Rumble

[Verse 1]
Fuck talking get to swinging, I leave your shit stinging
You on the floor seeing stars and now your ears is ringing
You should've watched your mouth you don't know what I'm about
I'm all K.O.s fuck unanimous bouts
Floating like a butterfly stinging like a bee
My footwork leaning look something like Ali
And on top of that your boys stronger then Hercules making every nigga that want it fold at the knees
But better yet my hits hit harder than Holyfield
Have your ass sleeping like you fucking drank nyquil
By the time we get through
And theres no round two
First round I had to size em up let his ass know wassup
Let him know I'm not a punk
Let him know I keep it crunk
Your hits dont phase me nigga I can take a punch
Keep it gutta, cause I know you can't take one
Weak niggas fall and the real niggas stay up

[Hook x2]
Yeah, that's the sound when the pack is around
And you knocked out face down in the ground (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Uno dos tres cuatro
How many rounds you think this Floyd nigga go up
I don't think so cause my rap is like fluid
And my fist hits harder than ray Lewis
Niggas like you get dropped in the first round
A jab and two hooks and have you sit down
The first hit counts the most and I don't miss [?]one
Who's next on the list
Niggas run up
Get done up
Fuck's a pistol play, put your guns up
Keith, B, L and me we the niggas they call for street sleep
Don't try to run we'll trip you nigga
We'll get you hit you and dip you nigga
You, you's a poodle nigga and me, I'm a brutal nigga

[Hook x2]
Yeah, that's the sound when the pack is around
And you knocked out face down in the ground (Yeah)

[Verse 3]
I'm a show starter, I break up night
Young Keith is my accomplice, and I made a promise
I ain't gonna stop doing punches
Hit you in the dome one time, break a nigga's leg
Wolf pack in this bitch
You asking for shit
I don't play wit niggas, I'm swift and cool but don't get it side swiped
B-town young hitta cold spitta
In the midst of heat I won't feel you
Been a mystery how I been flawless with these victories
When you hear another hit don't mention me
You niggas is fake like extended weaves
So nigga if you want it, you better holla back
I gotta long dick bitch swallow that
And if you don't do big fights, don't do the match
And I'm passed like bitch you ain't gotta match, ho

[Hook x2]
Yeah, that's the sound when the pack is around
And you knocked out face down in the ground (Yeah)