Interpret:

Fort Minor

Album:

Militia EP

Hi you guys listen, here I´ve got some paper,
 a toothbrush
 this is a lighter, 
a bottle of beer, 
this is a bottle opener 
and a pot from the kitchen, 
all right,are you ready? Let´s go.  
Alright maybe that doesn't sound quite right yet. 
So  I'm gonna add some kick and snare just like this (hahahahaha, yeah) and I got this guitar part 
I'm gonna play this guitar part over like this
You feeling that? 
And we just do that, 
And why don't we, why don't we bring a little bit of base just like this
Yeah 
(dialogue)
Im gonna get this snare to go, pop pop
Just take the, take the base out right here like this
Yeah and this is just where we bring in the verse


[Mike] 
I can make a loop out of anything work 
I'm just surprised you guys didn't think of this shit first... But fuck it! 
You can't touch yours truly 
You can hardly follow me 
Much less move me, so 
When I'm pumping the track 
You punks in the back better jump when I ask you bastards 


[Ryu] 
Yeah, you got it backwards and misconstrued 
See I roll like the rat pack groups included 
In the backpack with the gas mask in Munich 
20 deep in a hatchback puffing Cubans 


[Mike] 
You wanna rap get the lab track qued let's do this 
But not on this track 
You can't afford it stupid! 


[Tak] 
Somebody call for the doc quick 
He's still on the street top 
He gotta freaking stain on my high top Reebok's 
Snatched off the velcro and choked him with it 
My headphones rub my neck where I coach you chickens (baaaacock!) 
Machineshop packs lots of tunes 
Like Paul Wall mixed tapes leave you chopped and screwed 
The mess too wild? 
The yes boys popping their Gats (yaps?) 
Yeah, can you hear me now? 
Good get off my sac 


[Celph] 
Yo, MC am I 
People call me Celph 
I got the key to every young bitches chastity belt 
You clicking even pussy 
Better yet they beaver 
I'm gonna leave it to ya heavy 
With this nine millameta 


[Girlie Ryu (some would say sexy voice)] 
Yo I see you chillin' in that cherry beemer 
Have you ever met a man with canary fever? 
I ain't talkin' 'bout a piss colored diamond either, word 
I'm eatin' birds outta sittin' on your finger 
You can teach 'em how to speak 
Say "Polly want a cracker?" 
Take 'em to the beach 
Play volleyball after 
A little snack.. champagne and pasta.. 
We don't gotta run fast girl 
I know you got asthma 


[Tak] 
Yeah, sippin' on jack and diamonds 
Blowing smoke rings 
Chillin' with the pack of Heina's 
Your hands to the sky 
Get a crunk for fun 
I'm so goddamn high 
I could punch the sun 


[British Mike] 
Oy... honestly I doesn't even matter if I use this voice 
It'd still fuck up you and your boys 
So piss off mate 
See? I do what I want 
Cause your whole bloody lots 
Just a bunch of cunts 


[Ryu] 
See right now Celph Titled supposed to be in the booth 


[Tak] 
But he's stuck inside a toilet getting ready to puke 


[Mike] 
And he drank a bunch of sisco, vodka, and rum 


[tak] 
So Cheapshot's gonna drop Celph's verse 
Here it comes 


[Celph Titled] 
Find me in the sandwich 
Gonna roll with the stutter 
Rolling with a cutter 
Abuse your mother 
On a road trip to Barbados with their hoes 
I'm a hoodrat with a Winnebago 
I make dough 
On the block where the bullies where raised to partier 
You in Idaho grazing pastures getting busy 
I don't hold acts unless for something get busy 
On the ground I like the bear 
And I stay my grizzly 


[Ryu in the background] 
Stay the fuck in the bathroom homie!