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Fort Minor Lyrics
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ALL the Lyrics to "The Rising Tied"--including the bonus tracks!
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"Remember The Name"
You ready?! Lets go! Yeah, for those of you that want
to know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
[Chorus] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent
skill Fifteen percent concentrated power of will Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain And a hundred percent
reason to remember the name!
Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights He just wants to be heard whether it's
the beat or the mic He feels so unlike everybody else, alone In spite of the fact that some people still think that
they know him But fuck em, he knows the code It's not about the salary It's all about reality and making some noise Makin
the story - makin sure his clique stays up That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!
Who the
hell is he anyway? He never really talks much Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck Humbled
through opportunities given to him despite the fact That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps Put
it together himself, now the picture connects Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect He's only focused
on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
It's just twenty
percent skill Eighty percent beer Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill Who would've thought that he'd be
the one to set the west in flames And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game" Came back dropped
Megadef, took em to church I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse? This dude is the truth, now everybody
be givin him guest spots His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!
[Chorus]
They
call him Ryu The Sick And he's spittin fire with Mike Got him out the dryer he's hot Found him in Fort Minor with
Tak Been a fuckin annihilist porcupine He's a prick, he's a cock The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope
he get shot Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe He's
got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat
Tak!
- He's not your everyday on the block He knows how to work with what he's got Makin his way to the top People think
its a common owners name People keep askin him was it given at birth Or does it stand for an acronym? No he's livin
proof, Got him rockin the booth He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice Him and his crew are known
around as one of the best Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent
Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how
or why he works so hard It seems like he's never got time Because he writes every note and he writes every line And
I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind It's like a design is written in his head every time Before
he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed? Ridiculous,
without even trying, how do they do it?!
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
[Outro - Mike Shinoda] Yeah!
Fort Minor M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
"Right Now"
Someone right now is leaving their apartment looking down at the
street wondering where there car went
Someone in the car sitting at a signal in front of a restaraunt staring through
the window at someone right now with their finger in their teeth who could use a little floss
Right across the street
theres somebody on the curb who really needs a jacket spent half the rent at a bar getting plastered now hes gotta walk
fourteen blocks to work at a shop where hes about to get fired.
Someone right now is looking pretty tired staring at
a laptop trying to get inspired Somebody living right across the street shes wrote the best things shes written all week
but her best friends coughing up blood in the sink cant even think what happened feeling so confused and he knows it looks
bad but there nothing he can do I wonder what its like to be right there in his shoes
[Chorus] But no
im just taking it in out the window of a hotel bedroom again tommorrow ill be gone I dont know when ill be back and this
world everything can change just like that, that, just like that, just like that that, just like that, just like that
Yo
somebody right now is dropping his vote inside a box and trying not to get shot in his throat
For the act of freedom
right now somebody is stuck in Iraq hoping that he gets shipped back breathing in a war that hes not really sure of the
reasons so we show our support when the press mislead them though we more then remain proud and salute the troops get some
I know you boys got some work to do
Meanwhile right now someones 25 to life and is stading on the corner with their
thumb up hitchiking stratching off a lotto ticket hoping for a real winner sneaking through the border just to work and
to eat a real dinner
Right now someone wishes they were you were not instead of second guessing freedom thoughts
of quiet suicide
But right now im staring at the window at a frame with holes in his arm and holes in his jeans he
pulled out his siger and sparked the light and walked right around the corner just outta my sight
But yo im just
taking it in from the second story hotel window again, the TV's on, and my bags are packed, but in this world everything
can change just like that, like that, like that, like that,
[Repeat]
Ya right now somebody sitting in
the darkness trying to figure out how to put some heat in their apartment but they got a little matress and a little carpet
and they appreciate it cause some people on a park bench
You seem them when you rushing to get to the office wife robbed
blind when she coming from the market right now somebody coming out from the pocket trying to dump that rock they run around
the block with at the same time the cops is raising the block with aim to fill your legs and back with some hot shit
Right
now somebody struggling to stop this man whos kick and punching and cussing at the doctors
Down the hall the child
taking his first breath the doctors aint even passed him to the nurse yet yo I wonder if he understands what its worth
yet like the time spent while we here on the earth yet the answer to the question that we all seek can be found Depend
on how free y'all think
Right now its somebody who aint eat all week that would kill for the shit that you throw away
in the street I guess ones mans trash is the next mans treaure one mans pain is the next mans pleasure one say infinity
the next say forever right now erbody got to get it together man
Im just taking it in another strange hotel lobby again
put my luggage on my back i dont know where im at im in world where we all change just like that, like that, like that,
just like that, like that, just like that
Just like that, Just like that [repeat]
"Petrified"
Yall are not, not, not Ready HO Not not ready HO We're gonna
drop it steady so Do it like that Like that (like that)....
