Featuring: Emcee 007

Producer: Mike Shinoda Mr. Hahn

[Intro: Mike Shinoda, Emcee 007]
(Always prevail, the human third rail)
Yo, yo, I put Xero
(Exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
Junkyard Scientific, Styles, haha
(Always prevail, the human third rail)
Yo, I thought you knew, I thought, ha, uh
(Exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
I tell ya, ha, uh

[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]
It's like a royal flush, a rush when I bust verbally
Plus crush Earth's crust and enemy MC's to dust, with one touch
Stonehenge rhyme riddle a mystery
With Earth-rattle reckoning, rewritin' your history
With blistery flesh, meshed with a mess of a civil unrest on wax
Test pressed, scratched with finesse and next
Blessed with extra-terrestrial techs and programmed for the organs above your necks
Undressin' hip hop and makin' it over again
This is the end, ill men you'll never defend
From the deep end we watch trends and then we see rock
And devise plans, strand them in the penalty box
To mentally stop brains of virtual train wrecks
Dissect the picture to the words turned up by the text
What's next? Heat-seeking treats meet your sect
When you spit a thousand words and haven't painted a stroke yet

[Chorus 1: Mike Shinoda, Mark Wakefield]
Believe this, (Believe this) I'm only in it for the fiends (For the fiends)
And mean every single sentence that I scream (It's just the sound)
It's just the sound as the breakbeat kicks
That's got us all dancin' in the mist (In the mist)
Believe this, (Believe this) I'm only in it for the fiends (For the fiends)
And mean every single sentence that I scream (It's just the sound)
It's just the sound as the breakbeat kicks
That's got us all dancin' in the mist, mist

[Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]
With your incomphrehensible bullet-hole ventilators
Stainless steel metal invincible diamond and platinum-plated
Psychologically fabricated facade godsent and hellbent
Are mentally not making' any sense to me
Eventually, you tempted me to put you on the choppin' block
As a sacrifice to hip-hop when I knock you off
A razor blade and pop and lock the axe in
Put your head in a basket as an example for those who pass it
Medievally approaching these festivities
Jump around frequently when you see me, like BDP on PCP
Frequently me and Mark transform like DMC
To soundwaves of song set in every frequency

[Interlude: MIke Shinoda, Emcee 007]
(Always prevail, the human third rail)
Endlessly worthless, crying out your curses
(Exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
Playin' all these games and turnin' this into a circus
(Always prevail, the human third rail)
Witless, and worthless, and cryin' out your curses
(Exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
Playin' all these games…
Yo

[Chorus 2: Mike Shinoda, Mark Wakefield]
Believe this, (Believe this) I'm only in it for the fiends (For the fiends)
And mean every single sentence that I scream (It's just the sound)
It's just the sound as the breakbeat kicks
That's got us all dancin' in the mist (In the mist)
Believe this, (Believe this) I'm only in it for the fiends (For the fiends)
And mean every single sentence that I scream (It's just the sound)
It's just the sound as the breakbeat kicks
That's got us all dancin' in the mist

[Outro: Emcee 007]
(Always prevail, the human third rail, I exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
One two, one, one, yeah, one two
(Always prevail, the human third rail, I exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
Ha, ha, ha, Cash Double-Oh, Xero, 818, you know? That's how we do
(Always prevail, the human third rail, I exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
Xero, 818, you know? That's how we do
(Always prevail, the human third rail, I exhale the smoke from Molotov cocktails)
Yeah, check it out, y'all, check it out, Cash Double-O
Tell your grandparents, tell your brother and sister, tell everybody, ha ([?] yea, Artofficial)
One two, ha, ha, one two, ha, one two (Yeah, just like that, yeah, just like that, yeah, just like that)
(Yeah, just like this)
Yo, can you hear me?
Haha, it's like that
I ain't takin' it back, haha

Linkin Park

Hybrid Theory isn’t just the title of Linkin Park’s chart-topping debut album, but a career mission statement.

From day one, the same six players (lead vocalist Chester Bennington, drummer/percussionist Rob Bourdon, guitarist Brad Delson, bassist Dave ‘Phoenix’ Farrell, DJ/Programmer Joe Hahn, and keyboardist, guitarist, and co-lead vocals Mike Shinoda) built the band by fusing all their favorite styles of music into one unmistakable signature sound. With each album, Linkin Park defiantly challenges themselves and their fans by blasting into new musical territory. After setting the template for rock that incorporated hip-hop influences with Hybrid Theory and Meteora, they shifted gears completely and defied expectations with the polychromatic Minutes to Midnight, and again with the esoteric A Thousand Suns, before melding a piece of them all into 2012’s LIVING THINGS. With their 2014 release and heaviest offering in years, The Hunting Party, Linkin Park manage to capture their ever-innovative spirit with a hunger seldom seen in bands on their seventh album. One More Light (2017) is an interesting personal album, filled with a lot of emotion.

Unfortunately, on July 20, 2017, Chester unexpectedly died by suicide, shocking and saddening both fans and his own band members alike.