[Intro]
[Hook: Gnarly Nate]
In pursuit of what I want
I'ma k** it with my squad
Ain't no time to be subtle
See I gotta f**in' eat
So I'm just minding me
And my crew not these bustas
f**in' with the wrong n***as
If you tryna set it off
Don't cause it's trouble
Get the goddamn squad to come through
And they deeper than a f**in' Royal Rumble
Than a f**in' Royal Rumble
Than a f**in' Royal Rumble
Get the goddamn squad to come through
And they deeper than a f**in' Royal Rumble
Than a f**in' Royal Rumble
Than a f**in' Royal Rumble
Get the goddamn squad to come through
And they deeper than a f**in' Royal Rumble
[Verse 1: Forrest Slump]
This that
Sweet Chin Music
Man, I'm just a s**y boy
Heart Break Kid
I'm the wish you never met me boy
Got your b**h reachin' for the rope
Yeah I made her tap out
Cause she don't really like to choke
Stone Cold Stunner out the hummer
Shane McMahon I'm throwin' hundreds
Finna be on Vevo boy I know it's comin'
Gettin' paid-per-view in the summer
Me and Javi tag teaming hoes
Like Hardy Bros
Give em' hell in they cell
Then sayin' adios
Frog Splash in the p**y
Like I'm RVD
I just give em' hard dick
No f**ing TLC
Doin' damage
Leavin n***as like "DAMN!"
Ron Simmons my n***a
I keep it pimpin' my n***a
And it's No Holds Bars , no rules
And b**h
"I spit in the face of people who don't like to be cool"
[Hooks]
[Verse 2: Lsdrew]
It's a f**in Royal Rumble coming through with the clique
Swanton Bombs in the f**in moshpits
Drop kicks to face
Blunts barbed wire laced
One hit and you drip blood all on the stage
ECW flow my rhymes ain't staged
Lay the Smack Down on a n***a tryna hate
Then i f** his b**h Raw on a Monday
Pull out
Leave her a** with a cum face
Then i flying headbu*t the p**y
I'm a savage mutha f**er don't push me
Slide you with a chair the reff wasn't looking
Now you're leaking and your title got tooken
I LIE
I CHEAT
I STEAL
I'll bash your f**in face with steel
My squadrons known to f**in k**
Money in the bank cashin out a MILL
[Verse 3: Gnarly Nate]
Move with my pack
Barbed wire bats
Ain't bring no gats
This real combat
Forfeit this match
I'm off flexin' in my shades like I'm Hogan muf**a'
DDT leave you cracked open muf**a'
Got quarts like lawyers
I wouldn't really trust me
Like you wouldn't Randy Orton
Coming down clean in the whip
Something like JBL
Hardcore Champion
b**h, you tryna' steal my title belt
Pretty b**h, Trish Stratus
Wanna trip that acid
Keep my stash in the Undertaker's casket
Ric Flair mink got a n***a looking dashin'
Hop up off the Harley
It's Gnarly with the army
Got the sledge on me
Boy I feel like Triple H
Off the top rope
Drop kick to the face
Fire from the ground
When I step out, like Kane
Five Knuckle Shuffle
f** you up, then brush my shoulders off
Bound to throw the game in a muf**in' ankle lock
Run up with your Spirit Squad
Back to back Batista Bombs
Guaranteed to take the win
Hands down, like refs
When they countin' the pin
Motherf**er!
[Outro: Gnarly Nate]
WHO'S REALLY TRYNA' STEP IN MY RING?
WHO REALLY THINKS THEY CAN fu*k WITH ME?
TEST YOUR LUCK, b*tch COME AND SEE!
TEST YOUR LUCK, b*tch COME AND SEE!
...
b*tch!