She said no strings attached, Close the bedroom door and lock the latch ....Sunrise.... will be my demise The city will sleep in the aftermath And that
There is more than meets the eye The distance between us Short and sweet and justified You my friend no alibi If you could think above your thoughts
Perfect! Mistakes! Burning up your eyes, burning up your eyes It's one for me, it's one for you Moving onto something new Perfect! Mistakes! Burning
And there's a fight under city night skylights And there's a fight (Somebody's got to go), And there's the ones, who are very much bigger, They want
It's a revelation We collide through false information Things don't take formation Back to the board and the wondering eyes It's a false impression
Sister Mary forgive all our sins, All the trouble we've all got in, He's gone too far. Can we do this, push and rewind, Can we leave all this behind,
Heads down, check it out, It's all better I found a door, It opens for a better day, Heads down, check it out, It's all better I see a light, I fight
Cannot fake, cannot fake this condition. Cannot fake, cannot fake this condition. Cannot fake, cannot fake this condition. Cannot fake, cannot fake this
Follow the back roads, follow the back roads. In this together, together we try. Follow the back roads, follow the back roads. Always avoiding, avoiding
(Oh Canada we stand on guard, for thee) I told this guy where I was from he said oh, Canada kinda laughs it off, real funny huh? yeah, uh, come on (O
I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
an option A paper long like we was on the trap and we bout ta take the hood shoppin' Get it! [Chorus: Chester Bennington] (Busta Rhymes) *Mike Shinoda
wrong But man my money long I say man my money long Call me stretch Armstrong Big ass chain on my junkyard dog shit Viagra swagga, fuck all yall shit haha, hey, Mike
the gentlemen's club ya heard me? i rap but i'm still selling them o's ya heard me? my man mike still pimpin' them hoes ya heard me? he said if the hoe
go hard Shorty get it in, d-d-daddy go hard Shorty get it in but daddy go hard Shorty get it in, Venus vs. Mars Whether black or white, we both like Mike
's time to take a portrait, portrait Me and you together, that's gorgeous, gorgeous She like my swag and I'm a recordist, cordist She said her ex man
triggers like they got arthiritis My dick big, that's why I walk like I got tendonitis I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis The doc said I got
suit Compton hand Jerry Curl tripping around a waiting shoes Gave Mike all my demo came here to pay my deuce Started off with who can Then I start blazing blue It was all a dream like Big said