Know your role-Method man
Come on, come on
Don't change the station Children and their children, they all chant With the millions upon millions of rock's fans Get ready for the square dance
Here's your chance For a can of *** whooping, from the people's champ
If you smell what the rock's cooking
If you smell what the rock's cooking
If you smell what the rock's cooking
Make you crumble In these wrestlemanias, kid, we royal rumble Telling us that raw is war, what the hell you think we came for?
Just to play with these whips and chainsaws? and sharp gl*** I'll shine them up real nice, turn them Sideways, And shove them up your candy ***
If you smell what the rock's cooking
If you smell what the rock's cooking
If you smell what the rock's cooking
There's no way out Now you got a problem, with the brahma bull Time to throw rock bottom Ain't no way to stop him See the people's eyebrow,
Ignite the crowd Into a feeding frenzy, they want blood now Chinlock and chair shots, suplexes,
Legdrops Finish with the people's elbow and sign it rock
If you smell what the rock's cooking
If you smell what the rock's cooking
If you smell what the rock's cooking
the rock:Do you smell what the rock is cooking?
method man;If you smell what the rock's cooking
the rock:Do you smell what the rock is cooking?
Do you smell what the rock is cooking?
Do you smell what the rock is cooking?
Do you smell what the rock is cooking?