__Believe Me __
Yeah!
[chorus]
I guess
That this is where we've come to
If you don't want to
Then you don't have to believe me
But I won't be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You're on your own now believe me
I don't want to be the one to blame
You like fun and games
Keep playing em
I'm just sayin
Think back then
We was like one and the same
On the right track
But I was on the wrong train
Just like that
Now you've got a face to pain
And the devil's got a fresh new place to play
In your brain like a maze you can never escape the rain
Every damn day is the same shade of grey
Hey
I used have a little bit of a plan
Used to
Have a concept of where I stand
But that concept slipped right out of my hands
Now I don't really even know who I am
Yo, what do I have to say
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free
What ever happens to you, we'll see
But it's not gonna happen to me
[chorus]
I guess
That this is where we've come to
If you don't want to
Then you don't have to believe me
But I won't be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You're on your own now believe me
Back then, I thought you were just like me
Somebody who could see all the pain I see
But you proved to me unintentionally
That you would self-destruct eventually
Now I'm thinking like the mistake I made doesn't hurt
But it's not gonna work
Cause it's really much worse than I thought
I wished you were something that you were not
And now this guilt is really all that I got
You turned your back
And walked away in shame
All you got is a memory of pain
Nothing makes sense so you stare at the ground
I hear your voice in my head when no one's around
What do I have to say
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free
What ever happens to you, we'll see
But it's not gonna happen to me
[chorus]
I guess
That this is where we've come to
If you don't want to
Then you don't have to believe me
But I won't be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You're on your own now believe me
[bridge]
[chorus]
I guess
That this is where we've come to
If you don't want to
Then you don't have to believe me
But I won't be there when you go down
Just so you know now
You're on your own now believe me
Do what i have to do
You're on your own now believe me
What ever happens to you
You're on your own now believe me
What do I have to say
You're on your own now believe me
It's not gonna happen to me
You're on your own now believe me
__There They Go __
[Mike:]
One time for my Machine Shop crew and then its
Two times S.O.B and LP too and then it's
Three times It's Mike and Six on the track and then
Four Times when we come in through the back they're sayin
[Chorus:]
Oh no close the door
Shut the lights and start to the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go
[Mike:]
Armed and dangerous bitch
Ya'll cant really hang with us in this
Everyone's so afarid of us& shit
Makes me wanna hang it up and quit
Forget aboit all the things you heard before
'Bout time that we're kicking down your door
Everybody's gonna hit the fucking floor
Like " please Mike dont hurt me anymore"
I dont gotta have a secret lie or an alibi
everybody knows why I'm here
I'd just as soon crazk a bottle
As crack you over the head with a bottle a bear
So just listen up there powder puff
Better believe that I'm not playing
You can love it you can hate
But dont mistake it everboy's saying
[Chorus]
What you really wanna do is this
Just make believe thati dont exist
But you wont cause everytime you go to sip
I talk right over you just like this
It's annoying just for you
You can scream all day 'til your face is blue
Im gettin in your head and you know it too
And thats just me you dont know my crew
My man Sixx John understand though
The way that he flows you can call him Rambo
Never miss a shot never run out of ammo
Coming with heat like a goddamn commando
And in S.O.B
Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully, Cheapshot
Now you see
Fuck with me?, nah , Sixx
[Sixx John:]
Uh oh whatere you yell when you see that door colse
Imma bail through the back (fo sho)
Straight to the bar so i can act (a fool)
I figure you guys would get a little surprised
Youy eyes wide when its me and Mike Shinod
Im just plain old Sixx John from the Nam- District
This is not supposed
I still talk with awkaward speech
Im like a dog that's off his leash
Step out with a Fort Minor patch on a black tee
Niggas scared to walk these streets
I aint trippin homie talk is cheap
Accapella or we can bark on a beat
And if that aint enough action i got
Seventeen pages in the little magazine i keep
[Mike:]
We got this place rockin' beat knockin non stopping
If ya'll are with it let me hear it now (yeah) yo
One time
for my Machine shop crew and then its
Two times
S.O.B and LP too and then its
Three times
Its Mike and Sixx on the track and
Four times
we do it like that
__Remember The Name __
Mike]
You ready? Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you who want to know what we`re all about
It`s like this y`all (c`mon!)
