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Fort Minor - Be Somebody (Bonus Track)

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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:23

Fort Minor - Cover and Duck

Gentlemen and ladies
Please put down your expensive champange
It′s about to get ugly in here
Let′s go! [Set it off motherfuckers!]
My name is Mike Shinoda
And with some help
From my man Celph Titled [You goddamned right!]
I would like to introduce to you from Styles of Beyond: Takbir!

Yo, I′m here, put a sock in your mouth, you now rockin′ with Styles
That′s how we knockin ′em down, no other option around
Cause I′m just cockin′ a plow, me and my popular pals
Don′t make me hop in the crowd, stop joking about
We taking over and stomping all of your sports spiders
Cover and duck, a machine straight out of Fort Minor
Roll with a pack of fifty so when they get they shifty
I put a stamp on it and slap ′em with a flask of whiskey
You got your hopes a blazin′, buzzin′ with no sedation
I got a (gun cocks) and a party cap for both occasions
With something terrible seeping into your stadium
Never perform solo, I′m freakin′ sick in the cranium
Packin′ a man, yeah, the ruler gets back
Quick to crackin′ ya shins with aluminum bats
Got the place going bananas and they pumpin they fists
I′m telling my grim in Los Angeles to jump in the pit
What the fuck are you doing, man? You spilled my Cristal all over me

So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we′re tearing the track up
We′re at it again, we′re ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you′re rocking with us
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this

From the start ′til the end, night until the dawn
It′s that fight music cause right when it comes on
You just lose control of your elbows and fists
Fuckin′ other disregard for your body in the pit
People are swinging limbs, swinging bottles and chairs
Throwin′ lime, backin′ motherfuckers up in the air
So back up, we got you wearing that Fight Club glare
Steady, tearing down the club cause you just don′t care
It′s the realest way to feel it when the speakers pop poppin′
You with it if you get it when that beat starts knockin′
And we kill it when get up on that mic, start rockin′
And you feel it when you hear it cause we′re on nonstoppin′
So ask a buddy or a friend if they know, no
We do it daily, never maybe, every show, show
Ya′ll want to get down? I′m ready to roll
Right now, y′all ready? let′s get it, let′s go!

So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we′re tearing the track up
We′re at it again, we′re ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you′re rocking with us
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this

Ryu!

Yo, so now they notice me rockin′ over Shinoda beats
Makin′ a crack like the extract in cocoa leaves
Hopefully labels love it, if not then fuck ′em
I′m cutting to break cables, ain′t stoppin′ at nothing
My hype is coming, murder for the price of a muffin
You think twice with a steak knife stuck in your stomach
I′m like "Who ever wanted whistle? I′ll let you bring a pistol"
I′ll put a verse on both wings like a stinger missile
Provoking people to bring it, I keep the weapons stable
I′ll blow a fucking hole through like a western bagel
Yeah, I talk tough and I rap ignorant too
Sick of me kicking knowledge, getting crap on my shoes
I′m off my rocker, a psycho stalker
The girl called me David Beckem, she thought I was going to sock her
Nah, I′m the one to get it crackin′, the plan works
Before I rock a show you gotta fax in the fans first
Ready? Let′s go!

So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we′re tearing the track up
We′re at it again, we′re ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you′re rocking with us
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this

Come on, Celph Titled!

If it ain′t raw, it ain′t right, so get it right
We at it again, now to act up and start a fight
So cover and duck cause we runnin′ a muck
No, cover and duck cause we about to erupt
Throw your motherfuckin′ hands to the sky, sky
And make a fist if you want to get live, live
Throw your motherfuckin′ hands to the sky, sky
And make a fist if you want to get live, live

Come on y′all! Yeah!
You like that shit?

We had to get real Godzilla on ′em this time
Talkin′ Ryu, S.O.B., Celph Titled
M. Shinoda the Cobra Holder, Demigodz
That′s how my crew do, shut the fuck up when Fort Minor′s talking!

