XERO SAMPLER TAPE
Lato A:
Rhinestone
Reading my Eyes

Lato B:
Fuse
Stick 'n' Move

tutte le tracce sono scritte da Mike Shinoda & Mark Wakefield
Mixed & produced by Mike Shinoda

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Rhinestone (co-written by Brad Delson & Joseph Hahn)


From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core of the rotton
Stopping just what I thought
The sun has escaped us
So I'm bright in the sky
And I'm far from rapist
Look at why did try

From the thread to the needle, middle to end
When skies cock back and shock that which couldn't defend
The rain then sends, dripping acidic questions
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes tightly shut looking through the rust and
rotten dust
A spot of light floods the floor
And pours itself upon a world of pretend
Then the eyes ease open and it’s dark again

In a minute you'll find me
Eyes burn me up
You say you'll never forget me
But the lies have piled up

Moving all around
Screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
And as wheels go round the sunset creeps past the
Street lamps, cars, chain-links, and concrete
A window then grows and captures the eye
Crys out yellow light as it passes it by
A small black figure sits in front of a box
Inside a box of rock with the needles on top
Nothing stops in this land of the chain
The brains lose not knowing they were part of the game
And the insides go but the box stays the same
And shame, shovel up the pieces to the pain
You could try to hide yourself in the world of pretend
But when the paper's crumbled up it can't be perfect again

Yeah, I got you caught in the act
You better step back
Telling me that
I’m seein' right through you



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Reading My Eyes

The Microphone Molesta'
Machete undresser
Stupid dope fresh tight sh*t resurrector
Top gun yeah mon best of the besta'
The living MC peace and resta'
Successa, the flexa gunna'
The make funna the adversary make runna'
Make summa cold with rhymes that spit
Kickin' gifted, lifted, delinquent 'wit
I be the prophet, my hand
Top it, stop it, felt like rockin when I rock it
Locked it down with this perverse verse
Every f*ckin' curse I burst to hurt
Move crowds physical fitness rhymes
Coke heads couldn't do my lines
Decorated like Christmas pines, my battalion rocks
Emcees become silhouettes of shock

Reading my eyes will say it in many ways
Losing my pride will save it in many days

Hit the dirt
Because the words I spit will do more than just rip your shirt
I'll b*tch slap your soul
Get back the track control
You coming at me?
You can't hack it though
So ridiculous
Watching my crew get sick with this
Wickedness
Pitchin’ this
Lyrical viciousness
To crews and cliques
Maiden, men, and mistresses
This is my life
The twilight, the fight night
And trying to see nothing but the highlights
When I write
These eyes on horizons
Die for my son, cry wrongs and Krylon
Fire on, rude men telekinetically
Esoterically beats become a clarity
Feel verities, heroism, and heresy
And sever every Emcee I see with severity

Reading my eyes will say it in many ways
Losing my pride will save it in many days

Why not...
What I keep...
Why not...
What I keep...
Why not...
What I keep...

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

Reading my eyes will say it in many ways
Losing my pride will save it in many days.




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Fuse


'Of course you know what a fuse is...
It's a long piece of cord impregnated with gun powder
When you strike a match and light it
It burns, fitfully, sputteringly to it's end
At which there is, a little surprise'

Krypton, short suit MCs you'll be ripped on
You fell off and it's my lyric sheet you just slipped on
Get gone, spit on mic's made in Hong Kong
Rock on, sing songs, we’re mightier than King Kong
A donkey, you think you want me or want this
Want some, hold your reputation for ransom
With these here, handsomely crafted tactics
To break a snake and see like a cheap profilactic
Galactic, space now, yeah that grabs attention
Crackheads nodded like a pest can't even mention
Right a pest traps gas tracks in sections
Kid steps this, he needs witness protection

Trying to see while I
Can you see it?
I'll be here
Trying to see while I…
If you see it
I'll be here

It was the junkyard crooked letter C-I-entific
Duck us, the ruckus I'll bring stings your eardrum
Hear one, lalala loose, find me fearsome
Opposing troops on my home front shall be gone
Testing the eight-hundred, eighteenth batallion
Shall I go on, cruise run like rebels
Enola Gay rhymes kicked the notch up a level
In intesity, send back attacks that you sent to me
Blow up your spot with grenades that were meant for me
MP3 versus R33 MCs
Swiss cheese your gear putting shrapnel in the breeze
We're lead MCs with enemy companies
With my hand full of lyrics talking 'bout “you want these?”
Please, don't even speak the name of channels
And low gadget mic shit, put it down like pens
For my friends and my fam’
Let them dodge it around
This mic shot through the back of an MC’s hand
With the strength that he had a bridge
You don't want that, close body fields in hand to hand combat
Battle cats, it's like the sectional speech warfare words, slash cords
P4A lyrical shots get ripped don't question my intention when your butt gets kicked

Why wait, I didn't look down myself
Trying to see while I
If you see it
I'll be here
You want these MCs lyrically back smacks

2. Stick‘n’Move

Xero - Stick N' Move Lyrics

This is how it's done going for the title and crown
Where now MC's surround as the beat breaks down
In 2 elements clobbin' up those that have been blessed
And as the M-I see the way it ought to be ponessed
Yes, yes am I the one to keep you on your toes
Definitaly in my b-boy pose, thea let your ? like twist
Touch your chin to your chest to the rhythm like this

Chorus:
Now see what I have, I want you
Be with me or Stick n' Move
Now see what I had, I want you
Be with me or Stick n' Move

MC's dogging me since the first day I grabbed the mic
Now it's like Sit, Stay
Cobra path lifestyles i'm kickin'
Stickin' MC's real quick 'cause times tickin'
At the drop of the defense, I let loose the venom
Sendin', I try to verbal heat up venom
The ending will come, grab your family and run
Apocalyptic rhyme pattern taking shots from the sun
Record in the world, four-thousand-eighty-one
Question my intentions and your whole world is done
Like wars to Rome, turn your eyeballs into Saturn
Full metal jacket fully auto rhyme pattern

Chorus

Stick it, rock it for a click and a whicket
Move it, moving all the tunes and you groove it (4x)

Chorus