Listening to Overdose,
got me on that overload,
So I click to download,
as they click to upload,
Cause its as good as gold,
Heads bout to explode.
As I listen to them go.
Feel a bit lyrical.
Si, tiene mas flow.
Chillin layin low.
So frosty that im cold.
Got my mind in the zone.
In my room all alone.
Call me Mr. Invisblo!

Got to excuse my music theory.
So precise like Dr. McCeery.
So pleasant, but still a lil eerie.
And it keeps me so unweary.
As I rock to Hybrid Theory.

This is why I rock, this is why rock.
I'm a musical genius, sorta like Bach.
But I listen to Biggie, and idolize Pac.
Whoops lost track of time on the clock.
But Im on it like, Hickory Dickory Dock.
Haha... damn im blown away just like chalk.
But stay so stable, and smooth like caulk.
As I blast this music all over my block.


Spit so hard that my tongues' got a blood clot.
And I'm wonderin how I think of shit on the spot.
While im here doin hardly diddly squat.
Feelin so high, and I didn't smoke pot.
And its past 12 am and no one called the cops.
So imma stay on, while my neighbors kick rocks.

Music and life just got me so high.
That Im sittin on top of cloud nine.
Feelin so fly its heavenly divine.
So I feel like im in heaven, but i never really died.
And my thoughts keep goin,
as my brain keeps flowin,
and the winds keep blowin,
But im never ever dry.

These words are so easy to digest.
As I keep them steady, and they never digress.
But in the end just know im not tryin to impress.
Just killin some time during my mental recess.
With shit on my mind, but i get it off my chest.
And I'm always nice, but im never the best.

Cause these dudes are numero uno.
Especially Travie hes a Gym Class Hero.
As for me guess you can call me the big fat zero.