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