Now why is everybody so petrified? WHAT? Petrified? WHAT? Step
aside. And just drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME
ON! [x2]
Yeah How you doin’, y’all? My name is Mike. I’m fooling with the new shit I’m
doing it all like I like what i do I do what i like I could quit and get it back like i’m riding a bike Like
stop... ...bring it back, bring it back
We got that balance keeping us on track That ya get what ya move and
quit, wit no slow You stare like you don’t care But you do it though
I know You really must be so lonely Puffed
up, lookin’ tough, but so phony You and your boys, you don’t know me You really wanna hold me show me, homie.
Lets
get it over with for good I got a friction addiction i wish you would Machine Shop rockin’ when we step inside And
we got everybody so petrified
Now why is everybody so petrified? WHAT? Petrified? WHAT? Step aside. And
just drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON!
Listen
you are not ready Like children in a building you can’t stand steady It must be the beat so heavy Coz i panic
attacks like a crack in the levy
Give you that Rob or plant Dancing days are back Feeling all in the track and
in fact For those knowing the name Of back with some brand new crap Who can do it like that?
You really must
be so lonely Puffed up, lookin’ tough, but so phony You and your boys, you don’t know me You really wanna
hold me show me, homie.
Tough talk doesn’t mean a thing You know for yourself you know when we’re up
in a scene Its Machine Shop rockin’ when we step inside And we got everybody so petrified
Now why is everybody
so petrified? WHAT? Petrified? WHAT? Step aside. And just drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME
ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON!
Now why is everybody so petrified? WHAT? Petrified? WHAT? Step
aside. And just drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME
ON!
Yall are not, not, not Ready HO Not not ready HO We're gonna drop it steady so Do it like that Like
that (like that)...
Yall are not, not, not Ready HO Not not ready HO We're gonna drop it steady so Do it like
that Like that (like that)...
Get UP
Now why is everybody so petrified? WHAT? Petrified? WHAT? Step
aside. And just drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME ON! Drop that... COME
ON! [x2]
Like stop... ...Bring it back Bring it back We got that balance keeping us on track
Like
stop... ...Bring it back Bring it back We got that balance keeping us on track
Like stop... ...Bring it back
Bring it back We got that balance keeping us on track
Like stop... ...Bring it back Bring it back We got that
balance keeping us on track
Stop...stop...stop...stop...stop...stop...stop...stop..[fades out]
‘Chine
Shop! shop...shop...shop [fades out]
"Feel Like Home"
These
days are dark and the nights are cold People acting like they lost their soul And everywhere I go I see another person
like me Trying to make it all feel like home
[Mike:] Standing on the bridge in teh dark and I'm seeing
my breath Trying to make it home without freezing to death And my grandfather's face is stuck in my mind mind and
how Seeing him tonight's gonna be the last time I should've brought a jacket Blowing in my hands like it's really gonna
stop the chill I buy a cup of coffee with a five dollar bill thinking Laying in that box people look so still At
times like these you start thinking Your first breath in and the clock starts ticking I'm not trying to bum anyone out Not
trying to be dramatic just thinking out loud I'm just trying to make some sense in my mind Some defense from the
cold that I'm feeling outside and for a minute Escape with some rhythm and rhyme and Get away from the grey Just
a bit at a time
[Ryu:] Kinda funny how this world can treat you Like a freak in a sideshow a carnival
creature Climbing outta cans I'm a diamond in the sand But you cant tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones My
life's like trying to swallow a pinecone It's tough when you live fast just to die slow Talk to dial tones my
dreams are far-fetched It seems so I sleep underneath this park bench I know it don't make sense And I don't expect
you to know what it's like Smoke drink piss sniffing everything in my sight Push rocks in a pipe Liftoff I
keep puffin 'til my lips turn white And my chest gets tight But who the fuck really cares when you're So far left
behind that even death looks right All I can do is hope for teh best and pray That it gets a little better than yesterday
[Tak:] Pardon
me I think I'm nect to url Too many problems going on that's why i left my girl Packed my bags and traveled with
a pen and a notepad Pissed that i was broke and all the things that I dont have But still I try toi find a way to
escape From all teh hate planted in my head which lead to mistakes But now I'm breaking the mold see I was patient
and calm Many sleep in the rain but I'm awake in the storm Writing my life in a short film The Rise and Fall How
I managed to scorch hills and climb the walls Pound pavement aimless in the cold existence Even thought thangs
are changing I'm going the distance Overcoming the doubt that had controlled for so long And put it all behind me 'cause
life still goes on Now I'm much stronger and know where I stand While lost souls search over and over again
[Mike:] These
days are dark and the nights are cold People acting like they lost their soul And everybody's trying not to cry trying
to get by And trying not to feel out of control And if you look hard enough Sometimes you'll find a place that might
just remind you of home But if it doesn't feel like home You can do what I do Just pretend you don't feel so alone
"Where'd You Go?"
