Lyrics:
Hey yo when this first started up, it was just Linkin Park
and then in the middle, came Motion Man
and at the end of it all, it was Kutmaster Kurt
Hey yo when this first started off it was just Linkin Park
Then in the middle came Motion Man
And at the end of it all it was Kutmasta Kut wit
Hey yo when this first started off it was just Linkin Park
Then in the middle came Motion Man
And at the end of it all it was Kutmasta Kut wit
Knowledge I'm knowin I'm sowin this seed I'm no rodent I'm chosen to be
On This road you'll see
Up with the wave and we roll with the heat
Nothin to say cause
arm, it's obvious that I self harm
But it's not like anyone ever tries to help or sound a fucking alarm
No, I'm left alone to cope with all my evil
that
She know a young nigga live by the code
Say she big mad when I pack a bag
Hate it when a nigga always back on road
She hit a nigga line after every
the Creed
So, I here's your Nickelback
Take Parkway then E Street
Make a left a Linkin Park
Go 3 door down now I got
A Bubbas Spark
I got Guns and roses
be so goddamn serious
I could just go on and on
cnd on and on but
While I have you here
I'll skip ahead
Past Pat the Bunny, Linkin Park
Paul Baribeau
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
linking tings in parks
Now I got a tune with Linkin Park
Like goodbye to my old hoe's
Goodbye to the cold roads
I can't die for my postcode
Young
Cuz living like this is torture
I'm treading rough waters
Stuck at the red light intersection crashing'
Linkin Park's One step closer blasting'
Back in
the grocery store
Got the biggest dick dick dick in the walmart
I'm bumping Linkin Park, Limp Bizkit and Slipknot
Catch me doing do-donuts in the parking lot
I
the evils of the world
Like Trigonometry and Prime Numbers, oh no
Baby, please don't go"
She brushed my leg, as she left the bus
I'm sure that was her way
bah)
Don't be fooled by these frames, get left in the dirt
Yeah, I'm not with the talkin' or linkin' shit, disrespect nigga, lit
I just stick
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
a gypsy I was born to roam
Like a wanderer with no fixed abode
I think about the friends
I've left behind on the road
Well, the road's been rocky
Tuesday morning, 8:15
I was riding to work on the
Jackson Park Express
Seemed like any other day
Then my whole world changed
In a way I never
and park it at Magic (skrrt)
Hitman, paid the assassin
Flyin' autopilot (woo), don't need no stylist (no)
Trappin' while I'm driving (trappin'), park it
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Aren't y'all always truckin'
Is that dog food
What up, doggy? Lock it up
This is a place built by my doggy
Sheesh, two
in it
My brain remains spinning
By myself in San Antonio thinking about the ending, but I never did it
Like Linkin Park said, in the end it doesn't
to the e-way
Or drive to Eastlake park by way of first avenue
Keep straight or go right
I chose to go straight
Go down by the lake
No traffic in sight
No cars
cassettes
Just the perfect package for my perfect set
When I met Lucy we were miles apart
So I gave her a tape of Miles and Linkin' Park
A little Paul Kelly
fillin' my cortex
No context needed when the boi raps
Cuz you just got grained by the heat and
You can't deny you might start to fight the feelin
But you
rapping I bet
Lean to the left flow right Oh my god!
A rose by any name got thorns as sharp
Yo, stage names are for porno stars
And Watskeet skeet skeet
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