Linkin Park
"X-Ecutioner Style"


From the top...from the top...from the top...from the top...the top 
Shut up! Shut up! Shut Up! 
Shut Up! Shut Up! Shut Up 

I'm about to... 

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

Wasn't that fun, lets try something else? 

45 caliber killer without of the filla 
Elevated Show your brothas how your not a gorilla 
Smooth talking fully automatic weapon constiller 
Taste thrilla, great filler 
Hit him with the bounce stiller 
Filthy stinking standing on the side grounded 
Still be sinking submerging in the parks 
Still be linking plucked beats when it starts 
Hope your thinking its not a mirage 
I?fm living up off tracks from out of the garage 
Well if you could duck but its hard to dodge 
In the back of that spine where my darkness lies 
Flippin straight up ripping apart your squad 
X-Ecutioner's Style cuts and blends 
Like a syringe banging you in each of your limbs 
See me coming through your party hard 
Without no body guard 
Smoking something, stomping on each of your toes 
I'm the B to the L to the A to the C King 
And when it comes to planning the Thought, keeping thinking this... 
Shut Up Shut up Shut Up... 
Shut Up Shut Up Shut Up...