Mike Shinoda - Like Riding A Bike lyrics

[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda] Not worried about a (title/Tidal) like Apple and Spotify Streaming freemium heat, your wounds'll get cauterized Right in front of every fickle fan that you're followed by Like black hat hackers you'll be looking for compromise Your man's laughing while we're watching you backpedal The crowd's cringing, you can't win, your attack's mellow I'm half-hoping you'll still rap when the laughs settle Bodied by a singer from a band that did rap-metal? sh**, I digress, where to start? Cause whether I'm the biggest or I barely chart Count wins on the tracks and the mic and art I'm a legend in three games like I'm Jensen Karp So irreverent, I tip-toe up And whisper that you're more irrelevant than "Real World" Puck Have you up at night counting all the reasons I s** And I would love to hear about it but I ran out of f**s [Verse 2: Hot Karl] Got a story so real had to write it as non-fiction f**ing up the game like Scott Storch's drug addiction My diction, though with conviction, despite my mission Halted by the vision of businessmen with bad decisions Twenty years ago I was the next rapper to break Only to end up like Michael Jordan's crying face But please don't mistake that I'm not ill as straight sick f** with my dogs, I'll hunt you down like I was John Wick I wrote a memoir which is a dope thing to hear 'Til I found out Ja Rule also wrote one last year Oh well, I guess it's just a string of bad luck But like Russell dating Ciara I don't give a f** Kanye owes me 300 bucks from his wealth And my book about that sh** is now on shelves And every white rapper since 2001 Makes me feel like Doc Rivers cause I'm coaching my son I'm done [Hook: Hot Karl] It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without some dope lyrics to step to So I grabbed on a mic with a pen so I could write It's like riding a bike, it's like riding a bike Because it's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without some dope lyrics to step to So I grabbed on a mic with a pen so I could write It's like riding a bike, it's like riding a bike [Verse 3: Intuition] It's kind of hard, we only talking in my Twitter page Hating on a cracker rap critic in a fit of rage Sit center stage, sip gin and Minute Maid Old hipsters stick dick to every single Tinder date Smooth it out, more ba** than a tuba snout Daggering a brown-skin betty with her booty out Loop the music 'til the YouTube user shout "HOODY WHO the f** are you and what is you about?" I never knew, that's why I stayed middling Living in Los Angles, f**ing with all them [?] chicks It's no surprise that I'm down to date strippers When my fifth grade crush's real first name was Cinnamon Huh, I'mma leave that there Being this self-aware shouldn't be that rare Catch me in the club with a mean-a** glare Because I'd rather be at home in a beanbag chair It's real rap [Verse 4: Abnormal] Life [? ?] invisible eye In the cart the high-top, fly, pelican, fly Storm-born Targaryen, you barbarians Then I take a piss on every graveyard they buried in Psychopathic thoughts of a violent author In the dark scribbling with a Pilot marker I put a basket of roses on your casket as it close While I'm cracking clams open in the back of Gladstone's The American Werewolf is back home Returned on the first full moon, you cast stones None of y'all can touch the [chi of the G?] Nasty M.C. from the Caspian Sea Demented, red-lining off the head I'm out my f**ing mind, kid, I'm off my meds I'm like [Marc?] buckwilding in the City of Sin Love rhyming like them guineas love Vinnie The Chin And I'm out [Hook: Hot Karl] It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without some dope lyrics to step to So I grabbed on a mic with a pen so I could write It's like riding a bike, it's like riding a bike Because it's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without some dope lyrics to step to So I grabbed on a mic with a pen so I could write It's like riding a bike, it's like riding a bike