Linkin Park — Reading My Eyes Xero Demo

[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda] The microphone molester, machete undresser "Stupid-dope-fresh" type shit resurrector Top gun, miramar, best-of-the-best-er The leave-an-emcee-peace-in-rest-er The skill tester, the flex-the-gunner The make-funner, the adversary make runner Make summer cold with rhymes I spit Kick gift to lifted delinquent wit I be prophet, my hand—top it? Stop it Fly like rocket when I rock it Lock it down with this perverse verse Every fuckin' curse, a burst of hurt Move crowds: physical fitness rhymes Coke heads couldn't do my lines I'm decorated like Christmas pines My battalion rocks Emcees become silhouettes of chalk [Chorus: Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days [Verse 2: Mike Shinoda] Hit the dirt 'cause the words I spit Will do more than just rip your shirt I'll bitch slap your soul, contact the track control You're comin' at me? You can't hack it, though So ridiculous, watchin' my crew get sick of this Wickedness, pitchin' this Lyrical viciousness to crews and cliques Made of men and mistresses This is my life, the twilight in the fight night And trying to see nothin' but the highlights When I write these eyes on horizons Die for my song, cry rhymes in krylon Fire on, move men telekinetically Esoterically beat-speaking with clarity Feel my verities, heroism of heresy And sever every emcee I see with severity [Chorus: Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days [Interlude: Mark Wakefield] Why not? What I came Why not? What I came Why not? What I came [Bridge: Mark Wakefield] Why not give me what I came to deserve? Why not give me what I came to believe? Why not give me what I came to deserve? Why not give me what I came to believe? Why?! Ahh! Uhh! Uh [Chorus: Mark Wakefield] Reading my eyes will say it in many ways Losing my pride will save it in many days