Four performers trade rapid-fire verses at the 2012 Feats of Strength event, blending freestyle rap, pop-culture references, and personal stories about love and loss. They build energy through call-and-response, crowd chants, and homages to Will.i.am, Britney Spears, and Jimi Hendrix, with constant shifts in tempo and meta-commentary about the performance itself.
Bring the action.
They're watching us. They're watching us. They're watching us.
Everybody in the queue.
All eyes on us. All eyes on us. All eyes on us.
I wanna scream and shout and let it all out. And scream and shout and let it out. We sayin' oh we oh we oh we oh. We sayin' oh we oh we oh we oh. I wanna scream and shout and let it all out. And scream And shout and let it out. We saying oh we oh we oh we oh.
You are now down rocking with Will.i.am and Britney Spears.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, bring the action.
Rock and roll, everybody let's lose control.
All the bottom, we let it go.
Going fast, we ain't going Stop, I was destined. Champagne bucket still got two fizz in it, and I put that on my tattoo with Jimi Hendrix. Get depressed by the outfit, all in it, 'cause the press tell it all. Get a meal ticket, clean necks, get the call, just a little visit. Sacrifice just to make it here, still vivid reality. See, when you're blessed, just kill critics. Who got it? Never been them rich shit, God-fearing, look at me staring, got the block staring, got a good feeling, testify caring. Tell us Billie Jean, I'm on another planet. Thank class, big truck, and leave Prince parents. Why my mama send the Liz? I'm in tears, damn it. 30 years, you'd have thought these emotions vanished. Trying to live, trying to figure how your sister vanished.
No cheers, I know you would have Hey, young Jim, man, why don't you kick some of that, you know, you know how you do it, man. It's a trip, people don't even believe we're together right now.
But tell your story, you know the one I like, right?
Say it, bro.
Riders on the storm. Into this house we're born. Into this world we're thrown. Like a dog without a bone, an actor out on loan. Riders on the storm. There's a killer on the road. His brain is squirming like a toad. Take a long holiday.
Holiday.
Holiday. Let your children play. If you give this man a ride, sweet family will die. Killer on the road.
You're dead.
Going off of this, going off of that, with the Lizard King bumping in the back. How about that? Drifting, lifting, swifting, coasting, testarosting. But the wheels won't stop. 200 on the highway, fresh up off the block. He's a rider, nah, he's a killer. Dressed in all black, but his hat says Stella. Pedal to the metal, I gotta go hard. Drive by and say hello. Hey, Fred Wreck, you my man. Now let me hear what I sound like.
All right, let's set and go.
Why is it not picking any guts?
To be the next?
Oh, this is not a good start for Tyler. Oh yeah.
Remember all the things that you and I did first, and now you're doing them with her. Remember all the things that you and I did first, you got me, got me like this. And now you're taking her to every restaurant and everywhere we went. Come on. And now you're taking her to every restaurant, you got me, got me like this. Boy, you could save me anything you wanna, I don't give a shit, no one else can have ya. I want you back, I want you back, I want you back, I want you back. I broke it off thinking you'd be crying. Looking at you crying. I want you back, I want you back, want you, want you back. Please, this ain't even jealousy. She ain't got a thing on me. Trying to rock them ugly jeans, jeans, jeans. You clearly didn't think this through. If what I've been told is true, you'll be crawling back like Boo-Hoo. Remember all the things that you and I did first, and now you're doing them with her. Remember all the The things that you and I did first. You got me, got me like this. And now you're taking her to every restaurant and everywhere we went. Come on. And now you're taking her to every restaurant. You got me, got me like this. Boy, you could say anything you wanna. I don't give a shit. No one else can have that. I want you back. I want you back. Want you, want you back. I broke it off thinking you'd be crying.
Now I feel like shit looking at you crying. Come on, hop on your feet! Shake your feet! Shake your feet! One more hop on your feet!
Take the dance!
Keep going, Josh! Keep going!
Slow and steady!
One more. Come on, Peter, you got it. No, Peter, that was so bad. You want some help? Yeah, hang on, hang on, hang on, hang on.
Spiked myself on a vine.
Look at the ground.
It's the
