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letra de magic doors(portishead remix) - fort minor

(spoken) alright

they say welcome back mike, it’s a pleasure to have yous
you the hot sh-t like metal to magnets
come ’round back to the staff door access
light up a cuban, spot a pig mattress
autograph action, sneak through the door
s.-.b. and me turning your peace into war
so turn the f-cking beat up some more
and step back pr-nto, reload the combo
mike, ryu and tak
it’s like some mo wade and marley marl symphony rock
you could turn off the beat and couldn’t get me to stop
i could give a fat f-ck if you’re with me or not
i do not give a d-mn
got tracks on the billboard but here i am
with my man green lantern raising h-ll again
and so way past go, never sold my soul

hook beth gibbons and shinoda
all the muse-(never sold my soul)-in myself
my desire i can’t have (yeah)
no reason and i thought (ryu)

verse 2 ryu

you see what i’ve become, top gun, mac 1
achtung baby i’m the best, i ain’t got another option
grotesque yet, so fresh, yes never lost not once
you see what i’ve become, the last six months
my lyrics went from “oh sh-t” to “oh f-ck”
this dude is a problem, don’t front
the last of the west coast rappers that don’t suck
this isn’t even fun no more
i done k!lled so many people that my gun gets bored
why fight now, i already won this war
everything you think is hot man, i done before
from the block sh-t to the rap sh-t
to the rock sh-t even to some pop sh-t
fatten up my pocket, profit
f-cking with me, see nothing is free
it’s r-y-u from the s.o.b, suck it

verse 3 tak

can’t get a grip, plan sort of slips
stand in front of a fan with his hands full of sh-t
covered the face before the cameras are cl1cked
d-mn, they call him a h-ll of a man with a lisp
can’t escape the dark or erase the thought
his heart beats quicker than a racing horse
so he blocks his own reflection and ducks from sunlight
then both worlds collide and result in a gunfight
cuts in his chest still, russian roulette wheel
mistakes might have splattered in the guts into left field
ooh, take a deep breath for the recess
things on the brain to remain as a defect
yeah, a newborn with a new curse
fits like a shoe h-rn in a blue he-rs-
dim the lights for the lampshade glow
pull out the pen and let the whole d-mn thing blow

outro hook gibbons:
all the muse in myself
my desire i can’t have
no reason and i thought

- fort minor

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