Lyrics Fort Minor – Tools Of The Trade

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

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:

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!