Where'd you go? I miss you so, Seems like it's been
forever, That you've been gone.
She said "Some days I feel like shit, Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal
for a bit," I don't understand why you have to always be gone, I get along but the trips always feel so long, And,
I find myself tryna stay by the phone, 'Cause your voice always helps me when I feel so alone, But I feel like an idiot,
workin' my day around the call, But when I pick up I don't have much to say, So, I want you to know it's a little fucked
up, That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin', Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career, Me and
the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"
I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That you've
been gone. Where'd you go? I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That you've been gone, Please come
back home...
You know the place where you used to live, Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs, Used to have a
little party every Hallowe'en with candy by the pile, But now, you only stop by every once in a while, Shit, I find
myself just fillin' my time, Anything to keep the thought of you from my mind, I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that
way, You can call me if you find you have somethin' to say, And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked
up, That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin', Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career, Me and
the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"
I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That you've
been gone. Where'd you go? I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That you've been gone, Please come
back home...
I want you to know it's a little fucked up, That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin', Tired
of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses, For while you're not around, and feeling so useless, It seems one thing
has been true all along, You don't really know what you got 'til it's gone, I guess I've had it with you and your career, When
you come back I won't be here and you'll can sing it...
Where'd you go? I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That
you've been gone. Where'd you go? I miss you so, Seems like it's been forever, That you've been gone, Please
come back home... Please come back home... Please come back home... Please come back home... Please come back
home...
"In Stereo"
(That beat is hard)
This is how it goes Welcome one
and all to the show We're wired up fired up fucking ready to go In the back of the parking lot outside of the
bar Twenty deep twenty feet from the boulevard Black hoodies Black caps Black label in glasses Previewing
the new shit before the masses 'Cause the first thing I need when i've got a new beat Is to see how it sounds echoing
off the street I just take it for a spin Pop the CD in Slide it up to ten and get that rearview shaking Then play
it again so there's no mistaking San Andreas the block Get this bitch earthquaking live
Oh ready for it here
we go We got the whole block rocking in stereo We're taking control letting everybody know And if you feel it let
me hear everybody go
You're not ready I got plenty cuts for twenty months dropped steadily Plenty tracks to empty
on your wack pedigree I'm backed heavily while you're back peddling Forget the chitchat on me homie kick back I'm
on that shit that can get your homie bitch-slapped So zip your lip back listen and watch We got the whole block rockin'
off the way the beat knocks You don't have to warn the people on the corner they know That if you're standing on
that corner then you're getting that show World premiering you're hearing that Machine Shop flow San Andreas the block Get
this bitch earthquaking like
Turn the key turn the volume up to loud Roll right roll every window down Let
the whole block know what this is about Turn it up y'all burn that system out
"Back Home"
Back home Everybody's searching for somethin' But all they can find is a whole
lot of nothin' Back home Ain't nobody hoping and praying 'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em And they try
to hold out but they can't fight the fact that Life goes black when those lights go out But I guess you gotta just watch
out for your own 'Cause ain't a damn thing free Back home
[Common:] Back home they holler "disciple"
and "blackstone" Same block they freebase yo we trapped on Where our grandmothers marched The guns clap on There's
liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs I travel the world just to come back to it The crib got a lot of soul
like black music I'm attached to it In many ways the city raised me and gave me The drama, honor, and bravery The
streets seem hollow when I go to Chicago It's cheap wine and sorrow Times is hard to swallow In search of God's
tomorrow I borrow words from the Bible and use them for survival gangs rival Signs painted on walls like hieroglyphics I
tell 'em that this is all tribal Used to do dirt shorty's goin' through the same cycle And trials like Michael tryin'
not to stay idle
[Ryu:] Back home it's not Compton but close The same problems exist and the pain throbbin' And
folks are so common It don't really bother us much we just swallow it uh Crack the bottle and smoke hope tomorrow
something Magical happens that'll put me back in the biz But the chances of it actually happening's kinda slim Back
home we get the good life at a glimpse In the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps I'm back home
[Tak:] Back
home I try my best to keep it together it's cold Like the Windy City streets of December I pace back and forth looking
for the courage to shine But can't tap the source need something to nourish my mind I know we all lose quite a bit
in life Only to gain some Life of the dark winding roads we came from But I move with the night so I'm used to
the shade And never lose sight bringing truth back to the game
[Mike:] Back home we've got a lot
of shit on our minds We're always behind on something cause there's not enough time And we're non-stop bottom line doing
what we gotta do to get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hosptial Back home there's people calling us hopeless People
trying to tell us all we need is some focus But focus Focus is overrated Cause you see every blemish and mistake
and can't change it Back home is Alvarado K-Town and J-Town Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know Where figures
shiver living right inside the LA river On the concrete a symbol of our everyday way Its that color and concentration
over the heavy and grey And by the time the ink dries on this page I'll be half a day away from the place where I stay
(The rest of the lyrics to the Original album continue in the next column. Below are the Bonus Tracks on the
Special Edition of "The Rising Tied".)
