Earthquake
Labrinth feat. Tinie Tempah Kano Wretch 32 and Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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Labrinth, come in

Ladies and Gentlemen, gathered before you are
Five of the finest word-smiths known to mankind
What you are about to witness is no illusion

Tinie Tempah, come in
A hundred thousand people everybody mosh pitting
I make the most of every minute that the clock give me
So come and rock with me everybody rocking out
I make em jump till there's a hole in the fucking ground
Pose for a picture, nigga I am so off the Richter
All I do is shots shots shots, I don't use no cup or no mixer
I rock all my clothes like a hipster
And I rock them shades like a G
That girl be definitely coming if she's coming with me
I'm like a hundred degrees man I'm even hotter than August
See half them girls in your city they probably got on my tour bus
I make 'em ugly
Where my Paracetamol and Anadin and a crystal ball for my n-n-n-nig Labrinth

Kano, come in

Said I been gone for a hot minute
Who put my Rolex on the radiator
Back like boomerang I'm Dundee'ing it
But you might see me later alligator
In some bally lace ups, with some jacket tapered
So much stones you thought it was animation
Wilma on my case cos all these chicks adjacent
To my table tryna drink my vodka and champagne up
I ain't no Matt Damon, but Bourne with Ultimatums
Get rich or die trying so we started caking
I'm doing 'caine but not the brother of Undertaker
And I ain't Muslim but tell my brothers Assalamu Alaykum
Finish him, Kano my nigga no Raiden
Fuck with my dog then my nigga Alsatian
Tell a man, make a man blazing
Cover up what? nigga tuck chains in
Diamonds all in your face like shaving
And the gyal dem call me Earthquake
Cos I make their pussy cave in
I'm a beast

Wretch 32, come in

Got so much cuts I had to teach myself first aid, hey
I'm tryin to learn to play safe
I never get caught out before I get to third base
But still they see me coming I lash in your face
I guess I'm getting foul again
Pure waste and the flows pants are my trouser dem
Throw a little cheese at the rats
Say we're labbin em, you see I'mma be a bigger cat
Watch me scratch it in, scratch it in, scratch it in
I ain't here for no packaging, ain't the cutest brother brother
But shaped like a mannequin
Ladies throwing me their clothes, then using their Apocalips
Brother you ain't got no inner soul, put a sock in it

They thought I disappeared, I just did a gap year
Like a fresher came back like a graduate
Now everybody's scared cause the damage that I've done with two songs
Is probably more than their album did
Be afraid, be afraid I'mma get'cha
Little Lab's making earthquakes in America
I ain't the Messiah but they call me the creator
When I said let there be light how many stars did I make huh?
Yeah I got the Midas touch
Got gold diggers looking at my fine wrist watch
Even got the restaurant to fine dine this fox
Better call me by my name that's right it's Boss now
Levels levels I take the levels up triples
Just take those triples and triple it I'm so far gone
I'm high can't get me down like a hard on
Cause the morning says glory when a star is born hello

I predict an earthquake up in here
Say yeah
I predict an earthquake up in here
Cause we throw bombs on it, throw bombs on it
Just smash something, yes mosh for me
Hey yeah (Oh my God)
We can make an earthquake up in here

Busta, come in

Busa Rhymes Labrinth, coming to a hood near you
Like you're 'bout to get your ass kicked
Try to front little homie I dare you (come on)
With this type of banger is on in the club
Nobody wanna hear you
Then a big foot step up in the place
Like I'm comin' in to kill you
Bang 'em earthquake
Every time I bark on the mic and I won't stop
The I hit 'em and I get 'em all again
Gotta shut it down, everybody knows that I close shop
Yes yes yes, ok
Now I'm in the building, do what I say
Jump around, hands in the air
And you better get to it 'cuz you know I don't play
And let us get it poppin' and then we turn it up a little
Cuz you know we gotta do it and we doin it well
I'm about to explode
Heat it up a little more, beat it up a little more, boy you can't tell
T-Trust me homie
Do not walk up in my shadow
Just respect my handle while we bang and make the
Earth rattle

Go Yeah
I predict an earthquake up in here
Say yeah
I predict an earthquake up in here
Cause we throw bombs on it, throw bombs on it
Just smash something, yeah mosh for me Hey yeah
We can make an earthquake up in here




(So here we go we go)
Labrinth, come in

Overall Meaning

The song "Earthquake" is a collaboration between five talented artists, namely Labrinth, Tinie Tempah, Kano, Wretch 32, and Busta Rhymes. The chorus of the song predicts that an earthquake is about to happen. The lyrics describe the energy and excitement of a live performance as every artist shows off their word-smithery skills. Tinie Tempah raps about his party lifestyle and how he makes the most of every minute. Kano talks about his luxurious lifestyle and how he attracts women. Wretch 32 talks about his ambition and how he has made a huge impact on the music industry with just two songs. Busta Rhymes adds his signature fast-paced rhymes as he raps about his dominance in the club scene.


