[Intro]
[Hook: Gnarly Nate]
In pursuit of what I want
I'ma kill it with my squad
Ain't no time to be subtle
See I gotta fuckin' eat
So I'm just minding me
And my crew not these bustas
Fuckin' with the wrong niggas
If you tryna set it off
Don't cause it's trouble
Get the goddamn squad to come through
And they deeper than a fuckin' Royal Rumble
Than a fuckin' Royal Rumble
Than a fuckin' Royal Rumble
Get the goddamn squad to come through
And they deeper than a fuckin' Royal Rumble
Than a fuckin' Royal Rumble
Than a fuckin' Royal Rumble
Get the goddamn squad to come through
And they deeper than a fuckin' Royal Rumble
[Verse 1: Forrest Slump]
This that
Sweet Chin Music
Man, I'm just a sexy boy
Heart Break Kid
I'm the wish you never met me boy
Got your bitch 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 pussy
Like I'm RVD
I just give em' hard dick
No fucking TLC
Doin' damage
Leavin niggas like "DAMN!"
Ron Simmons my nigga
I keep it pimpin' my nigga
And it's No Holds Bars , no rules
And bitch
"I spit in the face of people who don't like to be cool"
[Hooks]
[Verse 2: Lsdrew]
It's a fuckin Royal Rumble coming through with the clique
Swanton Bombs in the fuckin 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 nigga tryna hate
Then i fuck his bitch Raw on a Monday
Pull out
Leave her ass with a cum face
Then i flying headbutt the pussy
I'm a savage mutha fucker 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 fuckin face with steel
My squadrons known to fuckin kill
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 mufucka'
DDT leave you cracked open mufucka'
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
Bitch, you tryna' steal my title belt
Pretty bitch, Trish Stratus
Wanna trip that acid
Keep my stash in the Undertaker's casket
Ric Flair mink got a nigga 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
Fuck you up, then brush my shoulders off
Bound to throw the game in a mufuckin' 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
Motherfucker!
[Outro: Gnarly Nate]
WHO'S REALLY TRYNA' STEP IN MY RING?
WHO REALLY THINKS THEY CAN FUCK WITH ME?
TEST YOUR LUCK, BITCH COME AND SEE!
TEST YOUR LUCK, BITCH COME AND SEE!
...
BITCH!