[Green Lantern:]

This is an Invasion!

[Intro: Apathy & Mike Shinoda]

Hey Ap', why don’t you do the uh--the intro on this shit?

Yo Apathy, Fort Minor, Styles of Beyond, Demigodz

Here we go

[Verse 1: Apathy]

Yo, rappers like heavy metal and ghettos

Guns, metals and ammos

I pistol whip Tony and fuck Meadow Soprano

A cat who sells them bugs but tell them thugs

They don’t know to carry more heat than welding gloves

I walk amongst the gods, keep my head in the clouds

Oh we show groupie love, getting head in the crowds

Put it in girls mouth blast off like NASA

The master of nastiness transform a classy bitch into

A little sheen freak sadomasochist

Dastardly bastard of rap so disastrous

Spitting, healed a cripple like Christ the miraculous

And fights my savageness, turns punks, pacifists

The police clock Ap like there he go

Always on the watch because I use to carry blow

Always lock her down but I never marry hoes

Bury foes when the flows comes through your stereo

[Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]

There we go, flipping' unpredictable verses

A curse to burst words like Tourette’s on purpose

Flip the bird like a back-heavy jet, perverse as it is

I can't stop and its making me nervous, ok?

Get me on a track and I'm cracking

Packing up a backpack full of tracks on some CDs

Be me, fuck that not like me

To bite me you need to be you times ninety

I got schemes and a team so hyped we

Get on a scene make a scene on the nightly

Say what I mean, whether mean or politely

Living the dream in some clean white Nike's

Or DC's, I'm not giving a shit

Fuck the words that you heard and the lips that they hang from

I stay banging to bang, bang drums and hanging you lames

And the same no names gangs you came from

I don’t got an excuse, just talking the truth

I'm fucking awesome when I'm rocking the booth

And I stay ready with hot bloc rocking abuse

Y'all are really not stopping us dude, yeah Tak, get em'

[Verse 3: Tak]

It started off get on over and hit the galaxy

Now we're moving them over they're crowing me as the Cali king

Anything tossed on my fuse getting chewed up

With a crew that sips a little brew way too much

Hooligans, smacked in the face with aluminum bats

Your fucking raps as good as me, Boo-booin'

I said I was rude, step in the shoes, you don't believe me

You can ask Devin the dude how I strip down the bitch clown stand in my socks

Whip the mother fuckers ass like I'm Cannibal Ox

You want to be stoned? beat him with a basket of rocks

Get your shit flowing feeling for the casket to drop

You know them S.O.B.'s never get the record to stop

Breaking the habit is impossible what happened to Tak

He's unleashed, he's a beast so Sledge hand me a bloc

Party, whats your corpses posing for, the camera was shot, huh

Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly

No wonder everyone is so petrified

I said, Styles and Machine Shop, necklace fly

No wonder everyone is so petrified

You hear that?