The song has a fast-paced beat that is perfect for dancing and moshing. The lyrics are full of clever wordplay and bravado that captures the energy of a live performance. The chorus is catchy and memorable, making it a favorite among fans of the artists. Overall, "Earthquake" is the perfect collaboration of five talented artists, each bringing their unique style and personality to the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Labrinth, come in
Addressing Labrinth to enter the scene


Ladies and Gentlemen, gathered before you are Five of the finest word-smiths known to mankind What you are about to witness is no illusion
Introducing the five experts in the art of music. They guarantee a mind-blowing experience for the audience, which is undoubtedly authentic.


Tinie Tempah, come in
Tinie Tempah is asked to join.


A hundred thousand people everybody mosh pitting I make the most of every minute that the clock give me So come and rock with me everybody rocking out I make em jump till there's a hole in the fucking ground
The crowd's enthusiasm is immense as they all dance and jump along with the rhythm. Time is of the essence, so every second matters. He invites everyone to join him in rocking out, which adds to the electric atmosphere. He ensures that his music will make everyone jump nonstop without pause.


Pose for a picture, nigga I am so off the Richter All I do is shots shots shots, I don't use no cup or no mixer I rock all my clothes like a hipster And I rock them shades like a G That girl be definitely coming if she's coming with me I'm like a hundred degrees man I'm even hotter than August See half them girls in your city they probably got on my tour bus I make 'em ugly
He is so famous that he is often asked to have his picture taken, and he's so cool that he doesn't need a glass or a mixer for his shots. He follows a trend as a hipster; therefore, his fashion style is always a hot discussion topic. He sports shades, and girls love him more if he's with them. He's so hot that he could rival the heat of August's sun, and he's surrounded by a horde of girls who followed him on his tour bus. He has the power to turn the beautiful to the ugly.


Where my Paracetamol and Anadin and a crystal ball for my n-n-n-nig Labrinth
He needs some painkillers and a crystal ball for Labrinth.


Kano, come in
Kano is invited to join.


Said I been gone for a hot minute Who put my Rolex on the radiator Back like boomerang I'm Dundee'ing it But you might see me later alligator In some bally lace ups, with some jacket tapered So much stones you thought it was animation Wilma on my case cos all these chicks adjacent To my table tryna drink my vodka and champagne up I ain't no Matt Damon, but Bourne with Ultimatums
He hasn't been around for a long time, and he finds his watch on the radiator. He's back and ready to go, and he may see them again later. He sports bally lace-ups and a tapered jacket, which suits his style. He has so many gems that they appear like animation. He's attracting a lot of ladies who are trying to take his drinks from his table. He claims that he's not Matt Damon, but still capable of having his own Bourne Ultimatums.


Get rich or die trying so we started caking I'm doing 'caine but not the brother of Undertaker And I ain't Muslim but tell my brothers Assalamu Alaykum Finish him, Kano my nigga no Raiden Fuck with my dog then my nigga Alsatian Tell a man, make a man blazing Cover up what? nigga tuck chains in Diamonds all in your face like shaving And the gyal dem call me Earthquake Cos I make their pussy cave in I'm a beast
They aim to make money or die trying, so they started making lots of dough. He doesn't do drugs, but he's not the guy who fights the Undertaker in wrestling. He sends a message to his fellow non-Muslim brothers, a universal Islamic greeting. He tells Kano to finish something, and he's as fierce as a no-nonsense fighter in Mortal Combat. He assures those who mess with his dog, his Alsatian, will be dealt with. He tells a man to light next to him, meaning to smoke. He sports diamonds all over his face, making his sparkling feature akin to smooth shaving, and he nicknamed Earthquake because he can make women feel ecstatic. He's like a fierce beast.


Wretch 32, come in
Wretch 32 is asked to join.


