I'm a child, I'm my own worst enemy No matter happens in life, precise and nothing scares me the bombs is exploding all around me I be the of man, who stand his ground, firmly
I'm compulsive, in the mental A walking fear factor, thirty, it's that simple been exposed to a universe of negative fallout The fact that I move on nothing, it me wanna ball out
Instead, I put vocals to the beats and get it The harm glare right the track, I feel like rocking But back to the program, My evil and is taking over I'm sinking 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 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 these problems in my
yourself free falling, falling and falling A thousand story's, after some stars in scrolls how I feel, 24 hours a day From Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday and even on Saturday, like I'm trapped in a box
Uh-huh, to war with myself So I can't stop about killing myself So I do I do, to do what I do, to break the rules Only form of is to spit it for you
Charismatically with this rap shit Thoughts are falling off but them back like elastic Get the sorrows in the music game I'm trynna sense of corruption in my brain
I hope this part of my life, don't war with my seeds Masturbation of pornos, in best flame The little things, that's drive me insane
I yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? Come and rumble me I've been working out problems in my mind Yo, do you rumble? Come and with me I've been working out problems in my mind
I'm in hell, raised in blazing 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 and keep flowing and flowing
My on my sleeve, my loves growing and growing That's how I like, from the music I make From the forty come licks, right I watch 'em crumble of the fittest, this business means business Gotta say what I mean, gotta handle to my
I'm one soldier fighting against a whole I'm with bullets, yeah and none of them harming My third eye, six stones, the eyes on the Going from knowledge, the wise
And if I successful In the back of my mind, I wonder why I my nose, yeah, fit to the grindstone Going and showing and growing top of fucking poems
I yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? Come and rumble 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 wanna Come and rumble me I've been working out these in my mind Yo, yo, do you rumble? Come and with me been working out these problems in my mind
And do you rumble? And do you rumble? And do you rumble? And do you rumble?