BONUS TRACKS:
"Be Somebody"
Green Lantern [echo] Uh MS Lupe Ya know,
I'm a fan man, I'm a real fan (Gonna be somebody) Feel real honored to be up in here, ya know I'm sayin (Gonna be
someone) They had to bring out the expensive mics for this one (Gonna be somebody) Ya know I'm sayin the seven thousand
dolla headphones for this one here Yeah, ya know I'm sayin (Gonna be someone) Comeon, talk to em
[Mike
Shinoda] This is the story of them against us Win or lose Forcin your feet into someone else's shoes Everybody's
got somein to say That we oughta live their way What were doin's not okay In this world Everybody's got a chip
on Both sides of their neck Got no respect Wait up a sec You ever feel like the pressure's too much too take Too
much weight Ladies, and, Gentlemen If anybody can hear me right now Please shout back Were not the only ones feelin
so trapped In a dream of somebody else In fact They got their heads full of some overblown scheme Opportunity
they missed Back when they were sixteen And all they want to do is push you to be that And all you wanna do is scream
back
[Chorus] Gonna be somebody For anybody tellin me I can't Gonna be someone For anyone who told
me I had no chance Gonna be somebody I'm tellin you the time has come (Like that) Gonna be someone And maybe you'll
get it when I'm finally done
[Mike Shinoda] We don't sleep to dream We sleep to build stamina Energy
to do our thing Get your camera Cuz this ride is about to begin Sit down, and buckle it in Let me say it again In
this world Everybody's got a chip on Both sides of their neck Got no respect Wait up a sec When I was young They
said the odds of makin it Were slim, to none Ladies, and, fuck it I'm tired of them sayin the dream you have Doesn't
exist Tellin you you're worthless Sayin you should quit Basically tellin' you That you'll never be shit Really
they're pissed Cuz they'll never achieve Some opportunity they missed Back when they were sixteen And all they
want to do is push you to be that And all you wanna do is scream back
[Lupe Fiasco] Uh They gone think
you're crazy Mumblin' to yourself In the basement all day Uh-uh-uhin to ya self My pops didn't dig it Was shovelin
to myself My boys used to get it They dug it because they felt My undertakin took me I was makin in my stealth For
wealth of rhymes, of crazy I was chuckin to myself Then they went into the mental rolodex See I'm knowin bout heart Like
a brain in my chest And I took up a school Where subjects was gettin felt Books under my seat No book layin on
my desk My teacher's like, Mr. Jacob Yes? With all that knowledge You aint tryin to go to college Be a lawyer
or a doctor Get a whole lotta dollas Rather degrade women And glorify violence Well the work that works for me Might
not work for you No homework, I got work to do
[Chorus] Gonna be somebody For anybody tellin me I can't Gonna
be someone For anyone who told me I had no chance Gonna be somebody I'm tellin you the time has come (Like that) Gonna
be someone And maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done
(Im finally done)
This is an invasion Fort Minor The
Rising Tied In stores November twenty two
"There They Go"
[Mike:] One time for my Machine Shop crew and then
its Two times S.O.B and LP too and then it's Three times It's Mike and Six on the track and then Four Times when
we come in through the back they're sayin
[Chorus:] Oh no close the door Shut the lights and start to
the show Better let everybody know Get on the mic and there they go
[Mike:] Armed and dangerous bitch Ya'll
cant really hang with us in this Everyone's so afarid of us/ shit Makes me wanna hang it up and quit Forget aboit
all the things you heard before 'Bout time that we're kicking down your door Everybody's gonna hit the fucking floor Like
" please Mike dont hurt me anymore" I dont gotta have a secret lie or an alibi everybody knows why I'm here I'd just
as soon crazk a bottle As crack you over the head with a bottle a bear So just listen up there powder puff Better
believe that I'm not playing You can love it you can hate But dont mistake it everboy's saying
[Chorus]
What
you really wanna do is this Just make believe thati dont exist But you wont cause everytime you go to sip I talk
right over you just like this It's annoying just for you You can scream all day 'til your face is blue Im gettin
in your head and you know it too And thats just me you dont know my crew My man Sixx John understand though The way
that he flows you can call him Rambo Never miss a shot never run out of ammo Coming with heat like a goddamn commando And
in S.O.B Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully, Cheapshot Now you see Fuck with me?, nah , Sixx
[Sixx John:] Uh oh
whatere you yell when you see that door colse Imma bail through the back (fo sho) Straight to the bar so i can act (a
fool) I figure you guys would get a little surprised Youy eyes wide when its me and Mike Shinod Im just plain old
Sixx John from the Nam- District This is not supposed I still talk with awkaward speech Im like a dog that's off
