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| - [Intro: Tak] Yeah, Ryu and TakYeah, Ryu and Tak (S.O.B.)Yeah, Ryu and Tak, DemigodzGreen Lantern, Scoop DeVilleThis kid is only 17, manHe's about to be a problem [Chorus] So let's get right to it and grooveIt ain't nothin but a thing to get ya people to moveGotta lovin the way we swing when we step on the sceneYou know we kill it, goin all out, we about to {"G-g-g-g-g-get it!"}
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| - [Intro: Tak] Yeah, Ryu and TakYeah, Ryu and Tak (S.O.B.)Yeah, Ryu and Tak, DemigodzGreen Lantern, Scoop DeVilleThis kid is only 17, manHe's about to be a problem [Chorus] So let's get right to it and grooveIt ain't nothin but a thing to get ya people to moveGotta lovin the way we swing when we step on the sceneYou know we kill it, goin all out, we about to {"G-g-g-g-g-get it!"} [Ryu] Yo, it's in my blood, I was born to spit itThe coroner has kept me warm through the storms of winterIgnored the pain and struggle when it's time for dinnerWe huddle together and grind, rain or shineSurvive the weather, forget about changin spinnersThrow me a bone, I'm just tryin to raise my litterIt made me bitter, eventually made me sickerSo when the heat's on we don't get pre-game jitters, uh-uhWe go to work man, diggin in dirtWe took 'em to church, we're checkin in some teenage strippersLivin life by the seat of my pants and three-peatedWe champs, undefeated we can't, lose everWhoever want it with us better roll with a campYou trust to cover your ass when your asses can'tHuh, so bottom's up, here's one for the crewPut some liquor in your gut and tell me what you wanna do, sing it [Interlude: Ryu (Tak)] S - for every sucker left behindO - what they were yellin when I bust a rhymeB - best believe when it's time to get itWe grind and jet cause we ain't got time to kick it, no!(S - for the drunk sexy women)(O - sippin Jack with some Pepsi in it)B - best believe when it's time to get itWe grind and jet cause we ain't got time to kick it, no! [Tak] Wow, look at 'em now, their mouths are closedWe done came a long way since 2004Spilled "Bleach" got the whole entire crowd exposedThe fumes leakin in the street, throwin down them 'bows, whoaWe on the job, the run with the mobThe fake faŠ·ades to get it just to make new largeI roll a, seven to nine just to break the yardsAnd step in your mind and unfold the great bizarreHit the kill switch, yeah, found my hitchI'm on the pitcher's mound for now, it's me and Will SmithFinally overseas, I sneak in the mattressAin't nothin like a sweet club freak with an accentWe out gettin bent makin dollar amountsSo if you with me let me see you raise your bottomless shots, say it [Holly Brook (Mike Shinoda)] Gonna be somebody (for anybody tellin me I can't)Gonna be someone (for anyone who told me I had no chance)Gonna be somebody (I'm tellin you the time has come - like that)Gonna be someone (and maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done)
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