Linkin Park - Waiting for the End (Live in Camden) | Текст песни

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• Linkin Park
• Waiting for the End (Live in Camden)

This is something for your people on the block to/black out and rock to
Give you whatcha need like Papa/Who shot ya
Separate the weak from the obsolete, you're meek, I creep hard on imposters
And switch styles on the dime/Quick witted ya’ll
Quit tripping I don’t have time for your crying
I grind tough, sucka, make your mind up
Are you in the firing squad or are you in the line-up?
Bang bang/Little monkey man playing

With the big guns will only get you slain and I ain’t playing
I’m just saying
You ain’t gotta sliver of a chance
I get iller, I deliver/While you quiver in your pants
So shake shake down/Money, here’s the break down
You can play the bank/I’ma play the bank take down
And no mistakes now/I’m coming to getcha
I’m just a Banksy/You’re a brainwash, get the picture?
It’s like that...