Текст песни Linkin Park f Black Thought, The X-Ecuti - X-ecutioner Style
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{*scratched: "From the top.." 6-8X*}{*scratched: "Shut up!" 8X*} "I`m about to.."{*scratched: "Wasn`t that fun? Let`s try something else.."*}[Black Thought] Forty-five caliber killer, right out of the Phila--dela thriller show you brothers how you not a guerillaSmooth talkin, fully automatic weapon concealerTaste thriller, great filler, hit `em with the GodzillaFilthy stinkin, standin on side of ground and still be sinkinSubmergin in the Parks and still be LinkinPluck beef when it starts, but {fuck} your thinkinIt`s not a mirageI rip the {motherfuckin} track up from out the garageWhere I`m hip to the duck, but it`s hard to dodgeIn the back of that spine where my darts is lodgedThought flippin straight up, rippin apart your squadX-Ecutioner style, that cuts and blendsLike a syringe, we bangin you in each of your limbsSee me comin through your party hard, without no bodyguardSmokin somethin, stompin on each of your TimbsI`m the B to the L, the A, the C-King (uh huh..)And when it comes to plannin the Thought, keep thinkin that{*scratched: "Shut up!" 8X*}