Spoken Alright They say welcome back Mike, its a pleasure to have yous You the hot shit like metal to magnets Come round back to the staff door access Light up a Cuban, spot a pig mattress Autograph action, sneak through the door S.O.B. and me turning your peace into war So turn the fucking beat up some more And step back pronto, reload the combo Mike, Ryu and Tak Its like some Mo Wade and Marley Marl symphony rock You could turn off the beat and couldnt get me to stop I could give a fat fuck if youre with me or not I do not give a damn Got tracks on the Billboard but here I am With my man Green Lantern raising hell again And so way past go, never sold my soul Hook Beth Gibbons and Shinoda All the museNever sold my soulin myself My desire I cant have Yeah No reason and I thought Ryu Verse 2 Ryu You see what Ive become, top gun, Mac 1 Achtung baby Im the best, I aint got another option Grotesque yet, so fresh, yes never lost not once You see what Ive become, the last six months My lyrics went from oh shit to oh fuck This dude is a problem, dont front The last of the west coast rappers that dont suck This isnt even fun no more I done killed so many people that my gun gets bored Why fight now, I already won this war Everything you think is hot man, I done before From the block shit to the rap shit To the rock shit even to some pop shit Fatten up my pocket, profit Fucking with me, see nothing is free Its RYU from the S.O.B, suck it Verse 3 Tak Cant get a grip, plan sort of slips Stand in front of a fan with his hands full of shit Covered the face before the cameras are clicked Damn, they call him a hell of a man with a lisp Cant escape the dark or erase the thought His heart beats quicker than a racing horse So he blocks his own reflection and ducks from sunlight Then both worlds collide and result in a gunfight Cuts in his chest still, Russian roulette wheel Mistakes might have splattered in the guts into left field Ooh, take a deep breath for the recess Things on the brain to remain as a defect Yeah, a newborn with a new curse Fits like a shoe horn in a blue hearse Dim the lights for the lampshade glow Pull out the pen and let the whole damn thing blow Outro hook Gibbons All the muse in myself My desire I cant have No reason and I thought
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