There They Go

One time for my Machine Shop crew and then its Two times S.O.B and LP too and then it's Three times It's Mike and Six on the track and then Four Times when we come in through the back they're sayin Oh no close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Oh no close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Armed and dangerous bitch Ya'll cant really hang with us in this Makes me wanna hang it up and quit Forget aboit all the things you heard before 'Bout time that we're kicking down your door Everybody's gonna hit the fucking floor Like " please Mike dont hurt me anymore" I dont gotta have a secret lie or an alibi Everybody knows why I'm here I'd just as soon crazk a bottle As crack you over the head with a bottle a bear So just listen up there powder puff Better believe that I'm not playing You can love it you can hate But dont mistake it everboy's saying Oh no close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Oh no close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go What you really wanna do is this Just make believe that i don't exist But you wont cause everytime you go to spit I talk right over you just like this It's annoying just for you You can scream all day 'til your face is blue Im gettin in your head and you know it too And thats just me you dont know my crew My man Sixx John understand though The way that he flows you can call him Rambo Never miss a shot never run out of ammo Coming with heat like a goddamn commando And in S.O.B Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully, Cheapshot Now you see Fuck with me?, nah, Sixx Uh oh whatere you yell when you see that door colse Imma bail through the back (fo sho) Straight to the bar so i can act (a fool) I figure you guys would get a little surprised Youy eyes wide when its me and Mike Shinod Im just plain old Sixx John from the Nam- District This is not supposed I still talk with awkaward speech Im like a dog that's off his leash Step out with a Fort Minor patch on a black tee Niggas scared to walk these streets I aint trippin homie talk is cheap Accapella or we can bark on a beat And if that aint enough action i got Seventeen pages in the little magazine i keep Oh no close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go Oh no close the door Shut the lights and start the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go We got this place rockin' beat knockin non stopping If ya'll are with it let me hear it now (yeah) yo One time For my Machine shop crew and then its Two times S.O.B and LP too and then its Three times Its Mike and Sixx on the track and Four times We do it like that