Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
JAY-Z
JAY-Z
Canto
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Guitarra eléctrica
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Voces de fondo
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Canto
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Batería
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Bajo
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Programación
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Brad Delson
Brad Delson
Autoría
Chester Bennington
Chester Bennington
Autoría
Joseph Hahn
Joseph Hahn
Autoría
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Autoría
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Autoría
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Autoría
Rob Bourdon
Rob Bourdon
Autoría
Dave Farrell
Dave Farrell
Autoría
Kyambo Joshua
Kyambo Joshua
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
LINKIN PARK
LINKIN PARK
Producción ejecutiva
Mike Shinoda
Mike Shinoda
Producción
Shawn Carter
Shawn Carter
Producción ejecutiva
John Ewing
John Ewing
Ingeniería
Mark Kiczula
Mark Kiczula
Ingeniería
John Meneilly
John Meneilly
Producción ejecutiva
Rob McDermott
Rob McDermott
Producción ejecutiva
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
(You're wasting you're talent Randy)
[Verse 2]
It's like I'm paranoid, looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right (Yeah, c'mon)
[Verse 3]
Why does it look like night today?
Something inside's not right today
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like to have a voice in the back of my head
It's like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face that watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall
(And watches everything)
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
The face inside is hearing me
Right underneath my skin (Like I'm)
[Verse 4]
It's like I'm paranoid, lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right
[Verse 5]
You know I thug 'em, fuck 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
'Cause I don't fucking need 'em
Take 'em out the 'hood, keep 'em lookin' good
But I don't fucking feed 'em
First time they fuss I'm breezing
Talking about, "What's the reason?"
I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch
Better trust and believe him
In the cut where I keep 'em
Till I need a nut, till I need to beat the guts
Then it's, beep, beep and I'm pickin 'em up
Let 'em play with the dick in the truck
Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs
Divorce him and split his bucks
Just because you got good head, I'm gonna break bread
So you can be livin' it up? Shit I
Parts with nothin', y'all be frontin'
Me give my heart to a woman?
Not for nothin', never happen I'll be forever mackin'
Heart cold as assassins, I got no passion
I got no patience
And I hate waitin'
Hoe get yo' ass in
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, check 'em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, check 'em out now
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah
[Verse 6]
We doin' big pimpin', we spendin' G's (Check 'em out now)
Big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big pimpin' up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Yo-yo-yo, big pimpin', spendin' G's
We doin' big pimpin', on B.L.A.D.'s
We doin' big pimpin' up in N.Y.C.
It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C, and B-U-N B
Written by: Brad Delson, Chester Bennington, Jay Z, Joseph Hahn, K. Joshua, Mike Shinoda, Robert Gregory Bourdon, Shawn Carter, Timothy Mosley
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