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:22

Fort Minor - Back Home

Back home
Everybodys 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 the lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for you 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
The 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
Im attached to it
In many ways this 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/ gang rivals
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

Back home
Everybodys 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 the lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for you own
′Cause ain′t a damn thing free
Back home

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 its cold
Like the Windy City streets of December
I pace back and forth/ looking for the courage to shine
But cant trap the source/ need somethng to nourish my mind
Only to gain some
Life or 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 the hospital
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 in the litter
Where kids write bigger/ right inside the LA river
On the concrete/ a symbol of our everydat way
Its that color and concentration over heavy and prey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I′ll be half a day away from the place where I stay

Back home
Everybodys 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 the lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for you own
′Cause ain′t a damn thing free
Back home

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:22

Fort Minor - The Hard Way

Come with me
Let me walk you through the world that I currently stay in
You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken
You can meet and talk to everybody that I live with
Maybe you can 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 they′re actin’ too 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 you 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 they′re 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 (voices) in my head (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]

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:21

Fort Minor - 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 "Issei,"
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 Manzanar,
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 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 kiloton 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.

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:21

Fort Minor - 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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:20

Fort Minor - Cigarettes

Fort Minor - Cigarettes Lyrics

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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:20

Fort Minor - 100 Degrees

Mike:
Yo, you ready do this? Ok
Come on! Let′s go!

Green Lantern:
This is an invasion
Evil genius Green Lantern
Mike Shinoda

Mike:
Ladies and gentlemen
I would like to welcome you to a Fort Minor event
The countdown has begun
The Rising Tied is almost here
But for now...

Green Lantern:
Come on, Mike!

Mike:
Yo, let′s get it going in front of every man, anybody
You gotta be ready, it′s heavy when we get it rowdy
We won′t apologize or even think of saying sorry
This is the way we rock steady over everybody
You probably shocked, probably ready to stop this already
You probably can′t hang with the way we attack it so steady
We let it rock the Rover, bang the Benz, shake the Chevy
′Til everybody feels it in the chest, say it with me

This is the time so just follow me
It′s already heated to 100 degrees so
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Wait a second, you know the program, this is not a slow jam
This is not a love song, unless you love tearing shit down
Take a look around, you′re not running this
The bluff in your nothing will hit you like a ton of bricks
Hit you together with pressure you can never stand
The softest leather just a featherweight, never man
We′re not your competitors setting you straight
You never compete, forget it, it′s already too late, go!

This is the time so just follow me
It′s already heated to 100 degrees so
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Yo, if you don′t see, I′m a make you see this
If you don′t roll, I′m a make you believe it
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Shh, give me a second, I′m collecting my thoughts
And setting plots, all right y′all ready or not?!
I′ve listened and watched and waited for an opening spot
And now that I got it, nobody can pay me to stop
I′m sick of that same thing I′ve been forced to hear
Over and over again, let me make this clear
If anybody pretends that we′re nothing to fear
I solemnly swear it′s over, you can tell ′em we′re here

This is the time so just follow me
It′s already heated to 100 degrees so
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Yo, if you don′t see, I′m a make you see this
If you don′t roll, I′m a make you believe it
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Everybody owes, everybody pays
Because...

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:20

Fort Minor - In Stereo

This is how it goes
Welcome one and all to the show
We′re wired up/fired up/and 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 this music before all 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 so mistaking
San Andreas the block
Get this place earthquaking like

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
You wanna trip/you can get your homie′s chin slapped
So zip your lip back/listen and watch
We got the whoel block rockin′ off the way the beat knocks
You don′t have to warn 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 block
Get this place 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 ya′ll/burn that system out

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:19

Fort Minor - Believe Me

Yeah!

[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 saying
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 and
What ever happens to you, we′ll see
But it′s not gonna happen with 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
And hear my voice in ya head when no one else′s around
What do I have to say
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free and
What ever happens to you, we′ll see
But it′s not gonna happen with 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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:19

Fort Minor - 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!

Yeah
How you goin
My name is mike.
I
I
I like what i do
I do what i like
I could quit and get it back like i
Like stop...
...get it back.

We got that balance keeping us on track
That ya get what
You stare like you don
But you do it though i know

You really must be so lonely
Puffed up, lookin
You and your boys, you don
You really wanna [show] me? show me, homie.

Lets get it over with for good
I got a friction addiction i wish you would
Machine shop rockin
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
It must be the beat so heavy
Coz i panic attack like a crack in the levy

Give you that [... or plant]
Dancing days are back
Feeling all in the track in fact
For those knowing the name
Of back with a brand new attack
Who can do it like that?

