UnhingedMouse0
10-22-2005, 10:44 AM
I figured Id begin work on the lyrics to Spray Paint
Download>>> HERE (http://rapidshare.de/files/6584302/Mike_Shinoda-Spray_Paint__Feat._Lupe_Fiasco_Ghostface_Killah_.m p3.html)
[Thanks to Vero for the download link! :D ]
Im about 95% sure these are right...
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Fort Minor - Spray Paint
Mike Shinoda
Ghostface Killah
Lupe Fiasco
[Whisper]
Fort Minor
Fort... Minor
[Chorus]
Spray paint and ink pens
I use to write in every color I think in
To paint a picture
With every rhyme that I speak in
Yea, the gallery is the beat and I
...I ...I ...I
[Mike Shinoda]
Ladies and Gentlemen
We have a special guest for you this evening,
Ghost, you ready?
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, I verbally paint pictures
I’m the hood's best story teller
This about a young boy
Dealin with the older fellas
Promised them the lives
They see on TV
He ran packs across town
Like rhymes, CDs, and
Big change, new clothes
Nikes and Reeboks
Stackin too much loot
To squeeze in a shoe box
Savin, he promised moms
A crib in Atlanta
And his pops got killed through debt
He was a dealer
So he staged jazz
Fox jump off the suit cases
No more cross town now
He’s crossin them states and
Seein new faces
Not knowin who to trust
So when the door kicked open
They screamed, "This is a bust!"
Is it a setup?
Ya see it’s funny
A scuffle broke out
He got hit, dropped the case
And spit blood out his mouth
He walked four blocks to die
Tryin to survive
And now all that’s left
Is his mom screamin "God why?"
[Chorus]
[Mike Shinoda]
Let me begin by sayin...
Shut the fuck up!
Let me begin by sayin
I don’t think this man knew
What he had in store
He opened the door
And found the bag under the floor
Not a peep, Always working the lot
Get the flame, aim, POP
Open the box and take off
Out the back of the pawn shop
Scopin' the lot
Hopin the cops
Hadn't seen the plates on his car
He felt like he'd been hustlin so hard
Like a demon he pumped a cold heart
Play it cool, like Humphrey Bogart
Put the rings on his chain
Attached by both parts
He did the drop
One ring in the bag
Envelope, all the money he had
Left the money and the ring
And a slow exhale
Two weeks went by
Got a box in the mail
In the box was a bullet made of gold
Melted down from the ring
Re-cast with two rings and a band
And he stared at it
Sittin in the palm of his hand
And sat down next to a picture
That sat on the night stand
It was his wife in the picture on his side
With the ring on her finger
On the week that she died
As he looked in the reflection
At those eyes so red
He put the bullet in a gun
And put it right in his head
Like that
[Chorus]
[U][Lupe Fiasco]
You knew he didn’t have enough
Power in his thrusters
To muster warp 5
Plus if you pushed it
The fuel cells corupture
And then they would die
Then the galaxy would suffer
But he know he had to try
But he couldn’t risk it
Put the cure in the escape pod
And kissed it
And told her goodbye
She started to cry
But he knew if he could distract em
He could buy her some time
And she could make it out alive
Turn the suit around
And got prepared for the stand-off
Space mind, had blown
One of their hands off
Damaged laser cannons
And I got a system jam
And he faced the whole fleet
Blood seething through his teeth
The final saga
In the seven planet wars
Unsheathe the sword and
Then he charged forward
His eyes flashed
Behind cracked cockpit glass
He let out a laugh
And all she heard was a blast
Like [Uh]
[Chorus]
Ladies and gentlemen,
This has been a Fort Minor production
Ghost Face, yea let’s go
Spray paint and ink pen...
[Next time.......]
[Yea yea yea yea yea]
Whats this last part?
____________________________________________
MY 1,500th POST!
Download>>> HERE (http://rapidshare.de/files/6584302/Mike_Shinoda-Spray_Paint__Feat._Lupe_Fiasco_Ghostface_Killah_.m p3.html)
[Thanks to Vero for the download link! :D ]
Im about 95% sure these are right...
____________________________________________
Fort Minor - Spray Paint
Mike Shinoda
Ghostface Killah
Lupe Fiasco
[Whisper]
Fort Minor
Fort... Minor
[Chorus]
Spray paint and ink pens
I use to write in every color I think in
To paint a picture
With every rhyme that I speak in
Yea, the gallery is the beat and I
...I ...I ...I
[Mike Shinoda]
Ladies and Gentlemen
We have a special guest for you this evening,
Ghost, you ready?
[Ghostface Killah]
Yo, I verbally paint pictures
I’m the hood's best story teller
This about a young boy
Dealin with the older fellas
Promised them the lives
They see on TV
He ran packs across town
Like rhymes, CDs, and
Big change, new clothes
Nikes and Reeboks
Stackin too much loot
To squeeze in a shoe box
Savin, he promised moms
A crib in Atlanta
And his pops got killed through debt
He was a dealer
So he staged jazz
Fox jump off the suit cases
No more cross town now
He’s crossin them states and
Seein new faces
Not knowin who to trust
So when the door kicked open
They screamed, "This is a bust!"
Is it a setup?
Ya see it’s funny
A scuffle broke out
He got hit, dropped the case
And spit blood out his mouth
He walked four blocks to die
Tryin to survive
And now all that’s left
Is his mom screamin "God why?"
[Chorus]
[Mike Shinoda]
Let me begin by sayin...
Shut the fuck up!
Let me begin by sayin
I don’t think this man knew
What he had in store
He opened the door
And found the bag under the floor
Not a peep, Always working the lot
Get the flame, aim, POP
Open the box and take off
Out the back of the pawn shop
Scopin' the lot
Hopin the cops
Hadn't seen the plates on his car
He felt like he'd been hustlin so hard
Like a demon he pumped a cold heart
Play it cool, like Humphrey Bogart
Put the rings on his chain
Attached by both parts
He did the drop
One ring in the bag
Envelope, all the money he had
Left the money and the ring
And a slow exhale
Two weeks went by
Got a box in the mail
In the box was a bullet made of gold
Melted down from the ring
Re-cast with two rings and a band
And he stared at it
Sittin in the palm of his hand
And sat down next to a picture
That sat on the night stand
It was his wife in the picture on his side
With the ring on her finger
On the week that she died
As he looked in the reflection
At those eyes so red
He put the bullet in a gun
And put it right in his head
Like that
[Chorus]
[U][Lupe Fiasco]
You knew he didn’t have enough
Power in his thrusters
To muster warp 5
Plus if you pushed it
The fuel cells corupture
And then they would die
Then the galaxy would suffer
But he know he had to try
But he couldn’t risk it
Put the cure in the escape pod
And kissed it
And told her goodbye
She started to cry
But he knew if he could distract em
He could buy her some time
And she could make it out alive
Turn the suit around
And got prepared for the stand-off
Space mind, had blown
One of their hands off
Damaged laser cannons
And I got a system jam
And he faced the whole fleet
Blood seething through his teeth
The final saga
In the seven planet wars
Unsheathe the sword and
Then he charged forward
His eyes flashed
Behind cracked cockpit glass
He let out a laugh
And all she heard was a blast
Like [Uh]
[Chorus]
Ladies and gentlemen,
This has been a Fort Minor production
Ghost Face, yea let’s go
Spray paint and ink pen...
[Next time.......]
[Yea yea yea yea yea]
Whats this last part?
____________________________________________
MY 1,500th POST!