Got so much cuts I had to teach myself first aid, hey I'm tryin to learn to play safe I never get caught out before I get to third base But still they see me coming I lash in your face I guess I'm getting foul again Pure waste and the flows pants are my trouser dem Throw a little cheese at the rats Say we're labbin em, you see I'mma be a bigger cat Watch me scratch it in, scratch it in, scratch it in I ain't here for no packaging, ain't the cutest brother brother But shaped like a mannequin Ladies throwing me their clothes, then using their Apocalips Brother you ain't got no inner soul, put a sock in it They thought I disappeared, I just did a gap year Like a fresher came back like a graduate Now everybody's scared cause the damage that I've done with two songs Is probably more than their album did Be afraid, be afraid I'mma get'cha Little Lab's making earthquakes in America I ain't the Messiah but they call me the creator When I said let there be light how many stars did I make huh? Yeah I got the Midas touch Got gold diggers looking at my fine wrist watch Even got the restaurant to fine dine this fox Better call me by my name that's right it's Boss now Levels levels I take the levels up triples Just take those triples and triple it I'm so far gone I'm high can't get me down like a hard on Cause the morning says glory when a star is born hello
He has been wounded so severely that he had to do his own first aid. He's trying to learn how to play safe, but he never gets into trouble before he reaches the third base. He's still so noticeable that he smacks people in the face with his style. He's getting dirty again. He's got swag and skill in his fashion and talks about small issues as throwing cheese on rats. He believes that he's becoming a secret cat who will become even more influential. He's confident that his music will do much more damage than some full albums. Therefore, people should be afraid of him. Labrinth is making earthquakes in America, and he's the creator, not the Messiah. He challenges how many stars he created when he asked for light. He has the golden touch, and ladies love him and his fine wristwatch. He can even make restaurants want to entertain him like a king. He demands respect and calls himself Boss. He elevates things to the next level and then triples that. He's high, and he can't calm down like a hard-on. Every day is glorious when you're born into stardom.


I predict an earthquake up in here Say yeah Cause we throw bombs on it, throw bombs on it Just smash something, yes mosh for me Hey yeah (Oh my God) We can make an earthquake up in here
He foresees an essential event happening, an earthquake ready to break everything. They will throw bombs at everything, and people should smash or break things apart because that's what he wants them to do. He asks people to acknowledge his prophecy and mosh with him. They should join him while he creates an earthquake.


Busta, come in
Busta is called to join.


Busa Rhymes Labrinth, coming to a hood near you Like you're 'bout to get your ass kicked Try to front little homie I dare you (come on) With this type of banger is on in the club Nobody wanna hear you Then a big foot step up in the place Like I'm comin' in to kill you Bang 'em earthquake Every time I bark on the mic and I won't stop The I hit 'em and I get 'em all again Gotta shut it down, everybody knows that I close shop Yes yes yes, ok Now I'm in the building, do what I say Jump around, hands in the air And you better get to it 'cuz you know I don't play And let us get it poppin' and then we turn it up a little Cuz you know we gotta do it and we doin it well I'm about to explode Heat it up a little more, beat it up a little more, boy you can't tell T-Trust me homie Do not walk up in my shadow Just respect my handle while we bang and make the Earth rattle Go Yeah Just smash something, yeah mosh for me Hey yeah (So here we go we go)
Busta rhymes and Labrinth are coming to the hood where someone's about to face a beating if they try to confront them. Everyone wants to hear their hit song in the club, so don't even try. He's ready to take everyone under his command, and he wants them to jump around and follow his lead. Doing so will turn things up a little, especially since they do things exceptionally well. He's ready to explode, and no one can stop him. With his team, they make the earth rattle in excitement and chaos. Smashing things and moshing is sort of a must for this song. They'll make that happen.




Lyrics © DistroKid, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jermaine Sinclaire Scott, Timothy Lee McKenzie, Kane Brett Robinson, Trevor Smith, Patrick Junior Chukwuemka Okogwu, Mark Richard Antony Roberts

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@MattQrillz

A PRIME EXAMPLE OF A REMIX BEING BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL

@nathandessalegne3970

I come back to this every couple of years to remind me that honest greatness still exists

@theunholyviper

Come back again

@rontified7166

Me leaving this coment so that every time some one likes i remember this masterpiece

@theunholyviper

Watch this again

@mrwoo100

BUSTA AND KANO KILLED IT‼️🔥👍🏼

@pf2537

kane was fire, Wretch had excellent follow up as well. this whole remix was litt

@lordadjei6987

Anyone Still hear in 2020?

@williamjonsson3211

oh hell yeah

@tomnewmanrotta

@@williamjonsson3211 still here!!

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