[FM] Teksty z 'We Major'

28 paź 2005
więcej | komentarze (0) 28.10.2005 - 08:41 - napisał corell | Projekt: Fort Minor

Zamieszczam teksty do najbardziej "powernych" kawałków na mixtape'ie. Chyba się ze mną zgodzicie, że są to "100 Degrees", "There They Go", "S.C.O.M" i ""Bloc Party". Jak zwykle są to teksty pisane ze słuchu, więc mogą się pojawić błędy i puste miejsca. Ale póki co, to musi wystarczyć.

Zapraszam do czytania!

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100 Degrees

Yo
You ready to do this
Ok
Hahaha
Come on
Let's go
This is an invasion
The Evil Genius, Green Lantern
Mike Shinoda
Ladies & Gentlemen, I would like to welcome you to a Fort Minor event
The countdown has begun
The Rising Tied is almost here
But for now..
C'mon Mike

Let's get it going for the everyman, anybody
You gotta be ready
It's heavy when we get it rowdy
We won't apologise or even think of saying sorry
This is the way we rock st..

Let's get it going for the everyman, anybody
You gotta be ready
It's heavy when we get it rowdy
We won't apologise or even think of saying sorry
This is the way we rock steady over everybody

You probably shocked
Probably ready to stop this already
You probably can't hang with the weight we attack it so steady
We let it rock the road
Bang the bend
Shake the chevy
Tiil everybody feels it in their chest
Stay with it

This is the time so just follow me
It's already heated to 100 degrees
so Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)

Wait a second
You know the program
This is not slow jam
This is not a love song
Unless you love tearing shit down
Take a look around, you're not running this
You're bluffing, you're nothing
We'll hit you like a ton of bricks
Pitch it together with pressure you could never stand
The softest leather just a featherweight we'll never man
We're not your competitors setting you it straight
You'll never compete
Forget it, it's already too late
Go!

This is the time so just follow me
It's already heated to 100 degrees
so Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)

If I don't see I'ma make you see this
If you don't know I'ma make you believe it.
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)

Ssh
Gimme a second, I'm collecting my thoughts and setting plots
Alright ya'll ready or not
I've listened and watched and waited for an opening spot
And now that i got it nobody can pay me to stop
I'm sick of that same thing I've been forced to hear
Over and over again
Let me make this clear
If anybody pretends that we're nothing to fear
I solemnly swear it's over
You can tell 'em we're here

This is the time so just follow me
It's already heated to 100 degrees
so Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)

If I don't see I'ma make you see this
If you don't know I'ma make you believe it.
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)
Get up (Get up)

Everybody owes, everybody pays because...

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There They Go

Machine Shop

Ladies & Gentlemen, pleased to meet you
I go by the name of Sixx John
Of course you know Mike Shinoda

Uh oh, let's go, let's go
1 time for my Machine Shop crew and then it's
2 times SOB & LP too and then it's
3 times it's Mike and Sixx on the track and then
4 times when we come in through the back
They're saying

Oh no
Close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let every body know
Get on the mic and
There they go

Oh no
Close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let every body know get on the mic and
There they go

dangerous bitch i cant really hang with out this
everybodys so afraid to buzz shit
make me wanna hang it up and quit

dangerous bitch i cant really hang with out

dangerous bitch i cant really hang with out this
everybodys so afraid to buzz shit
makes me wanna hang it up and quit

Forget about all the things u heard before
Bout time that we're kicking down the door
Everybody's gonna hit the fucking floor
Please Mike don't hurt me anymore
I don't gotta have a secret life or alibi
Everybody knows why I'm here
Not just for some crack
Get a bottle
lets crack u over the head with a bottle of beer
So just listen up there powder-puff
Better believe I'm not playing
You can love it, you can hate
But don't mistake it everybody's saying

Oh no
Close the door
shut the lights and start the show
better let every body know get on the mic and
There they go

Oh no
Close the door
shut the lights and start the show
better let every body know get on the mic and
There they go

What you really wanna do is this
Just make believe that I don't exist
But you won't cos everytime you go to spit...
[yo check this out..]
I talk over you just like this [shit]
It's annoying just for you
You could scream all day til your face is blue
I'm getting in your head and you know it too
That's just me you don't know my crew [Machine Shop]
My man Sixx John understand though
The way that the way he blows
You can call him Rambo
Never missed a shot, never run outta ammo
come out a heat like a god damn commando
And add in SOB
Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
Cheapshot and now you see
Fuck with me? Nah! Sixx..

Oh no
Whatever u felt when you see that door closed
I'ma belt for the back
Straight to the bar so i can act
I figured you guys would get a little surprise
Your eyes wide when it's me and Mike Shinod
I'm just plain ol Sixx John from the Nam district
This is not suppose
I still talk with awkward speech
I'm like a dog that's off its leash
Step out with a Fort Minor patch on a black tee
Niggas gonna walk these streets
I ain't trippin homie
Talk is cheap
Acapellla or we can walk on a beat
And if that ain't enough action
I got 17 pages in a little magazine I keep

We got this place rocking beat knocking non stoppin
If ya'll all with it let me hear it now
We got this place rocking beat knocking non stoppin
If ya'll all with it let me hear it now

1 time for my Machine Shop crew and then it's
2 times SOB & LP too and then it's
3 times it's Mike and Sixx on the track and then
4 times we do it like that

