Linkin Park - X-ecutioners Style lyrics

:[ Reanimation ]
X-Ecutioners Style

From the top [being scratched over and over]
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
[When I'm talking to you]
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
I'm about to...
[Break!]

Wasn't that fun?
Let's try something else.

Forty five caliber killa but outta the filla
Dela villa gonna show yall brothers how you not a gorilla
Smooth talking fully automatic weapon concilla
Taste thriller, break thriller, lets hit em' with the bouncefilla
Filthy stinkin standing on solid ground
Still be sinkin submerging and the parks
Still be Linkin pluck beef when its starts
Fuck what your thinking
It's not a mirage
I'm in a mother fucking tractor from out of the garage
With an if through the duck, but it's hard to dodge
In the back of that spine where my dogs lie
Gonna flip it straight up rippin apart ya squad
X to the ecutioner style, cuts and blends
Like a syringe hangin you from each of ya limbs
See me coming through ya party hard
Without no bodyguard
Smoking something stompin on each of ya Tims
I'm the B to the L the A the C king
And when it come to planning the thought to keep thinking man
Shut up [x8]