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Numb, Linkin Park, Marty, Ozark
Noah, build an crk
Business, like a Shark
Tank, naw, can't walk that plank
Look at my life w/redemption
Shawshank

and span
I ride 28 inches on my creepy black van
And you can catch me posted up down by the trailer park
I'm selling bootleg movies from noon to dark
But

better back the fuck back before I fuck you up
This that Hip Hop shit
This is that Smack DVD's not no Tik Tok shit
This that black timb boots ain't no flip

Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from

Bleeding on the paper makes the deepest bars
Fuckin' papercut like I'm Linkin Park, yeah
I am One Step Closer
To losing my shit
In The End, will it matter?
I

already in the Lincoln
Got to take the tunnel from the city back to Brooklyn
Late night drives on Junction, or by Bedford, or by Bushwick
Late night

music edits, wish I had total control of it
Linkin Park, NWA got me in sync
Listening to The Incredible True Story
I like these albums that feel like

Causing havoc
Getting Bennington to Linkin Parks faster
For that Hybrid Theory

Between lying near the
Cusp of dying here be
My mind grim reaping
Emcees

I

slaughtered

I remember when I used to reminisce
Rumour two stuck to my hip
Bumping ringtones that I bought
Linkin park and jadakiss
At McDonald's with no money

lookin' sharp when
Pokémon card in my hand
Linkin Park my only friend
Yet I'm still not In the End
Yet I don't know where I'm goin' but I will know when I'm

rap-rock
Flipping past the bin for Limp Bizkit
Kept seeing this other band right next to it
A band by the name of Linkin Park
Graffiti street soldier

ain't talk right 
They ain't talk right
Talkin' but it's all lies 
Written by DvD (David Finch)

47 Pop Stars

KJ-52

It's Pronounced "Five Two"

2003

on the Backstreet
You can live in Linkin Park, no matter jus to me
See the Prince of Peace is guaranteed to give ya what ya need [2x]

[Chorus]

[KJ-52]
One day these

crawlin' like I'm Linkin Park

Conjure vibes like I'm named Jafar

Drippin' so much that shit start pearlin'
Shiftin' gears, hear the wheels start turnin'

(Tell 'em bout the "sirchacha" mayo)
Only speak in metaphor
You won’t notice when I sneak in past your door
Linkin Park, he hit the floor
Tell me why

Candy land where I'm from
Told her I felt numb
Linkin Park said it best
Kept it close on my breath
Taste her like scarlet rot
The world is just full

for love, come consult The Doc
I'm a lot Hip-Hop, but I'd rather Rock
I could be the lead singer for Linkin Park
Rather not 'cause those lyrics are

and healing regardless of bitterness
Said she like Morgan, cruise like m haunted
Linkin my thoughts to a park, drinking this bottle of liquor in bar
Running

The days go by even slower when I'm out of sight
Out of my mind, what's keeping me away from you?
Why, oh why, did you have to leave me?
I swear I'm

it far
This might be the last time u hear a song from Scar
Feels like my mind is being bended by some avatar
Ye I keep thinking why I'm alive
Why am I

it far
This might be the last time u hear a song from Scar
Feels like my mind is being bended by some avatar
Ye I keep thinking why I'm alive
Why am I

the block
Rock a crowd like we linkin park
Spent a lot of time the dark
Working black magic no voodoo talk

Feeling like that wizard who got stuck in oz
Could

I'm saying even sheep are getting checked here
Cuz I won't be made a fool again,
By a pretty face eyes and a stupid grin
Looks like I'm finally leaving

shit hole
Turn around, you know we the ones runnin' through shit loads

Just got back from AZ, linkin' with Migos
You still got what, they takin' what,