**[Intro — shouted over a choppy down-tuned riff]** **ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!** Turn that thing up! **WHAT?!** I said TURN THAT THING UP! **YEAH!** **[Verse 1 — swaggering rap cadence]** Walk through the door with a bruise on my grin, Everybody talking but nobody gets in, Cheap little suit with a microphone hand, Telling everybody how to follow the plan. I got a pocket full of quarters and a head full of schemes, Big black speakers and some dangerous dreams, You can keep your lecture, you can keep your advice, I didn't come here just to ask you twice. Knuckle shuffle— Move when I say, Boom boxes jumping At the end of the day. Everybody's got a voice, Everybody's got a beat, And the whole damn room Is stomping on the street. **[Pre-Chorus — gang vocals]** **HEY!** Who's gonna tell us what to do? **NOBODY!** Who's gonna tell us where to go? **NOBODY!** Turn the volume— **UP!** **[Chorus — huge gang vocals]** **KNUCKLE SHUFFLE & BOOM BOXES!** Kick that door and shake the locks! **KNUCKLE SHUFFLE & BOOM BOXES!** Everybody's talking, nobody stops! Left foot! Right foot! Bass line in your chest! **KNUCKLE SHUFFLE & BOOM BOXES!** **WE DON'T NEED YOUR STAMP OF APPROVAL!** **[Verse 2 — faster rap]** Back to the broadcast— Who wrote that line? Who picked the villain? Who picked the crime? Who gets the money? Who gets the blame? Who changes the rules Then forgets your name? Scratch that record— Run it back— Funny how the truth disappears When the cameras attack. Every little outrage gets packaged and sold, Every little fear gets recycled and rolled. They want a clean-cut story with a hero and a fool, But real life doesn't fit inside a two-minute news bulletin. So I talk too loud? Good. I move too fast? Good. You don't like my attitude? **THAT'S TOO BAD!** **[Guitar Scratch Break]** *CHK-CHK!* *SKRRAAAP!* *CHK-CHK!* *SKRRAAAP!* **BOOM!** *DUN-DUN-DUN!* **[Verse 3 — aggressive rap/punk delivery]** Now everybody in the room better loosen that collar, You can hear that bass from a block down the corner. No backstage pass, no special invitation, Just a room full of people with an appetite for confrontation. Not looking for a master, Not waiting for a king, Not buying every promise That a polished mouth can sing. You want silence? Wrong crowd. You want obedience? Wrong town. You want everybody marching When you point your finger down? **WE'LL DANCE TO OUR OWN DRUM!** **[Breakdown — call and response]** **KNUCKLE!** **SHUFFLE!** **BOOM!** **BOX!** **KNUCKLE!** **SHUFFLE!** **BOOM!** **BOX!** **WHO'S GOT THE BEAT?** **WE DO!** **WHO'S GOT THE VOICE?** **WE DO!** **WHO'S GOT THE FLOOR?** **WE DO!** **THEN GIVE ME MORE!** **[Final Chorus]** **KNUCKLE SHUFFLE & BOOM BOXES!** Kick that door and shake the locks! **KNUCKLE SHUFFLE & BOOM BOXES!** Everybody's talking, nobody stops! Left foot! Right foot! Bass line in your chest! **KNUCKLE SHUFFLE & BOOM BOXES!** **WE DON'T NEED YOUR STAMP OF APPROVAL!** **[Outro — stop/start riff]** **CHK!** Knuckle! **CHK!** Shuffle! **DUN!** Boom! **DUN!** Boxes! **HEY!** Run it back! **HEY!** Run it back! **KNUCKLE SHUFFLE & BOOM BOXES!**