his leash Step out with a Fort Minor patch on a black tee Niggas scared to walk these streets I aint trippin homie
talk is cheap Accapella or we can bark on a beat And if that aint enough action i got Seventeen pages in the little
magazine i keep
[Mike:] We got this place rockin' beat knockin non stopping If ya'll are with it let me
hear it now (yeah) yo
One time for my Machine shop crew and then its Two times S.O.B and LP too and then its Three
times Its Mike and Sixx on the track and Four times we do it like that
"The Hard Way"
Come with me Let me walk in through the world that I currently
stay in You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken You can even talk to everybody that I live with Maybe
you could tell me why everybody’s so distant Is it me or maybe, when I look around daily I don’t even know
the people I can put my trust in lately People that I used to hang with now their actin’ to different I’m
still the same person why doesn’t anybody listen Can somebody please just explain to me What happened to the way
that we always said we’d be Right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through And I’m losin’
hope
[chorus] Deafening voices That frequency inside my head that says I’m going at it the hard
way I focus Get everything inside out of my brain that claims I’m going at it the hard way
Come with me Let
me walk in through the world that I currently live in Not a thing is forgotten, not a thing is forgiven Nobody can hold
their own underneath the weight but Nobody can take the blame for their own mistakes so What do you do when somebody
lets you down And you wanna say something but you can’t cause their not around Inside you think they know the
extent of the pain But they won’t even admit that they were the one to blame Can somebody please just explain
to me What happened to the way that we always said we’d be Cause right now I dunno why I push through the pain
that I got through And I’m losin’ hope
[chorus]
Voices in my head
Can somebody
please just explain to me What happened to the way that we always said we’d be Right now I dunno why I push through
the pain that I got through And I’m losin’ hope, give me one reason not to
[chorus]
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"Cigarettes"
Man I love this rap game Mainly cuz its cool To add a
little spice to the life you've been through Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit To make that shit sound more gangster
than it really is You cant appear weak man We wanna hear street Wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat Dont
take it as sarcastic I can't get enough Im telling you You can call my bluff If it's not rough, then I really
don't need it I'm not even ashamed I got too much reality thats filling up my brain so sell me on that chronic, I'm
addicted to the game Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Once
in awhile but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled I dont want the truth, I wanna feel
fucking cool
Let me tell you something that I realized tonight My hip hop radio is like marlboro lights They're
both selling stories and they sound about the same Cigarettes say their safe, wrappers claim they really bang We dont
care if it's true when we lay the money down We don't believe the words, we just love the way they sound They're acting
like we're idiots, They're lying to our face Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway
I'm runnin out to get the next
rapper's CD Just suckin up the guns, drugs, and misogyny The same way that I suck up all the stories When I breathe
that little bit of death supposedly cancer-free and Everything they say's got the truth twisted up But twisted up's
what I want man, I can't get enough Cuz even though we know it's all just a big bluff We just light another up, what We
don't give a fuck
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Once in awhile but between me and you Its
just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Its just like a cigarette,
its something that I do Over and over but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled I
dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Listen to the words, Listen for awhile Lip Service radio, dont touch
the dial If you're in the car Turn up the track man Give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap
Matter
of fact Listen to the words, Listen for awhile Lip Service radio, dont touch the dial If you're in the car Turn
up the track man Give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap
Its just like a cigarette, its something that
I do Once in awhile but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled I dont want the truth,
I wanna feel fucking cool
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Over and over but between me and you Its
just like a cigarette Nobody's really fooled I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
"Believe Me"
[chorus] I guess That this is where we've come to If
you don't want to Then you don't have to believe me But I won't be there when you go down Just so you know now You're
