(feat. Linkin Park)
This is how it goes
Welcome one and all to the show
We're wired up, fired up, fucking ready to go!
In the back of the parking lot outside of the bar
Twenty deep, twenty feet from the boulevard
Black hoodies, black caps, black label in glasses
Previewing the new shit before other masses,
Cause the first thing I need when I've got a new beat
Is to see how it sounds, echoing off the street
I just take it for a spin, pop the CD in,
Slide it up to ten and get that rearview shaking,
Then play it again so there's no mistaking
In San Andres is the block,
So, get this bitch earth quaking like
Hook:
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
Back with Andre, the giant, mister elephant tusk
Fix your ... you'll just be another one bit the dust
Just one of my mother's sons who got thrown under the bus
Kiss my butt!
Lick the .... cheese from under my nuts!
It disgusts me to see the game the way that it looks
It's a must,
I redeem my name and haters get mushed
Bitches lust,
Man, they love me when I lay in the cut
Fist the cup
The lady gave her eighty some paper cut.
Now picture us.
It's ridiculous, she curse at the thought,
Cause when I spit the verse the shit gets worse than... sauce
If I could fit the words as picture perfect, works every time
Every verse, every line, as simple as nursery rhymes
It's elementary. The elephants have entered the room.
I venture to say we're the center of attention, it's true!
Not to mention back with a vengeance,
So here's the signal of the bat symbol
The platinum trio's back on you hoes
Hook:
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
You're not ready, I got plenty
Cuts for twenty months dropped steadily
Plenty tracks to empty on your whack pedigree
I'm backed heavily while you're back pedaling
Forget the chitchat on me, homie, kick back!
I'm on that shit that can get your homie bitch slapped
So zip your lip back, listen and watch
We got the whole block rocking off the way the beat knocks
You don't have to warn the people on the corner, they know
That if you're standing on that corner, then you're getting that show
World premiering, you're hearing that Machine Shop flow
San Andreas the block get this bitch earth quaking like
Hook:
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
Brought to the back in a side to side
If you feel what I feel, but I'm up real!
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