Interpret:

Linkin Park

Album:

Viscera

No control, no


I give you what you came for / this is not the same though
Got a different method but I still can bring the pain so
Y’all stuck in that same flow / I got that insane flow
High as y’all can get you’re never really in my range though
Yes I’m half anglo / half fried panko
All prime-time rhymer / let the bass bang low
All you fucking lames go / aiming at my name, know
Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for
(Careful what you shoot because you might hit what you aim for)


No control / no surprise
Tossed the keys to the kingdom 
Down that hole in my eye
I’m my own / casualty
I fuck up everything I see
Fighting in futility


So whatcha waiting for
Anticipating more
While you debate what it could take to instigate a war?
Yeah I've been hating on the time I wasn’t hated for
There’s nothing they can fucking say they didn’t say before
But you could never see it, Your battle’s not mine
Wanna skate and play it safe but this is take a shot time
You’re waiting for a purpose, I already got mine
While you tell me step to it like
Step, step to it like


No control / no surprise
Tossed the keys to the kingdom 
Down that hole in my eye
I’m my own / casualty
I fuck up everything I see
Fighting in futility


I’m my own / casualty


I’m my own / casualty


We start the final war
Tell me what’s worth fighting for
When we know there’s nothing more
We take the hand or fist
Just to sell ourselves for this
The path we least resist