on your own now believe me
I don't want to be the one to blame You like fun and games Keep playing em I'm
just sayin Think back then We was like one and the same On the right track But I was on the wrong train Just
like that Now you've got a face to pain And the devil's got a fresh new place to play In your brain like a maze you
can never escape the rain Every damn day is the same shade of grey
Hey I used have a little bit of a plan Used
to Have a concept of where I stand But that concept slipped right out of my hands Now I don't really even know who
I am Yo, what do I have to say Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free What ever happens to you, we'll
see But it's not gonna happen to me
[chorus] I guess That this is where we've come to If you don't
want to Then you don't have to believe me But I won't be there when you go down Just so you know now You're on
your own now believe me
Back then, I thought you were just like me Somebody who could see all the pain I see But
you proved to me unintentionally That you would self-destruct eventually Now I'm thinking like the mistake I made doesn't
hurt But it's not gonna work Cause it's really much worse than I thought I wished you were something that you were
not And now this guilt is really all that I got
You turned your back And walked away in shame All you got
is a memory of pain Nothing makes sense so you stare at the ground I hear your voice in my head when no one's around What
do I have to say Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free What ever happens to you, we'll see But it's not
gonna happen to me
[chorus] I guess That this is where we've come to If you don't want to Then
you don't have to believe me But I won't be there when you go down Just so you know now You're on your own now believe
me
[bridge]
[chorus] I guess That this is where we've come to If you don't want to Then
you don't have to believe me But I won't be there when you go down Just so you know now You're on your own now believe
me
Do what i have to do You're on your own now believe me
What ever happens to you You're on your own
now believe me
What do I have to say You're on your own now believe me
It's not gonna happen to me You're
on your own now believe me
"Get Me Gone"
The dude, he said that, like, when we were making the first Linkin
Park record He was like, "Yeah you know, I don't know about the rapping like, I don't know... maybe you should just
be a rock band." You know what I mean, like, trying to change us like they signed us as an act like what we sound like
and then he's like "Oh I don't know maybe you should just play keyboard"
Before the first song that you heard me
on There were people already tryin' to get me gone Tellin' me to quit rapping "Just play the keys" That my band
had a singer They didn't need me But my band had my back So we did the tracks Put out the album and the talk went
flat It was funny at first but then the humour faded When some magazines printed that our label made us We were to
be good to be true Some were saying ghost writers were writin' all that we do So we had to disprove it We spelled
it out to the detail how we do it when we're making this music After that I made it a rule I only do e-mail responses
to print interviews Because these people love to put a twist to your words To infer that you said something fucking
absurd
Oh, did I lose you at infer? Not used to hearing a verse that uses over first grade vocabulary words? People
used to infer that we were manufactured Now I've got the interviews on file Which people said what Which number to
dial So now every enemy screaming insanity All they're ever gonna be's another big fan of me Bitch
"High Road"
Lets go ya'll
These people are running off at the mouth Tryin
to convince me that I'm running on empty Tryin to convince themselves that the record with Jay was a fluke That the
record that I'm makin is a mistake and I cant take this Lemme tell you where I'm at with this You bastards are gonna
have to take back that shit I'm not plastic and fake When I make tracks I take facts and lay them out for the masses You
assholes are gonna see soon that I'm not playin Start askin me the names that I'm not sayin But I'm tryin to be bigger
than the bickerin bigger than the petty name callin under the breath talkin rumors and labels and categorization I'm
like a struggling doctor, No patients But you can say what you want about me keep talkin while I'm walkin away
You
can say what you have to say cuz my mind's made up anyway I'm taking the high road going above you this is the last
time that I'm gonna trust you You can say what you have to say cuz my mind's made up anyway all that bullshit you
talk might work a lot but it's not gonna work today
You people are running off at the mouth Tryin to make me
take myself off safety Tryin to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built buildin up some mistaken information and
I cant take this lemme spell it out plain for you angry groups complain about the things we do im not changing direction,
