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Albums:

A Gothic Acoustic Tribute to Linkin Park (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Linkin Park (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Ultimate Tribute to Linkin Park (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Messenger (Johnny Marr) · The Messenger (Johnny Marr) · Messenger (Edwin McCain) · A Messenger (Colton Dixon) · Quicksilver Messenger Service (Quicksilver Messenger Service) · A Messenger (Colton Dixon) · Messenger (Luciano) – and 90 other albums »


Hey yo when this first started off it was just Linkin Park
Then in the middle came Motion Man
And at the end of it all it was Kutmasta Kut wit
Hey yo when this first started off it was just Linkin Park
Then in the middle came Motion Man
And at the end of it all it was Kutmasta Kut wit
Hey yo when this first started off it was just Linkin Park
Then in the middle came Motion Man
And at the end of it all it was Kutmasta Kut wit
Hey yo when this first started off it was just Linkin Park
Then in the middle came Motion Man
And at the end of it all it was Kutmasta Kut wit
Corinthians
[parody of In the End, by Linkin Park]

It starts with love
Young thing -- I don't know why
You didn't read the letter our Lord supplied
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide

Linkin Park [To Fade]
Waking up in the city
What are we gonna do
Take a picture to the park
Sing songs about the moon
I will bring the frisbee
I will bring the dog
We'll
dreamin 

Peace, I'm out, golden globe rapper low-keyin 



[La The Darkman, (12 O'Clock)] 

Yo, Cuban linkin, lampin at the park here drinkin
of a Down,
Fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground.
Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation Army,
Waiting for Marilyn Manson to egg
dreamin 

Peace, I'm out, golden globe rapper low-keyin 



[La The Darkman, (12 O'Clock)] 

Yo, Cuban linkin, lampin at the park here drinkin
to the car
I got goons that'll make it spark, and I don't gotta throw a blow
Niggaz ready to stage dive like they Linkin Park
The hood love a nigga cause I
true or am I full of bad weed?
You place the judgment, you make the decision
But even so, death is my ambition

I'm the South Park psycho, I'm
it now
I can't fuck wit the rest of you clowns faggot

(Hitchcock)

I am the silence before the storm Lincoln Park to Audubon
Slang rock
it now
I can't fuck wit the rest of you clowns faggot

(Hitchcock)

I am the silence before the storm Lincoln Park to Audubon
Slang rock
ass soft commercial rhyme
I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans
I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon
I can't hear nothin