Rumble Lyrics - Singles - U-god

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Are you ready? Are you mad inside? 

Got you strapped down to your seats 

Outta the doorway, bullets ripped, full clip 

God speed, approach follow my lead 

Fire winds gust, empire crush 

Full thrust, fall in the hole, roll wit' the rush 

Untouchable chunk of air, wax and soul 

Sound waves slay out the back, can't smoke 

My belly-full prance dance, avalanche quote 

Down slope, elegant as Fantasia 

Killer whale tale inhale, black male from Asia 

All out the wood works, hood shirts and wizards 

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No match, unhatch, the rap is rigid 

In the shaft, shotty cop, hip hop to the limit 

Night watch, pad mark, sparks spin a quake nuclear blast 

Heavy on the cash, gimme what it takes now 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble 

The diabolic witty, dialect's darker than Gotham City 

Wit' the possibility to stop your walkin' ability 

God forgive me, spark enemies wit' pistol grips 

The missile tip's impact hit you so hard, you shit through your dick 

Official scripts strikes when physical hits 

You physical bitch, watch for the imperial blitz, serious shit 

Submit, subject to the wreck wartone and thought poems 

Liver than WWF Warzone 

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Walk upon the guarded tracks, bodies collapse 

Rap for lottery stacks, shatter like when pottery cracks 

Logical facts from the terror dome 

Spill from the guts, trail to you puss from where you bust 

In God, you now entrust 

Dog you like hound and mutts 

Pound pups get sound struck 

Clown what? You'll get drowned in the cut 

While crowd round up 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble 

Aiyyo yo, I spit bars 

Travellin' tremendous speed measurin' far 

Been bustin' satellites circlin' Mars 

Verbal onslaught, bring forth physical force 

Of a hundred wild niggas piled in a Trojan Horse 

Thought method, set it on generic mic ethic 

Professional neck shit, left foes beheaded 

This music is mind control like computer chips 

Been doin' this for numerous years, refuse to lose it 

Wit' turbo tactics, maneuver like a trained soldier 

Hall of Fame flame thrower, take game, it's game over 

Ayatollah, high roller nine totter 

Mind controller, 2009 time folder 

My coalition, bring the demolition 

Wu-blade decision, slate the competition 

Wit' no intermission, spittin' hazardous darts 

Up front like Rosa Parks makin' million men march 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble 

Yo, who got next? Meth got next 

I chin check, all these MC's line 'em up God, I Declare holy war, it be hard to dip and dodge 

Police squads tryin' to bogard, we rip and rob 

The boulevard ain't safe for your kids, that's how it is 

In the ghetto, we ain't scared to death but scared to live 

So Goldy, mosey to the spot, get that moldy 

Rusty-ass .38 Special, niggas owe me 

Slowly I turn, face the one and only 

Naughty by nature, do my dirt all by my lonely 

Ask Pretty Tony, when I got a bitch, I keeps a bitch 

36 Chambers, enter at your own risk 

Take that watch off and tuck your necklace 

City never sleeps, streets is restless 

Rap style'll slave you, when you least expect it 

Pull the plug on your respirator, leave you breathless 

Wu-Tang forever and a day, better warn your boys 

I deploy battleship rap, seek and destroy 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble 

Rage, rock, roll, fight 

Brawl, fall, rumble