I'm stepping my game up Maintainin my name, the same way I came up You're gonna see that I'm not playin start asking
the names that I'm not sayin but im tryin not to mention the names of people who wanna sight and attention You like
the hype but pretendin you're part of the picture wont pass You're like a high school dropout, no class You can say
what you want about me keep talkin while i'm walkin away bitch
You can say what you have to say cuz my mind's
made up anyway I'm taking the high road going above you this is the last time that I'm gonna trust you You can say
what you have to say cuz my mind's made up anyway all that bullshit you talk might work a lot but it's not gonna
work today
Why does it always have to be Somebody's always watching me All I really need is some room to breathe Is
anybody out there listening? Cuz I cant stand to keep this in All I really want, I'll say it again
You can say
what you have to say cuz my mind's made up anyway I'm taking the high road going above you this is the last time
that I'm gonna trust you You can say what you have to say cuz my mind's made up anyway all that bullshit you talk
might work a lot but it's not gonna work today
"Kenji"
My father came from Japan in 1905 He was 15 when he immigrated from
Japan He, he... he worked until he was able to buy this patch And build a store
Let me tell you the story in
the form of a dream, I don't know why I have to tell it but I know what it means, Close your eyes, just picture the
scene, As I paint it for you, it was World War II, When this man named Kenji woke up, Ken was not a soldier, He
was just a man with a family who owned a store in LA, That day, he crawled out of bed like he always did, Bacon and
eggs with wife and kids, He lived on the second floor of a little store he ran, He moved to LA from Japan, They called
him 'Immigrant,' In Japanese, he'd say he was called "Esay," That meant 'First Generation In The United States,' When
everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid of the Japs, But most of all afraid of a homeland attack, And that morning
when Ken went out on the doormat, His world went black 'cause, Right there; front page news, Three weeks before 1942, "Pearl
Harbour's Been Bombed And The Japs Are Comin'," Pictures of soldiers dyin' and runnin', Ken knew what it would lead
to, Just like he guessed, the President said, "The evil Japanese in our home country will be locked away," They gave
Ken, a couple of days, To get his whole life packed in two bags, Just two bags, couldn't even pack his clothes, Some
folks didn't even have a suitcase, to pack anything in, So two trash bags was all they gave them, When the kids asked
mum "Where are we goin'?" Nobody even knew what to say to them, Ken didn't wanna lie, he said "The US is lookin' for
spies, So we have to live in a place called Mandinar, Where a lot of Japanese people are," Stop it don't look at
the gunmen, You don't wanna get the soldiers wonderin', If you gonna run or not, 'Cause if you run then you might
get shot, Other than that try not to think about it, Try not to worry 'bout it; bein' so crowded, Someday we'll get
out, someday, someday.
As soon as war broke out The G.I came and they just come to the house and "You have to
come" "All the Japanese have to go" They took Mr. Lee People didn't understand Why did they have to take him? Because
he's an innocent (neighbour/labourer?)
So now they're in a town with soldiers surroundin' them, Every day, every
night look down at them, From watch towers up on the wall, Ken couldn't really hate them at all; They were just doin'
their job and, He wasn't gonna make any problems, He had a little garden with vegetables and fruits that, He gave
to the troops in a basket his wife made, But in the back of his mind, he wanted his families life saved, Prisoners of
war in their own damn country, What for? Time passed in the prison town, He wanted them to live it down when they
were free, The only way out was joinin' the army, And supposedly, some men went out for the army, signed on, And
ended up flyin' to Japan with a bomb, That 15 kilotonne blast, put an end to the war pretty fast, Two cities were blown
to bits; the end of the war came quick, Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and his wife, But, when
they got back to their home, What they saw made them feel so alone, These people had trashed every room, Smashed
in the windows and bashed in the doors, Written on the walls and the floor, "Japs not welcome anymore." And Kenji
dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside, He, looked at his wife without words to say, She looked
back at him wiped the tears away, And, said "Someday we'll be okay, someday," Now the names have been changed, but the
story's true, My family was locked up back in '42, My family was there it was dark and damp, And they called it an
internment camp
When we first got back from camp... uhh It was... pretty... pretty bad
I, I remember my husband
said "Are we gonna stay 'til last?" Then my husband died before they close the camp.
