I'm a problem child, I'm my own worst No matter happens in life, precise and nothing scares me Even the bombs is exploding all 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 simple I've been exposed to a of negative fallout The fact that I on nothing, it makes me wanna ball out
Instead, I put vocals to the and get it popping The glare right through the track, I feel like rocking But back to the program, My evil and is over like I'm sinking in some quicksand
Really I feel like going up in a blaze, hot I'm a cross of Jack the and the Son of Sam It's like I'm five lives and of five guys With million ways to bust heads, so forgive my slide
I said yo, yo, do you wanna Come and with me I've been working out these in my mind
Imagine free falling, falling and falling A thousand story's, after some stars in scrolls That's how I feel, 24 a day Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday Friday and even on Saturday, it's I'm trapped in a box
Uh-huh, to war with myself So I can't stop about killing myself So I do what I do, to do I do, to break the rules Only of therapy is to spit it for you
Charismatically drastic with rap shit Thoughts are falling off but send them back like Get the politic in the music game I'm trynna make sense of corruption in my
I hope this part of my life, want war with my seeds Masturbation of pornos, wrapped in flame The things, that's gon' drive me insane
I said yo, yo, do you rumble? and rumble with me I've working out these problems in my mind Yo, do you rumble? and rumble with me I've been out these problems in my mind
I'm in hell, in lyrically blazing To make a story short, I'm half man, half amazing Sometimes I don't know whether I'm or going So I dive first 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 come licks, that's right I watch 'em crumble Survival of the fittest, this business business Gotta say what I mean, gotta handle to my
I'm one soldier against a whole army I'm little with bullets, yeah and none of them My third eye, six stones, the eyes on the Going knowledge, build the wise
And if I ain't In the of my mind, I gotta wonder why I my nose, yeah, fit to the grindstone Going and showing and growing top of these fucking
I said yo, yo, do you rumble? Come and with me I've been working out these in my mind Yo, yo, do you wanna and rumble with me I've been working out these problems in my
Yo, yo, do you rumble? and rumble with me I've been working out these in my mind Yo, yo, do you rumble? and rumble with me I've been working out problems in my mind
And do you wanna And do you wanna And do you rumble? And do you rumble?