Fort Minor
Shinoda
Machine Shop
Green Lantern

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S.C.O.M

Shinoda, that's right
Ryu
Celph Titled
Demigodz
Dipset
Juelz Santana
and of course Fort Minor

Like oh ohhh ohhhh
F.M. D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
Like oh ohhh ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's

Came from pumping sixty K's
Out the trunk switchblades
Ziggy stuff nicknames
Itchy braids, bitchmade
Faggots, my shit's changed
my cabbage is picked man
rollin twenties up like snoop doggy dog's crip game
but im out for the crown
housin and im buckin em down
dousin and dunkin these fuckin punks in a bucket and bounce
when i get up in the game beware
put a pimp on a hope and say your prayers
got this ocean so damn potent player
put you on a throne like a broken chair
you know its a move no crack for the gods and goons
we back you talk about gats but dont actually use em
but im happy to do it because this is demigodz
celph titled ryu with tak, apathy stupid

From bottom to top
Choppin them rocks
Cockin the glock
no more of that
now i just hop in the drop (and go)
to the most popular spots
with ho's and they know
I went from pumpin that white stuff
to bein up in the white clubs
like hey I got dubs still pumpin that white stuff
plus i fuck with the white boys, skaters and bike boys
who may act different but the struggles alike boy
Shinoda know that if theres a problem im coming over yo
quick fast in a hurry not needin an overdose
and I mean that, just call if you need that
the best of both different worlds

Like oh ohhh ohhhh
F.M. D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
Like oh ohhh ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's

We like these rappers here that you have to fear
We smacking queers murder extortion
hustlin nothin stopin this movement
I swear we gettin to the top this year
Got your ears, all eyes on me
Old school 80's guy that's me
Hip hop head female rappers give me dome
thats just that hip hop head
flip off the feds its been said
im out my mind to the fullest
Alone in the crib buggin
Fuckin with russian roulette with six bullets
wont never free my guns but fo sho we lettin those triggers go
Sparkin that weapon
yous a thousand miles from me, you far from perfection
and thats just room for thought
Im movin the bar, rap entrepenuer.
Rap lord, come to the hood
I'll bring you in through the trap door
Its demigodz and its dipset
(?)

Like oh ohhh ohhhh
F.M. D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
Like oh ohhh ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's

When my situation ain't a groovin
Im trying to murder everything movin

Demigodz, Celph Titled the Rubik's Cuban, Ryu the Beast, Shinoda the Cobra Holder, you a fool for this beat, Santana the Great, This has been a Demigodz, Dipset Feature Presentation.

We'll slap the beeswax right out your grill.

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Bloc Party

Mike: Hey Ap why don’t you do the uh…the intro on this shit

Apathy: Yo Apathy

Mike: Yeah

Apathy: Fortminor

Mike: Uh huh

Apathy: Styles Of Beyond, Demigodz

Mike: Here we go

Apathy
Yo
Ap is like heavy metal and ghettos
Guns, metals and ammos
I Pistol whip Tony and fucked Meadows Soprano
I capped ???? so tell them thugs
That I don’t know how to carry more heat than welding gloves
I walk amongst the godas keep my head in the clouds
Oh we show groupie love getting head in the crowds
Put it in your girls mouth blast off like NASA
The master of nastiness transform a classy bitch into
A little sheen freak sadomasochist
Dastardly bastard of rap so disastorous
Spitting, healed a cripple like Christ the miraculous
And fights my savageness turns punks into pacifists
Police clock out like there we go
Always on the watch because I use to carry grow
Always lock her down but I never marry hoes
Barry flows when the flows comes through your stereo

Mike
There we go flipping up a predictable verse
It’s a curse to burst words like Turets on purpose
Put the verb like a backhand reject perverse as it is
I cant stop and its making me nervous OK!?
Get me on a track and Im cracking
Packing up a backpack full of tracks on some CDs
Be me, fuck that and not like me
To bite me you need tyo be you times ninety
I got schemes and a team so hyped we
Get on a scene make a scene on the nigthly
Say what I mean whether mean or politely
Living the dream in some clean white Nikes
Or DCs Im not giving a shit
Fuck the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from
I stay banging a bang bang drums and hanging you lames
And the same no names gangs you came from
I don’t got an excuse (Nope!) just talking the truth
Im fucking awesome when Im rocking the booth
And I stay ready with hot bloc rocking abuse
Yall are really not stopping us dude
Yeah Tak get up

Tak
It started off get on over and hit the galaxy
Now we are movuing them over they are crowing me the Cali king
Anything tossed on my fuse getting chewed up
With a quota six and little good weight(???) too much
Going to get smacked in the face with an aluminum bats
Your fucking raps as good as me, Bobo and
I said I was rude, step in my shoes, you don’t believe me
You can ask any other dude how I strip down the bitch clown stand in my socks
Whip the mother fuckers ass like Im Cannibal wax
You want to be stoned, even with a basket of ice
Get your shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop
You know the S.O.B.s never get the record to style
Breaking the habit is impossible what happened to Tak
He’s unleashed, he’s a beast so Sledge hand me a bloc
Party, whats your corpses posing for?
The camera was shot. Huh
Styles and Machine Shop, necklace??? fly no wonder everyone is so petrified
I said
Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly no wonder everyone is so petrified

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