Testo della canzone Violent Rhythm (Linkin Park & Eminem), tratta dall'album Collision Course 3

Violent Rhythm - Linkin Park & Eminem

They're acting like they want a riot
Its a riot I'll give 'em
As the sound climbs higher
On this violent rhythm
These snakes in the grass,
Supplying the venom
I ain't scared of your teeth,
I admire what's in 'em
You've been waiting in the shadows there, thinking you're hidden
But the truth is, you don't have the stomach to get 'em
Go on already hit 'em
Yeah you gotta be kiddin'
Wanna talk about a victim?
I'mma put you there with 'em!

These are my ideas
This is my sweat and tears
This is shit that I saw with my eyeballs, my ears
This is me, who's gotta be
What you see on TV, what you hear on CD, what appears easy
Man these teenie boopers see me on these magazine covers
In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies
Frontin' like it's all fun and games, 'til they shoot 'em up bang
And you see your brains hang and you see we ain't playin'
Ain't sayin' we ain't layin' down at night and ain't prayin'
I bullied my way in this game, man I'm done playin'
Man I'm done sayin' that I'm done playin', I'm a start layin' into these
Motherfuckin' cocksuckers
There's no way I'm back down, like a god damn coward
I can't, how would I look as a man, bowin' to his knees
Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me
And not lash back out at 'em. Please!
Oh, whao, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me, not Marshall
You wanna see Marshall? I'll show you Marshall
I try to show you art, but you just pick it apart
So I see I have to start, showin' you fuckin' old farts
A whole other side I wanted to not show you
So you know you're not dealing with some fuckin' marshmallow
Little soft yellow, punk pussy, whose heart's Jello, cause

They're acting like they want a riot
Its a riot I'll give 'em
As the sound climbs higher
On this violent rhythm
These snakes in the grass,
Supplying the venom
I ain't scared of your teeth,
I admire what's in 'em
You've been waiting in the shadows there, thinking you're hidden
But the truth is, you don't have the stomach to get 'em
Go on already hit 'em
Yeah you gotta be kiddin'
Wanna talk about a victim?
I'mma put you there with 'em!

No regret for the confidence betrayed
No more hiding in shadow
Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid
Time has come for you

Lauryn said money change the situation
Big said it increase the complication
Kane said I ain't the one
Chuck said an Uzi weighs a mother fucking ton
And I'm just a student of the game that they taught me
Rockin' every, rock-rockin' every stage an-
I'm awfully underrated but came here to correct it
And so it ain't mistaken, I'mma say that for the record
I am the opposite of wack, opposite of weak
Opposite of slack, synonym of heat, synonym of crack
Closest to a peak, far from a punk
Ya'll oughta stop talking, start trying to catch up mother fucker

They're acting like they want a riot
Its a riot I'll give 'em
As the sound climbs higher
On this violent rhythm
These snakes in the grass,
Supplying the venom
I ain't scared of your teeth,
I admire what's in 'em
You've been waiting in the shadows there, thinking you're hidden
But the truth is, you don't have the stomach to get 'em
Go on already hit 'em
Yeah you gotta be kiddin'
Wanna talk about a victim?
I'mma put you there with 'em!

Victimized, victimized, never again victimized
Victimized, victimized, never again victimized
(Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid)
Victimized, victimized, victimized never again victimized
Raaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid
Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid
Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid
Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid
Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid
Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid

They're acting like they want a riot
It's a riot I'll give 'em
As the sound climbs higher
On this violent rhythm
These snakes in the grass,
Supplying the venom
I ain't scared of your teeth,
I admire what's in 'em
You've been waiting in the shadows there, thinking you're hidden
But the truth is, you don't have the stomach to get 'em
Go on already hit 'em
Yeah you gotta be kiddin'
Wanna talk about a victim?
I'mma put you there with 'em!



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