(Intro - Heavy, distorted bassline drops. Crisp, snapping snare drum with tight hi-hats. A faint, low rumble like shifting earth. A scratchy vocal sample of "Yeah... uh-huh...") (Verse 1) Yo, check the mic, one two, the pressure's on blast, From tunnels unknown, built to truly last. Got veins like the bedrock, strength of the stone, King of the mountain, ain't nobody on my throne. Hear the pickaxe ringin', deep beneath the crust, Every swing's a statement, buildin' up that trust. We don't chase the surface, with the sun in our eyes, Our kingdom is carved where the deepest wisdom lies. So if you talkin' kingdoms, or who runs the spot, Remember where the power's forged, in a place that's red hot. (Chorus - Beat hits harder, with a menacing synth stab or horn. Vocals are layered, more aggressive, with a strong emphasis on the "Nimbledook" line.) And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus, The Rock Gnomes of Nimbledook ain't nothin' to mess with! Straight from the motherf***in' caves that's busted, The Rock Gnomes of Nimbledook ain't nothin' to mess with! (Verse 2) They roll up to the cavern, thinkin' they too bold, With shiny armor glintin', stories to be told. But we see through the glitter, past the surface game, Our tunnels run deeper, ignitin' the flame. Got drills that could shatter mountains, hands that can crush, When the earth starts shakin', don't be in a rush. Every single G-nome here, got that iron in their soul, From the deepest dark fissures, we take our control. So step lightly on our ground, respect what you see, 'Fore you get buried quick, for eternity. (Chorus - Beat hits harder, with a menacing synth stab or horn. Vocals are layered, more aggressive, with a strong emphasis on the "Nimbledook" line.) And if you want beef, then bring the ruckus, The Rock Gnomes of Nimbledook ain't nothin' to mess with! Straight from the motherf***in' caves that's busted, The Rock Gnomes of Nimbledook ain't nothin' to mess with! (Bridge - Beat strips down to just bass and drums, with a slightly eerie, echoing synth. Vocal is more direct, almost a warning.) We ain't just diggin' ore, we diggin' deep truth, Got ancient power flowin', from our elder youth. Every tunnel's a pathway, every chamber a might, We own the damn darkness, we master the night. So think twice, homey, before you disrespect, The underground empire, ain't nothin' to detect. (Outro - Beat builds to a final, heavy climax. The "Nothin' to mess with!" line is repeated, chopped, and distorted, fading out with heavy bass and the sound of distant, powerful rock grinding.) Ain't nothin'... to mess with! Nimbledook! Yeah! (Sound of a final, powerful, echoing pickaxe strike.)
