Tools Of The Trade Lyrics - Singles - Fort Minor

[Mike] 

I can make a loop out of anything work 

Im just surprised you guys didnt think of this shit first... But fuck it! 

You cant touch yours truly 

You can hardly follow me 

Much less move me, so 

When Im 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 lets do this 

But not on this track 

You cant afford it stupid! 

[Tak] 

Somebody call for the doc quick 

Hes still on the street top 

He gotta freaking stain on my high top Reeboks 

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 

Im 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 aint talkin bout a piss colored diamond either, word 

Im 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 dont gotta run fast girl 

I know you got asthma 

[Tak] 

Yeah, sippin on jack and diamonds 

Blowing smoke rings 

Chillin with the pack of Heinas 

Your hands to the sky 

Get a crunk for fun 

Im so goddamn high 

I could punch the sun 

[British Mike] 

Oy... honestly I doesnt even matter if I use this voice 

Itd 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 hes stuck inside a toilet getting ready to puke 

[Mike] 

And he drank a bunch of sisco, vodka, and rum 

[tak] 

So Cheapshots gonna drop Celphs 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 

Im 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 dont 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!