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That's how you stand up against the rising of the tied.
Yeah, like that Y'all
Uh huh, whoo, like that
Fort Minor, S.O.B.
Yeah, like this, listen
Attention please I only need a second
To make a mental impression directly on any record so
Give me space to move room to prove I'm stupid with the P's and Q's
Ladies and gentlemen I'm sending you bending
Pretending the pen is a needle I'm injecting the venom
And I'll be damned if I let another man get to me
I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry
I'm back with fury attack quickly
Sick with a BIC pen, all up in your shit man
You never knew the flow was sick as this
Bitch listen when I'm letting you know
Got a grip on these tracks that you wish you got
Got a clique full of assholes I kid you not
So when that mixtape's done and that album drops
Ryu and Tak and me got it loaded and locked believe it
You still breathing? I'm cocking and squeezing
Tucked still? Nope I don't give a fuck who sees it
Broad days sitting sideways stuffed in a small cave
For three fucking weeks 'til you reek like dog waste
Uh really I put a punk in his place
Let's see if he freestyles with a pump in his face
Got something to say? Please better keep it a secret
The streets got hideous ways of handling beef bitch
So eat shit hate it or love it the underdogs on top
Getting faded telling people to suck it
Bucking 'em down for real while you fucking around
I'm stuck in the house for months tryin to sharpen my skills
So how does it feel? You lames want to claim my throne
You got a better chance getting Danny Hayes on the phone (haha!)
Good luck I flame suckers 'til they're black and crispy
Sneaking heat up in the club like a flask of whisky
Yeah, I'm here to crack the roof in
You got a nice watch but your raps are useless
You better cut the crap 'fore i snap some nooses
And leave you all snoozing' on some afternoon shit
I hit the streets with a cake and batter for fun
Just to spit bleach in his face
It's lunchtime punk open the face
Hit you with a punchline 'til you choke on your teeth
Catch me at the show rockin' in that tipsy mode
Like Angels and Demons unlocking DaVinci's Code
One drop in the cannister people split the globe
Blowing every planet to shit once I hit the road
You in the tight bitch cut you with apathy
I'm on the night shift see I hustle like cassidy
So kll that chit-chat and let the west coast see
One of the illest names Rikbat from S.O.B.
That's right, Fort Minor
We Major, Mike Shinoda, S.O.B.
Heavy Guard, Machine Shop, Linkin Park
You know, man, this is an...
Así es como se pone de pie contra la subida del empate.
Sí, como que Y'all
Uh huh, whoo, al igual que
Fort Minor, SOB
Sí, así, escuchar
Atención por favor, sólo necesito un segundo
Para realizar una impresión mental directamente en cualquier registro de forma
Dame espacio para cambiar de habitación para probar que soy estúpido con los P y Q de
Señoras y señores: yo estoy enviando flexión
Pretender que la pluma es una aguja que estoy inyectando el veneno
Y que me aspen si dejo que otro hombre llegar a mí
Voy a te herirá con un zapato a la joyería familia
Ya estoy de vuelta con furia ataque rápido
Enfermos con un bolígrafo BIC, todo en su hombre de la mierda
Nunca se sabía el flujo estaba enfermo ya que esto
Perra escuchar cuando me estoy dejando saber
Tiene un control sobre estos temas que usted desea que usted tiene
Tengo una camarilla lleno de pendejos No estoy bromeando
Así que cuando mixtape que ha hecho y que cae álbum
Ryu y Tak y yo tenemos que cargar con llave creen que
Todavía respirando? Estoy amartillar y apretando
Metido todavía? No. Yo no me importa una mierda que lo ve
Amplias día sentado de lado metido en una pequeña cueva
Por puto tres
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Fort minor
Dolla
Dolla
That's how you stand up against the rising of the tied.
Yeah, like that Y'all
Uh huh, whoo, like that
Fort Minor, S.O.B.
Yeah, like this, listen
Attention please I only need a second
To make a mental impression directly on any record so
Give me space to move room to prove I'm stupid with the P's and Q's
Ladies and gentlemen I'm sending you bending
Pretending the pen is a needle I'm injecting the venom
And I'll be damned if I let another man get to me
I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry
I'm back with fury attack quickly
Sick with a BIC pen, all up in your shit man
You never knew the flow was sick as this
Bitch listen when I'm letting you know
Got a grip on these tracks that you wish you got
Got a clique full of assholes I kid you not
So when that mixtape's done and that album drops
Ryu and Tak and me got it loaded and locked believe it
You still breathing? I'm cocking and squeezing
Tucked still? Nope I don't give a fuck who sees it
Broad days sitting sideways stuffed in a small cave
For three fucking weeks 'til you reek like dog waste
Uh really I put a punk in his place
Let's see if he freestyles with a pump in his face
Got something to say? Please better keep it a secret
The streets got hideous ways of handling beef bitch
So eat shit hate it or love it the underdogs on top
Getting faded telling people to suck it
Bucking 'em down for real while you fucking around
I'm stuck in the house for months tryin to sharpen my skills
So how does it feel? You lames want to claim my throne
You got a better chance getting Danny Hayes on the phone (haha!)
Good luck I flame suckers 'til they're black and crispy
Sneaking heat up in the club like a flask of whisky
Yeah, I'm here to crack the roof in
You got a nice watch but your raps are useless
You better cut the crap 'fore i snap some nooses
And leave you all snoozing' on some afternoon shit
I hit the streets with a cake and batter for fun
Just to spit bleach in his face
It's lunchtime punk open the face
Hit you with a punchline 'til you choke on your teeth
Catch me at the show rockin' in that tipsy mode
Like Angels and Demons unlocking DaVinci's Code
One drop in the cannister people split the globe
Blowing every planet to shit once I hit the road
You in the tight bitch cut you with apathy
I'm on the night shift see I hustle like cassidy
So kll that chit-chat and let the west coast see
One of the illest names Rikbat from S.O.B.
That's right, Fort Minor
We Major, Mike Shinoda, S.O.B.
Heavy Guard, Machine Shop, Linkin Park
You know, man, this is an...
Fort minor
Dolla
Dolla
Así es como se pone de pie contra la subida del empate.
Sí, como que Y'all
Uh huh, whoo, al igual que
Fort Minor, SOB
Sí, así, escuchar
Atención por favor, sólo necesito un segundo
Para realizar una impresión mental directamente en cualquier registro de forma
Dame espacio para cambiar de habitación para probar que soy estúpido con los P y Q de
Señoras y señores: yo estoy enviando flexión
Pretender que la pluma es una aguja que estoy inyectando el veneno
Y que me aspen si dejo que otro hombre llegar a mí
Voy a te herirá con un zapato a la joyería familia
Ya estoy de vuelta con furia ataque rápido
Enfermos con un bolígrafo BIC, todo en su hombre de la mierda
Nunca se sabía el flujo estaba enfermo ya que esto
Perra escuchar cuando me estoy dejando saber
Tiene un control sobre estos temas que usted desea que usted tiene
Tengo una camarilla lleno de pendejos No estoy bromeando
Así que cuando mixtape que ha hecho y que cae álbum
Ryu y Tak y yo tenemos que cargar con llave creen que
Todavía respirando? Estoy amartillar y apretando
Metido todavía? No. Yo no me importa una mierda que lo ve
Amplias día sentado de lado metido en una pequeña cueva
Por puto tres
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
