Tools of the Trade
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|Tools of the Trade|
|Label||Machine Shop, Warner Bros.|
Tools of the Trade is a Cookie song by Linkin Park co-lead vocalist Mike Shinoda as Fort Minor that was written and recorded for the Militia EP in 2006. The song features guest appearances from Los Angeles underground rap group Styles of Beyond and Demigodz crew member Celph Titled.
It was recorded as a demo in January 2006.
 The Making of "Tools of the Trade"
The cookie is recorded in the bathroom with a few items for the beats, including a piece of paper, a toothbrush, a lighter, a bottle of beer, a bottle opener, and a pot form the kitchen in order to get the sound to be just right for Mike.
After adding the kick-and-snare beats, Shinoda plays a guitar part over the whole song, except for the bass guitar, before he raps his verse over it with Styles of Beyond and Celph Titled.
[Mike Shinoda] 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
You can hardly follow me much less move me, so
When I’m 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 let’s do this
But not on this track, you can’t afford it stupid!
Somebody call for the doc quick, he’s still on the street top
He's gotta stain on my freaking high top Reebok’s
Snatched off the velcro and choked him with it
My headphones rub my neck where I coach you chickens (bacockkkkkk!)
Machine Shop 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
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
I’m gonna leave it to ya heavy with this nine millimeter
[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
Yeah, sippin’ on jack and diamonds
Blowin' smoke rings, chillin’ with a pack of Heina’s
Your hands to the sky, get a crunk for fun
I’m so goddamn high, I could punch the sun
Oy, honestly it 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
See right now Celph Titled's supposed to be in the booth
But he’s stuck inside a toilet getting ready to puke
And he drank a bunch of sisco, vodka, and rum
So Cheapshot’s gonna drop Celph’s verse, here it comes
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 in my grizzly
[Ryu in the background]
Stay the fuck in the bathroom homie!