Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Vocals
Joey Cool
Joey Cool
Vocals
King Iso
King Iso
Vocals
Ben Cybulsky
Ben Cybulsky
Guitar
Krizz Kaliko
Krizz Kaliko
Vocals
Sean Tyler
Sean Tyler
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Johnson
Dwayne Johnson
Songwriter
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Songwriter
Taven Johnson
Taven Johnson
Songwriter
Tarrel C. Gulledge
Tarrel C. Gulledge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Lyrics

Rumble, they gon' take yo' face off Spirit of a lion describes my soul Give it up to Zion, then my fire grows Wishin' of a riot inside my lobe And my trippin' is the highest when I fight my foes! Bip, I'ma hit 'em with this, you 'bout to get yo' ass kicked My technique is so sick, I'm 'bout to make the hit quick Whole 'lotta muscle, you don't wanna be in a tussle (yeah, yeah) Better than me? That's rubble You want trouble? What's up though? (Yeah) Feelings hot to kill, a top guerilla Drop and kneel to pops, I grilled the opp For real, ya clock, it yield and stop Ya will is shot, the deal was knock ya 'til ya plop I got the hell comin' yo way (yeah) You softer than a thing of Yoplait Never competitive with the better kid, I go cray Gonna be deaded because I fed it to the Mo', graves (yeah) When you wake up in that wet blood Ain't no way you 'bout to get up How you know that I taxed yo' ass? 'Cause you got the motherfuckin' check stub (rrr) Always gonna have to pay costs When you steppin' in my way, boss When I build steel and you stay soft You're gonna punk out when we face off Rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon'- Rumble there, young man, they rumble Run up, get a combo quickly Help you understand, but stay humble (doo-doo) Don't nobody wanna talk about the way of the world The weight of the world'll make 'em all crumble And I might stumble, but I pick myself up Brush myself off, my thoughts of a god-damn boss! (Woo) I am at their neck like I'm Malcolm X Like I'm Dr. King, like I'm Cornel West Like I'm Huey P., like I'm Booker T Like I'm Rosa Parks, I'ma need my rest Niggas know what I'm 'bout, I'll run up in yo' house Feet up all on your couch, sock you right in your mouth I ain't after no clout, it could really go south I'm prepared to go to battle whenever there is a bout (ah) I am Muhammad Ali I'm payin' the homage, policy is to be honest I take it beyond it though I can relate to ebonics, and really I hate to be ominous All of your hate is too obvious I am the hustle, the muscle, I play for the audience I am a gangster with knowledge If you wanna enter the ring, I would hate to be opposite Jab with the right, jab with the left Jab with the right, now you got 'em all staggerin' He gon' come back with the right, back with the left That's when you step to the side, now dagger You gon' be damned if you do, damned if you don't Bastard, I'm like Cassius, my swagger It really don't matter, pardon, I'm hardened Lawless, the Martian kickin' that jargon (ah) Rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon'- Barber cape off how I'm givin' the fade Based off the description, I gave Cut the game off, I'm a street fighter Beat the brakes off like the whip on the stage Hand out ass whippings My plate haters ate off, yeah, get Hitler a steak It'll be chaos like an emerald chase When I face off in a Nicolas Cage Y-y-y-yeah, I'm livin' in rage Punch a pussy nigga like I'm fistin' his babe I was sittin' in the 'spital, goin' mental, doc had told me They'll forget me, but they didn't, I remember them days And I don't wanna be Batman, nigga, I'm Bane Literally how the venom enters my veins Since a little one, Killa really been sick in the brain And the more I think about it, my life was twisted, wait Reminiscin' on when mom and dad would wonder Why they couldn't reach me like they didn't have my number Fightin' for my sanity, I never had the hunger Put a nigga underground quick, that's a bunker Sh-shock 'em like I'm Master's brother Better pick your battles, busters halfway under Hit more times than acupuncture When it comes to rumblin', I'm Afro Thunder Really it be funny when I kick it to you dummies How I'm grippin' on the iron when I'm rhymin' on the mic Because it really will get bloody like I'm kickin' it with buddies When I beat a nigga up like I was Iron nigga Mike I tell 'em they don't wanna tussle when I'm at 'em, they gon' drop Bet you that he stumble when I jab him then I cross Leave a nigga humble like, "Damn" when Kenny dropped 'Cause really we can rumble like Jackie in the Bronx We gon'- Rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off They gon' rumble, they gon' take yo' face off (yeah) It's about drive, it's about power We stay hungry, we devour Put in the work, put in the hours And take what's ours (ahoo) Black and Samoan in my veins My culture bangin' with Strange I change the game, so what's my motherfuckin' name? (Rock!) (What they gonna get though?) Desecration, defamation If you wanna bring it to the masses Face to face now we escalatin' when I have to put boots to asses Mean on ya like a dream when I'm rumblin' You're gonna scream, "Mama" So bring drama to the king Brahma (then what?) Comin' at ya with extreme mana (Ahoo, ahoo, ahoo) Thank you brother, Tech N9ne Thank you, Teremana One take, that's a wrap Face off, um
Writer(s): Taven Johnson, Aaron D. Yates, Michael Summers, Dwayne Johnson, Tarrel C. Gulledge Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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