Linkin Park
Reading My Eyes dainos žodžiai
[Verse 1- Mike Shinoda] The microphone molester
machete undresser Stupid dope fresh type shit resurrector Top Gun miramar Best-of-the-bester The leave an Emcee peace-in-rester The skill tester
the flex
the gunner The make funner
the adversary make runner Make summer cold with rhymes I spit And kick gift to lifted delinquent wit I be the prophet
my hands
top it
stop it Fly like rocky when I rock it Lock it down with this perverse verse Every f**kin curse a burst of hurt Move crowds
physical fitness rhymes Cokeheads couldn't do my lines I'm decorated like Christmas pines My battalion rocks
Emcees become silhouettes in shock
[Chorus- Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days
[Verse 2- Mike Shinoda] Hit the dirt
'cause the words I spit Will do more than just rip your shirt I'll bitch-slap your soul
contact the track control
You're coming at me and can't hack it though So ridiculous
watching my crew get sick with this Wickedness
pitchin this
lyrical viciousness Of crews and cliques
made of men and mistresses This is my life: the twilight and the fight night And trying to see nothing but the highlights when I write These eyes on horizons
die for my song
cry rhymes in Krylon Fire on
move men telekinetically Esoterically beat-speaking with clarity Feel my verities
heroism of heresy And sever every emcee I see with severity
[Chorus - Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days
[Bridge- Mark Wakefield] Why not... what I came... Why not... what I came...
Why not give me what I came to deserve? Why not give me what I came to believe? Why not give me what I came to deserve? Why not give me what I came to believe?
[Chorus- Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days
machete undresser Stupid dope fresh type shit resurrector Top Gun miramar Best-of-the-bester The leave an Emcee peace-in-rester The skill tester
the flex
the gunner The make funner
the adversary make runner Make summer cold with rhymes I spit And kick gift to lifted delinquent wit I be the prophet
my hands
top it
stop it Fly like rocky when I rock it Lock it down with this perverse verse Every f**kin curse a burst of hurt Move crowds
physical fitness rhymes Cokeheads couldn't do my lines I'm decorated like Christmas pines My battalion rocks
Emcees become silhouettes in shock
[Chorus- Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days
[Verse 2- Mike Shinoda] Hit the dirt
'cause the words I spit Will do more than just rip your shirt I'll bitch-slap your soul
contact the track control
You're coming at me and can't hack it though So ridiculous
watching my crew get sick with this Wickedness
pitchin this
lyrical viciousness Of crews and cliques
made of men and mistresses This is my life: the twilight and the fight night And trying to see nothing but the highlights when I write These eyes on horizons
die for my song
cry rhymes in Krylon Fire on
move men telekinetically Esoterically beat-speaking with clarity Feel my verities
heroism of heresy And sever every emcee I see with severity
[Chorus - Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days
[Bridge- Mark Wakefield] Why not... what I came... Why not... what I came...
Why not give me what I came to deserve? Why not give me what I came to believe? Why not give me what I came to deserve? Why not give me what I came to believe?
[Chorus- Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days
