In Stereo - Fort Minor

This is how it goes, welcome one and all to the show

We’re wired up, fired up, fucking ready to go

In the back of the parking lot, outside of the bar

Twenty deep, twenty feet from the boulevard

Black hoodies, black caps, black label in glasses

Previewing the new shit before the masses

'Cause the first thing I need when I’ve got a new beat

Is to see how it sounds, echoing off the street

I just take it for a spin, pop the CD in

Slide it up to ten and get that rear view shaking

Then play it again so there’s no mistaking

San Andreas the block, get this bitch earthquaking, like oh

Oh, ready for it, here we go

We got the whole block rocking in stereo

We’re taking control, letting everybody know

And if you feel it, let me hear everybody go oh

You’re not ready

I got plenty cuts for twenty months dropped steadily

Plenty tracks to empty on your wack pedigree

I’m backed heavily, while you’re back-pedalling

Forget the chitchat on me, homie kick back

I’m on that shit that can get your homie bitch-slapped

So zip your lip back, listen and watch

We got the whole block rocking off the way the beat knocks

You don’t have to warn the people on the corner they know

That if you’re standing on that corner then you’re getting that show

World premiering, you’re hearing that Machine Shop flow

San Andreas the block, get this bitch earthquaking, like oh

Oh, ready for it, here we go

We got the whole block rocking in stereo

We’re taking control, letting everybody know

And if you feel it, let me hear everybody go

Oh, ready for it, here we go

We got the whole block rocking in stereo

We’re taking control, letting everybody know

And if you feel it, let me hear everybody go

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