Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rumble, artist - Afu-Ra. Album song State Of The Arts, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.06.2005
Record label: Decon Media
Song language: English
Rumble |
| I’m a problem child, I’m my own worst enemy |
| No matter what happens in life, precise and nothing scares me |
| Even the bombs is exploding all around me |
| I be the type of man, who stand his ground, firmly |
| I’m compulsive, psychotic in the mental |
| A walking fear factor, seven thirty, it’s that simple |
| I’ve been exposed to a universe of negative fallout |
| The fact that I move on nothing, it makes me wanna ball out |
| Instead, I put vocals to the beats and get it popping |
| The harm glare right through the track, I feel like rocking |
| But back to the program, damn |
| My evil and is taking over like I’m sinking in some quicksand |
| Really I feel like going up in a blaze, hot damn |
| I’m a cross of Jack the Ripper and the Son of Sam |
| It’s like I’m living five lives and of five guys |
| With five million ways to bust heads, so forgive my slide |
| I said yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? |
| Come and rumble with me |
| I’ve been working out these problems in my mind |
| Imagine yourself free falling, falling and falling |
| A thousand story’s, after diggin' some stars in scrolls |
| That’s how I feel, 24 hours a day |
| From Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday |
| Friday and even on Saturday, it’s like I’m trapped in a box |
| Uh-huh, going to war with myself |
| So I can’t stop thinking about killing myself |
| So I do what I do, to do what I do, to break the rules |
| Only form of therapy is to spit it for you |
| Charismatically drastic with this rap shit |
| Thoughts are falling off but send them back like elastic |
| Get the politic sorrows in the music game |
| I’m trynna make sense of corruption in my brain |
| I hope this part of my life, don’t want war with my seeds |
| Masturbation of pornos, wrapped in best flame |
| The little things, that’s gon' drive me insane |
| I said yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? |
| Come and rumble with me |
| I’ve been working out these problems in my mind |
| Yo, do you wanna rumble? |
| Come and rumble with me |
| I’ve been working out these problems in my mind |
| I’m in hell, raised in lyrically blazing |
| To make a long story short, I’m half man, half amazing |
| Sometimes I don’t know whether I’m coming or going |
| So I dive head first into the track and keep flowing and flowing |
| My hearts on my sleeve, my loves growing and growing |
| That’s how I like, from the music I make rumble |
| From the forty come licks, that’s right I watch 'em crumble |
| Survival of the fittest, this business means business |
| Gotta say what I mean, gotta handle to my business |
| I’m one soldier fighting against a whole army |
| I’m little with bullets, yeah and none of them harming |
| My third eye, six stones, the eyes on the prize |
| Going from knowledge, build the wise |
| And if I ain’t successful |
| In the back of my mind, I gotta wonder why |
| I keep my nose, yeah, fit to the grindstone |
| Going and showing and growing top of these fucking poems |
| I said yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? |
| Come and rumble with me |
| I’ve been working out these problems in my mind |
| Yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? |
| Come and rumble with me |
| I’ve been working out these problems in my mind |
| Yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? |
| Come and rumble with me |
| I’ve been working out these problems in my mind |
| Yo, yo, do you wanna rumble? |
| Come and rumble with me |
| I’ve been working out these problems in my mind |
| And do you wanna rumble? |
| And do you wanna rumble? |
| And do you wanna rumble? |
| And do you wanna rumble? |