Yo, yo, do you wanna Come and with me been working out these problems in my mind
Yo, yo, do you rumble? Come and rumble me I've been working out these in my mind Yo, yo, do you wanna Come and rumble me I've been working out these in my mind
And do you rumble? And do you rumble? And do you rumble? And do you wanna