You really must be so lonely
Puffed up, lookin
You and your boys, you don
You really wanna [show] me? show me, homie.

Tough talk doesn
[you know for yourself you know when we
Its machine shop rockin
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!

[letras aleatórias] 2x

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!

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Stop...stop...stop...stop...stop...

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:19

Fort Minor - 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 Shinoda ]
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!

[ Takbir ]
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 ′cause 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

[ Ryu ]
It′s just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would′ve thought that he′d be the one that set the west in flames
Then 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 givin him guest spots
His stock′s through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!

[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!

[ Ryu ]
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 nihilist 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

[ Takbir ]
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 do give a hundred percent

[ Mike Shinoda ]
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]
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!

[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:50:18

Fort Minor - Be Somebody (Bonus Track)

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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:49:02

Fort Minor - Cover and Duck

Gentlemen and ladies
Please put down your expensive champange
It′s about to get ugly in here
Let′s go! [Set it off motherfuckers!]
My name is Mike Shinoda
And with some help
From my man Celph Titled [You goddamned right!]
I would like to introduce to you from Styles of Beyond: Takbir!

Yo, I′m here, put a sock in your mouth, you now rockin′ with Styles
That′s how we knockin ′em down, no other option around
Cause I′m just cockin′ a plow, me and my popular pals
Don′t make me hop in the crowd, stop joking about
We taking over and stomping all of your sports spiders
Cover and duck, a machine straight out of Fort Minor
Roll with a pack of fifty so when they get they shifty
I put a stamp on it and slap ′em with a flask of whiskey
You got your hopes a blazin′, buzzin′ with no sedation
I got a (gun cocks) and a party cap for both occasions
With something terrible seeping into your stadium
Never perform solo, I′m freakin′ sick in the cranium
Packin′ a man, yeah, the ruler gets back
Quick to crackin′ ya shins with aluminum bats
Got the place going bananas and they pumpin they fists
I′m telling my grim in Los Angeles to jump in the pit
What the fuck are you doing, man? You spilled my Cristal all over me

So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we′re tearing the track up
We′re at it again, we′re ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you′re rocking with us
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this

From the start ′til the end, night until the dawn
It′s that fight music cause right when it comes on
You just lose control of your elbows and fists
Fuckin′ other disregard for your body in the pit
People are swinging limbs, swinging bottles and chairs
Throwin′ lime, backin′ motherfuckers up in the air
So back up, we got you wearing that Fight Club glare
Steady, tearing down the club cause you just don′t care
It′s the realest way to feel it when the speakers pop poppin′
You with it if you get it when that beat starts knockin′
And we kill it when get up on that mic, start rockin′
And you feel it when you hear it cause we′re on nonstoppin′
So ask a buddy or a friend if they know, no
We do it daily, never maybe, every show, show
Ya′ll want to get down? I′m ready to roll
Right now, y′all ready? let′s get it, let′s go!

So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we′re tearing the track up
We′re at it again, we′re ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you′re rocking with us
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this

Ryu!

Yo, so now they notice me rockin′ over Shinoda beats
Makin′ a crack like the extract in cocoa leaves
Hopefully labels love it, if not then fuck ′em
I′m cutting to break cables, ain′t stoppin′ at nothing
My hype is coming, murder for the price of a muffin
You think twice with a steak knife stuck in your stomach
I′m like "Who ever wanted whistle? I′ll let you bring a pistol"
I′ll put a verse on both wings like a stinger missile
Provoking people to bring it, I keep the weapons stable
I′ll blow a fucking hole through like a western bagel
Yeah, I talk tough and I rap ignorant too
Sick of me kicking knowledge, getting crap on my shoes
I′m off my rocker, a psycho stalker
The girl called me David Beckem, she thought I was going to sock her
Nah, I′m the one to get it crackin′, the plan works
Before I rock a show you gotta fax in the fans first
Ready? Let′s go!

So buff, so rugged, so rough
Like a runaway train we′re tearing the track up
We′re at it again, we′re ready to act up
So cover and duck, show us you′re rocking with us
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this
Let′s see a fist if you′re rocking with this
Let me see your fist if you′re rocking with this

Come on, Celph Titled!

