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There They Go Lyrics - The Rising Tied - Fort Minor

Ready? Let's Go 

Yeah, ladies and gentlemen, pleased to meet you 

I go by the name of Sixx John 

Of course you know Mike Shinoda 

 

Uh oh, let's go, one time 

For my Machine Shop crew 

And then it's two times 

S.O.B. and L.P. too 

 

And then it's three times 

It's Mike and Sixx on the track 

And then four 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 everybody know 

Get on the mic and there they go 

 

Oh no, close the door 

Shut the lights and start the show 

Better let everybody know 

Get on the mic and there they go 

 

Dangerous bitch, ya can't really hang with us and this 

Everybody's so afraid of us, shit 

Makes me wanna hang it up and quit 

Forget about all the things you heard before 

 

'Bout time that we're kicking down your door 

Everybody's gonna hit the fuckin' floor 

Please, Mike, don't hurt me anymore 

I don't gotta have a secret lie or an alibi 

 

Everybody knows why I'm here 

Not just for some crack, get a bottle 

Let's crack you over the head with a bottle of beer 

So just listen up there powder-puff 

 

Better believe that 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 everybody know 

Get on the mic and there they go 

 

Oh no, close the door 

Shut the lights and start the show 

Better let everybody 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, 'cause everytime you go to spit 

(Yo, check this) 

I talk over you just like this 

 

It's annoying just for you 

You could scream all day till your face is blue 

I'm getting in your head and you know it too 

And that's just me you don't know my crew 

 

My man Sixx John understand though 

The way that he flows, you can call him Rambo 

Never missed a shot, never run outta ammo 

Come out wit' heat like a goddamned commando 

 

And add in S.O.B., Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully 

Cheap shot and now you see, fuck with me? Nah, Sixx 

 

Oh no, uh oh, whatever you get when you see that door closed 

I'm a bail through the back straight to the bar so I can act a fool 

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 supposed, I still talk with awkward speech 

I'm 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 ain't trippin' homie 

Talk is cheap, acapellla or we can walk on a beat 

And if that ain't enough action 

I got seventeen pages in this little magazine I keep 

 

We got this place rocking beat knocking, non stoppin' 

If y'all all with it let me hear it now, yeah, yo 

We got this place rocking beat knocking, non stoppin' 

If y'all all with it let me hear it now, yeah, yo 

 

One time 

For my Machine Shop crew 

And then it's two times 

S.O.B. and L.P. too 

 

And then it's three times 

It's Mike and Sixx on the track 

And then four times 

We do it like that, like that, like that, like that 

(Clap, Clap Bitches) 

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