fort minor
get me gone
The dude, he said that, like, when we were making the first Linkin Park record He was like, "Yeah you know, I don't know about the rapping like, I don't know... maybe you should just be a rock band." You know what I mean, like, trying to change us like they signed us as an act like what we sound like and then he's like "Oh I don't know maybe you should just play keyboard" Before the first song that you heard me on There were people already tryin' to get me gone Tellin' me to quit rapping "Just play the keys" That my band had a singer They didn't need me But my band had my back So we did the tracks Put out the album and the talk went flat It was funny at first but then the humour faded When some magazines printed that our label made us We were to be good to be true Some were saying ghost writers were writin' all that we do So we had to disprove it We spelled it out to the detail how we do it when we're making this music After that I made it a rule I only do e-mail responses to print interviews Because these people love to put a twist to your words To infer that you said something fucking absurd Oh, did I lose you at infer? Not used to hearing a verse that uses over first grade vocabulary words? People used to infer that we were manufactured Now I've got the interviews on file Which people said what Which number to dial So now every enemy screaming insanity All they're ever gonna be's another big fan of me Bitch