There They Go (feat. Sixx John)

Ready? (Yeah) Let's go Yeah, ladies and gentlemen, pleased to meet you I go by the name of Sixx John Of course you know Mike Shinoda (yeah) Uh oh (uh oh), west coast (west coast), let's go One time For my Machine Shop crew And then it's two times S.O.B. and L.P. too And then it's three times It's Mike and Sixx on the track And then four times When we come in through the back, they're saying Oh no, close the door Shut the lights and start the show (yeah) Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Oh no, close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Dangerous bitch, ya can't really hang with us and this Everybody's so afraid of us, shit Makes me wanna hang it up and quit Forget about all the things you heard before 'Bout time that we're kicking down your door Everybody's gonna hit the fuckin' floor "Please Mike, don't hurt me anymore" I don't gotta have a secret lie or an alibi Everybody knows why I'm here I'd just as soon crack a bottle Let's crack you over the head with a bottle of beer So just listen up there, powder puff Better believe that I'm not playing You can love it, you can hate But don't mistake it, everybody's saying Oh no, close the door Shut the lights and start the show (yeah) Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Oh no, close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go What you really wanna do is this Just make believe that I don't exist But you won't, 'cause every time you go to spit (Yo, check this) I talk over you just like this (haha) It's annoying, just for you You could scream all day 'til your face is blue I'm getting in your head and you know it too And that's just me, you don't know my crew My man Sixx John understand though The way that he flows, you can call him Rambo Never missed a shot, never run outta ammo Come out wit' heat like a goddamned commando And add in S.O.B., Ryu, Tak, Vin Scully Cheapshot and now you see, fuck with me? Nah, Sixx Oh no, (uh oh) uh oh, whatever you get when you see that door closed I'm a bail through the back (fo sho) straight to the bar so I can act (a fool) I figured you guys would get a little surprise Your eyes wide when it's me and Mike Shinod I'm just plain ol' Sixx John from the Nam district This is not supposed I still talk with awkward speech I'm like a dog that's off his leash Step out with a Fort Minor patch on a black tee Niggas scared to walk these streets I ain't trippin' homie, talk is cheap acapella or we can walk on a beat And if that ain't enough action I got seventeen pages in this little magazine I keep Oh no, close the door Shut the lights and start the show (yeah) Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Oh no, close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go We got this place rocking, beat knocking, non-stoppin' If y'all are with it, let me hear it now, yeah, yo We got this place rocking, beat knocking, non-stoppin' If y'all are with it, let me hear it now, yeah, yo One time For my Machine Shop crew And then it's two times S.O.B. and L.P. too And then it's three times It's Mike and Sixx on the track And then four times We do it like that (like that), like that (like that) Clap, clap bitches