Linkin Park - X-Ecutioner Style From the top… Shut up, Shut up… (When I’m talking to you) Shut up… I’m about to Wasn’t that fun Let’s try something else, else, else Forty five caliber killa But out of the filla Dela ville show ya’ll brothers How you not a gorilla Smooth talking Fully automatic Weapon concilla Taste thriller Break thriller Let’s hit em with the bounce filla Filthy stinking Standing on solid ground And still be sinking Submerging in the parks Still be Linkin Pluck beef when it starts Hope you’re thinking It’s not a mirage I’m in a mother fucking tractor From out of the garage When or if you can duck But it’s hard to dodge In the back of that spine Where my dogs is lodge Gonna flip it straight up Ripping apart your squad Xe cutioner style The cuts and blends Like a syringe Banging you and each of your limbs See me coming through your party Hard Without no bodyguard Smoking something Stomping on each of your Tims I’m the B to the L the A the C king And when it come to planning The thought To keep thinking Man Shut up… http://rockerek.hu/