I'm a problem child, I'm my own enemy No matter what happens in life, precise and nothing me Even the bombs is all around me I be the type of man, who stand his ground,
I'm compulsive, in the mental A walking fear factor, seven thirty, it's that I've been to a universe of negative fallout The fact that I move on nothing, it makes me ball out
Instead, I put to the beats and get it popping The harm glare right through the track, I feel rocking But to the program, damn My evil and is taking over like I'm sinking in some
Really I feel like up in a blaze, hot damn I'm a of Jack the Ripper and the Son of Sam It's like I'm living five lives and of guys five million ways to bust heads, so forgive my slide
I said yo, yo, do you wanna and rumble with me I've been working out these problems in my
Imagine yourself free falling, falling and A story's, after diggin' some stars in scrolls That's how I feel, 24 a day Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday 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 about myself So I do I do, to do what I do, to break the rules Only of therapy is to spit it for you
Charismatically with this rap shit Thoughts are off but send them back like elastic Get the sorrows in the music game I'm trynna make sense of corruption in my
I hope this part of my life, don't want war my seeds of pornos, wrapped in best flame The little things, that's drive me insane
I said yo, yo, do you wanna Come and with me I've been out these problems in my mind Yo, do you wanna Come and with me I've been working out problems in my mind
I'm in hell, raised in lyrically To make a story short, I'm half man, half amazing Sometimes I know whether I'm coming or going So I dive head into the track and keep flowing and flowing
My hearts on my sleeve, my loves growing and how I like, from the music I make rumble From the forty come licks, that's right I 'em crumble Survival of the fittest, this means business Gotta say what I mean, gotta handle to my
I'm one soldier fighting against a whole I'm little with bullets, yeah and none of them My third eye, six stones, the eyes on the from knowledge, build the wise
And if I ain't In the back of my mind, I gotta why I keep my nose, yeah, fit to the and showing and growing top of these fucking poems
I said yo, yo, do you wanna Come and rumble me I've been out these problems in my mind Yo, yo, do you rumble? 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 problems in my mind Yo, yo, do you rumble? Come and with me I've been working out problems in my mind
And do you rumble? And do you wanna And do you wanna And do you wanna