"Red To Black"
I had a friend named Victor The two of us used to hang every
single day And it seemed like overnight That his whole life just changed I know when his mom and dad broke up It
didn't make sense But i know that his dad was a drunk And he gambled away the rent
Pretty soon Vic was seeing
red Pissed off and instead Hed drink every night until he passed out And then hed do it all again The whole time
spelling on the outside To cover the pain But on the inside All he was trying to do was get away
Trying to
get away Let the pain of yesterday Go slipping through the cracks
Yo, Funny how things change color Than fade
to another shade When you had it made it was all good But now look just another day It was so fresh It was so
clean Never saw it gone One, two, three Lights out, which way to turn Can't get a grip All alone in a big white
house Every day gets worse And you just curse until your head bursts And it hurts so bad she left You think to
yourself I shoulda thought of that one first No family, no kids Cant accept what you did Now you wanna run away But
you can't Cause the past comes back again
Slippin through the cracks Have a little shack Go to bed half dead What
about rent Why does every cent gotta be a bet Whens it gonna end Oh my god we dont got a penny left My moms gotta
find a way To get a job, out of debt, out of dodge Out of breath, out of this big problem My pops wanna get away
from the pain In a better place in his brain But the medication he takes Makes him wasted So sick if hes gonna
faint The good lord would come take him Im shaking now wake up You son of a bitch!
He's dying to get away Let
the pain of yesterday Go slipping through the cracks Hiding himself away Watching all the memories fade away From
red to black
He's dying to get away Let the pain of yesterday Go slipping through the cracks Hiding himself
away Watching all the memories fade away From red to black
"The Battle"
These
hungry rappers battle for a buck and some change There really be kids starving Give a fuck if it change Shock rap Not
that You get signed you might blow up Release Party In Iraq. You might blow up I see you trying to think a few
lines you might get at me with Slap happy with babies who’re born with crack in they cribs Too much to cram under
you oversized titled And the public system failed you Either you ignore it or...
"Slip Out The Back"
You know me, I used to get caught up in everyday life Tried
to make it through my day so i could sleep at night Tried to figure out my way through the maze Of rights and wrongs,
but like you used to say Nothing feels like it's really worth it Forget perfect, i'm trying not to be worthless Since
i last saw you i been lookin for a purpose Well i met this kid who thought like i did He had a weird way of lookin at
it This is what he said
Slip out the back before they know you were there And at the worst you'll see nobody
cares Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down Even heroes know when to be scared Slip out the back before
they know you were there And at the worst you'll see nobody cares Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down Even
heroes know when to be scared
I dont remember where i met him or remember his name But he walked funny like he was
too big for his frame Just over five foot but he weighed a buck fifty And what he said just seemed so right it stuck
with me Listen its like poker you can play your best But you got to know when to fold your cards and take a rest And
know when to hold your cards and hold your breath And hope that nobody else is stacking the deck because I dont need
to tell you that life isnt fair, it doesnt care It arbitrarily cuts off your air, and like you i want someone to say its
okay But in the truest parts of our hearts everybody's afraid But just underappreciated and overwhelmed Fighting
so hard to hide our fear that were scaring ourselves You understand when im saying that you always did But its different
in the words of a cowardly kid
Slip out the back before they know you were there And at the worst you'll see nobody
cares Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down Even heroes know when to be scared Slip out the back before
they know you were there And at the worst you'll see nobody cares Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down Even
heroes know when to be scared
Im no hero, you remember how i was, you know All i ever did was worry, feeling out
of control To the point where everything was going end over end Im spinning around in circles again This is where
you come in All of this to explain to you why I had to separate myself away from yesterday's life Please remember
this isn't how i hoped it would be But i had to protect you from me Thats why i slipped out the back before you knew
i was there I know you felt unprepared But every single time i was around i just bring you down And i could tell
that it was time to be scared Thats why i slipped out the back before you knew i was there And i know the way i left
wasnt fair I didnt want to be around just to bring you down Im not a hero but dont think i didnt care

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Metal-is: "With all the metal that you wear about your person, do you have problems when
you go through airports?" Mike: "You have no idea! Brad's pants are down around his ankles, 'cause his
pants are too big and his belt's all made of metal, Chester has to take off 50 things it's a joke! And the best thing is,
he's obsessive compulsive. Tell her about how you arrange your bracelets when you take them off!" Chester:
"No." Mike: "I'll tell her about it! Chester takes off his bracelets when he's going through the metal
detector at the airport and he has this bag with those of those handles that pulls up, so there's a long hanger and he arranges
them on that. He takes them off in the same order every time and puts them in the same places and arranges them perfectly."
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