[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck,
Twenty percent skill,
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
Five percent pleasure,
Fifty percent pain,
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
[Mike]
Mike
He doesn`t need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it`s the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em`
He knows the code:
It`s not about the salary
It`s about reality and making some noise
Makin' a story
Makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down, Tak`s pickin it up!
(Let`s go!)
[Tak]
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone`s help, and get some respect
He`s only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
[Ryu]
This is twenty percent skill
Eighty percent beer
Be one hundred percent clear, 'cause Ryu is ill
Who would`ve thought that he`d be the one to set the west in flames
Then I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "The Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took 'em to church
I like bleach man, Ryu had the stupidest verse
This dude is the truth, now everybody givin him guest spots
His stock`s through the roof I heard he fuckin with S-Dot!
[Chorus]
It`s just ten percent luck,
Twenty percent skill,
Fiftteen percent concentrated power of will,
Five percent pleasure,
Fifty percent pain,
And a hundred perecnt reason to remember the name!
[Ryu]
They call him Ryu he's sick
And he`s spittin' fire and Mike
Got him out the dryer he`s hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine
He`s a prick, he`s a cock
The type woman want to be with
And rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin`
Patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda`s takin over the globe
He`s got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid`s throat
[Tak]
Tak
He`s not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep askin him, was it given at birth,
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No. He`s livin' proof,
Got him rockin the booth
He`ll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice (juice)
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do n give a hundred percent!
[Mike]
Forget Mike
Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he`s never got time
Because he writes every note, and he writes every line
And I`ve seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It`s like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with the kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus]
This is ten percent luck,
Twenty percent skill,
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
Five percent pleasure,
Fifty percent pain,
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
This is ten percent luck,
Twenty percent skill,
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
Five percent pleasure,
Fifty percent pain,
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
[Outro - Mike]
Yeah! Fort Minor!
M. Shinoda, Styles of Beyond!
Ryu, Takbir!
Machine Shop!
__In Stereo __
That beat is hard
This is how it goes,
Welcome one and all to the show.
We're wired up, fired up
Fucking ready to go.
In the back of the parking lot,
Outsida of da bar,
20 deep, 20 feet
From the boulevard.
Black hoodies, black caps
Black label and glasses
Previewing the new shit before all the masses.
Cuz the first thing I need when I got a new beat,
Is to see how it sounds echoing off the street.
I just take it for a spin,
Pop the CD in,
Slide it up to ten and get that rear view shaking.
Play it again so there's no mistakin`,
San Andrea is the block, get this bitch earth quaking.
Like ohhhh!
Ready for it here we go,
We got the whole block rocking in stereo.
Taking control, letting everybody know
And if you feel like me hear everybody go
Ohhhh!
You're not ready
I got plenty cuts for twenty months drop steadily.
Plenty tracks to empty on your whack pedigree
I'm back heavily while your back peddling.
Forget the chit chat, homey homey kick back
I'm that shit that can get your homey bitch slapped.
So zip your lip back
Listen and watch we got the whole block rockin
Off the way to beat knocks
You don't have to wanna beat along the corner they know
That if you're standing on that corner
Then you're getting that show
World premiering
You're hearing
That machine shop flow
San Andrea is the block, get this bitch earth quaking
Like ohhhh!
-
Ready for it here we go,
We got the whole block rocking in stereo.
Taking control, letting everybody know.
And if you feel it let me hear everybody go
Ohhhh!
Ready for it here we go,
We got the whole block rocking in stereo.
Taking control, letting everybody know.
And if you feel it let me hear everybody go
Ohhhh!
Turn the key,
turn the volume up to loud
Roll right roll every window down
Let the whole block know what this about
Turn it up ya'll burn that system out
Turn the key,
turn the volume up to loud
Roll right roll every window down
Let the whole block know what this about
Turn it up ya'll
Burn up that system like
Like ohhhh!
Ready for it here we go,
We got the whole block rocking in stereo.
Taking control, letting everybody know
And if you feel let me hear everybody go
Ohhhh!
We got the whole block rocking in stereo.
Taking control, letting everybody know
And if you feel let me hear everybody go
Ohhhh!
Let's go ahead a test out the speakers you ready
Let's go like this
Anasayfa 
