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[X-ecutioners] Watch them flee... watch them flee Rap rap rap up Watch them flee Hip-Hop hits And you do it like this [Mike Shinoda] It’s going down The rhythm projects ’round the next sound Reflects the complex hybrid dialect now Detects the mesh of many elements compressed down The melting pot of a super-futuresque style The combination of vocal caress With lungs the gasp for breath From emotional stress With special effects And a distorted collage Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage [Pre-chrus x2:] It’s going down The logical progression on the timeline The seperation narrowed down to a fine line To blur the edges so they blend together properly Take you on an audible odyssey Now it’s going down A logical progression on the timeline The seperation narrowed down to a fine line To blur the edges so they blend together properly Take you on an audible odyssey Now it’s going down [Chorus (X-ecutioners with Mike Shinoda):] Put it out for the world to see LP and X-Men to the 10th degree (It’s goin down) Nobody in the world is safe When we melt down the wax in your record crate (It’s going down) [Mike Shinoda] Once again it is Composed sentences All together venomous The four elements of natural force Projected daily through the sound of the source Everybody on board as we blend The sword with the pen The mightiest the weapons Swinging right from the chin To elevate of mental states Long gone with the wind To defend men from shoddy imitation pretends It’s going down Style assimilation readily Trekking through the weaponry Of the pure pedigree Cleverly seeing through whatever is ahead of me Whatever the weather be We invent the steadily It’s going down sub-terrestrial high I rhyme regiment that’s calling the shots Exectution of colloborative plots Ready to bring the seperation of stylе
