Gentlemen and ladies,
Please put down your expensive champange,
It's about to get ugly in here!
(Yeah, set it on the motherfuckers!)
Let's go!
My name is Mike Shinoda,
And with some help from my man Celph Titled (you're goddamned right!),
I would like to introduce to you from Styles of Beyond: Tak-bir!
Yo, I'm here, put a sock in your mouth, you now rockin' with Styles,
That's how we knockin 'em down (tak-bir),
Yo, I'm here, put a sock in your mouth, you now rockin' with Styles,
That's how we knockin 'em down, no other option around,
Cause I'm just cockin' and *blaow*, me and my popular pals,
Don't make me hop in the crowd, stop jocking about.
We takin' over and stompin' all of your porch spiders,
Cover and duckin', and we're shootin straight out of Fort Minor,
Roll with a pack of fifty so when they get that shifty,
I put a stamp on it and slap 'em with a flask of whiskey.
You got your hopes they're blazin', buzzin' with no sedation,
I got a *gun cocks* and a party cap for both occasions.
With something terrible seeping into your stadium,
Never perform solo, I'm freakin' sick in the cranium.
Packin' a man, yeah, the hooligan's back,
Quick to crackin' ya shins with aluminum bats,
Got the place going bananas and they pumpin they fists,
I tellin' my brim in Los Angeles to jump in the pit.
What the fuck are you doing, man? You spilled my Cristal all over me!
So buff, so rugged, so rough,
Like a runaway train we're tearing the track up,
We're at it again, we're ready to act up,
So cover and duck, show us you're rocking with us,
Let's see a fist if you're rocking with this,
Let me see your fist if you're rocking with this,
(Yeah, yo)
From the start 'til the end, night until the dawn,
It's that fight music cause right when it comes on,
You just lose control of your elbows and fists,
Fuckin' utter disregard
From the start 'til the end
From the start 'til the end, night until the dawn,
It's that fight music cause right when it comes on,
You just lose control of your elbows and fists,
Fuckin' utter disregard for your body in the pit.
People are swinging limbs, swinging bottles and chairs,
Throwin' linebacker motherfuckers up in the air,
So back up, we got you wearing that Fight Club glare,
Steady, tearing down the club cause you just don't care.
It's the realest way to feel it when the speakers pop poppin',
You with it if you get it when that beat starts knockin',
And we kill it when get up on that mic, start rockin',
And you feel it when you hear it cause we're on nonstoppin'.
So, ask a buddy or a friend if they know (know),
We do it daily, never maybe, every show (show).
Ya'll want to get down? I'm ready to roll,
Right now, y'all ready? Let's get it, let's go!
So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we're tearing the track up
We're at it again, we're ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you're rocking with us
Let's see a fist if you're rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you're rocking with this
Yo, let's see a fist if you're rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you're rocking with this
Ryu!
Yo, so now they notice me rockin' over Shinoda beats,
Makin' it crack like the extract in cocoa leaves,
Hopefully labels love it, if not then fuck 'em,
I'm cutting to break cables, ain't stoppin' at nothing,
My hype is coming, murder for the price of a muffin,
You'd think twice with a steak knife stuck in your stomach,
I'm like "Who ever wanted whistle? I'll let you bring a pistol",
I'll put a verse on both wings like a stinger missile,
Provoking people to bring it, I keep the weapons stable,
I'll blow a fucking hole through 'em like a western bagel,
Yeah, I talk tough and I rap ignorant too,
Sick of me kickin' knowledge, getting crap on my shoes (eww!),
I'm off my rocker, a psycho stalker,
The girl called me David Beckem, she thought I was going to 'sock her',
Nah, I'm the one to get it crackin', the plan works,
Before I rock a show you gotta fax in the fans first...
Ready? Let's go!
So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we're tearing the track up
We're at it again, we're ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you're rocking with us
Let's see a fist if you're rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you're rocking with this
Yo, let's see a fist if you're rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you're rocking with this
Come on, Celph Titled!
If it ain't raw, it ain't right, so get it right,
We at it again, now to act up and start a fight,
So cover and duck cause we runnin' a muck,
No, cover and duck cause we about to erupt,
Throw your motherfuckin' hands to the sky (sky),
And make a fist if you want to get live (live),
Throw your motherfuckin' hands to the sky (sky),
And make a fist if you want to get live (live).
Come on y'all! Yeah!
You like that shit?
We had to get real Godzilla on 'em this time!
Tak 'n' Ryu, S.O.B, Celph Titled!
M. Shinoda the Cobra Holder, Demigodz!
That's how my crew do,
Shut the fuck up when old folks is talkin'!
