Lyrics:
i'm
More looking for, like, a really cool tour
To do me and Linkin Park
Were supposed to do a
Generationally untouchable tour the idea of
It is still
By Nirvana
Memory-y-uh
The first CD I ever stole
From my dad's CD collection
Was an album titled Nevermind
It blew my mind to pieces
Both of us came
walking through roses in Parks
This album too hard
Hundred thousand at large
I'm expecting to sell, yeah
Drip too hard
While the rain got you caught
I
music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like
rap-rock
Flipping past the bin for Limp Bizkit
Kept seeing this other band right next to it
A band by the name of Linkin Park
Graffiti street soldier
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
I'm like a Bat Out of Hell, being pulled by Black Stallions.
Waiting for Metallica to make another Black Album.
Created a stone age cage, I'm fenced
Those autographs from Linkin Park, i keep up on my wall
I told you I'd go sober but I've been drunk throughout it all
This the year in pictures
EP 2
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
except for one of them
Dad where do I sleep no comment
Look my younger brother
You can have a sit next to me don't bother
Look Linkin Park also sitting
to the car
I got goons that'll make it spark, and I don't gotta throw a blow
Niggaz ready to stage dive like they Linkin Park
The hood love a nigga cause I
What a day at the park (The Estate Sale)
What a day at the park (Gangsta Grizillz, yeah)
I pulled up in that eighteenth letter repeat buggy
Had
Like linkin park niggas kno how I rock
They freed one the guys and let him out the box
Crazy we been duckin law for some years
We used run round
see they dog die
How you lookin so fine
I don't wanna cross lines but I lost mine
Find me by the East Park rollin up loud
Plus I got about a quarter
different, I'm sleek
I might cop the crib in Aspen, park the Jeep
We comin' with that C.O.D., it's blood in the streets
I'm thinkin' 'bout these numbers all
instruments he’d never seen in books or mentioned by Older- it was a Temple to the God of Lutes. In one corner was a mixing station, with cords that ran
within just to live on the outside
It was Linkin Park when I was thinking dark
The Chili's for funk and Blink for Pop-punk
Hilltop is what we played in
veins too (trust)
We just used to link in parks
I just smash my yard while listening to Linkin Park
Things are dark, heart sinking when I think of Marc
weren't properly shown
Outside of off of the dome
I'd resort to offing my dome
Get Nirvana Linkin Parks knowing
In The End I'm Numb to bros
That's why I
even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce
a thousand sheets of acid
and distribute it witcho' album, no doubt that'll be a classic
Dude lockin up every fashion, whether it's dope from weed to coke
from
who you brought there
There’s no one that I’d rather in my corner
Oh oh oh there we go
Riding our bikes faster faster we go
Side by side yeah wherever
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
winning? Just
So that a nigga in the street
Can give me a fucking dap?
The same niggas that didn't buy
My album any fucking way
That downloaded the shit? Get
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