If it ain′t raw, it ain′t right, so get it right
We at it again, now to act up and start a fight
So cover and duck cause we runnin′ a muck
No, cover and duck cause we about to erupt
Throw your motherfuckin′ hands to the sky, sky
And make a fist if you want to get live, live
Throw your motherfuckin′ hands to the sky, sky
And make a fist if you want to get live, live

Come on y′all! Yeah!
You like that shit?

We had to get real Godzilla on ′em this time
Talkin′ Ryu, S.O.B., Celph Titled
M. Shinoda the Cobra Holder, Demigodz
That′s how my crew do, shut the fuck up when Fort Minor′s talking!

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:49:01

Fort Minor - Back Home

Back home
Everybodys 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 the lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for you 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
The 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
Im attached to it
In many ways this 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/ gang rivals
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

Back home
Everybodys 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 the lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for you own
′Cause ain′t a damn thing free
Back home

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 its cold
Like the Windy City streets of December
I pace back and forth/ looking for the courage to shine
But cant trap the source/ need somethng to nourish my mind
Only to gain some
Life or 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 the hospital
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 in the litter
Where kids write bigger/ right inside the LA river
On the concrete/ a symbol of our everydat way
Its that color and concentration over heavy and prey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I′ll be half a day away from the place where I stay

Back home
Everybodys 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 the lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for you own
′Cause ain′t a damn thing free
Back home

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:59

Fort Minor - The Hard Way

Come with me
Let me walk you through the world that I currently stay in
You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken
You can meet and talk to everybody that I live with
Maybe you can 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 they′re actin’ too 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 you 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 they′re 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 (voices) in my head (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]

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:58

Fort Minor - 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 "Issei,"
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 Manzanar,
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 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 kiloton 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.

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:58

Fort Minor - 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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:56

Fort Minor - Cigarettes

Fort Minor - Cigarettes Lyrics

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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:56

Fort Minor - 100 Degrees

Mike:
Yo, you ready do this? Ok
Come on! Let′s go!

Green Lantern:
This is an invasion
Evil genius Green Lantern
Mike Shinoda

Mike:
Ladies and gentlemen
I would like to welcome you to a Fort Minor event
The countdown has begun
The Rising Tied is almost here
But for now...

Green Lantern:
Come on, Mike!

Mike:
Yo, let′s get it going in front of every man, anybody
You gotta be ready, it′s heavy when we get it rowdy
We won′t apologize or even think of saying sorry
This is the way we rock steady over everybody
You probably shocked, probably ready to stop this already
You probably can′t hang with the way we attack it so steady
We let it rock the Rover, bang the Benz, shake the Chevy
′Til everybody feels it in the chest, say it with me

This is the time so just follow me
It′s already heated to 100 degrees so
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Wait a second, you know the program, this is not a slow jam
This is not a love song, unless you love tearing shit down
Take a look around, you′re not running this
The bluff in your nothing will hit you like a ton of bricks
Hit you together with pressure you can never stand
The softest leather just a featherweight, never man
We′re not your competitors setting you straight
You never compete, forget it, it′s already too late, go!

This is the time so just follow me
It′s already heated to 100 degrees so
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Yo, if you don′t see, I′m a make you see this
If you don′t roll, I′m a make you believe it
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Shh, give me a second, I′m collecting my thoughts
And setting plots, all right y′all ready or not?!
I′ve listened and watched and waited for an opening spot
And now that I got it, nobody can pay me to stop
I′m sick of that same thing I′ve been forced to hear
Over and over again, let me make this clear
If anybody pretends that we′re nothing to fear
I solemnly swear it′s over, you can tell ′em we′re here

This is the time so just follow me
It′s already heated to 100 degrees so
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Yo, if you don′t see, I′m a make you see this
If you don′t roll, I′m a make you believe it
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up

Everybody owes, everybody pays
Because...

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:54

Fort Minor - In Stereo

This is how it goes
Welcome one and all to the show
We′re wired up/fired up/and 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 this music before all 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 so mistaking
San Andreas the block
Get this place earthquaking like

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
You wanna trip/you can get your homie′s chin slapped
So zip your lip back/listen and watch
We got the whoel block rockin′ off the way the beat knocks
You don′t have to warn 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 block
Get this place 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 ya′ll/burn that system out

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:52

Fort Minor - Believe Me

Yeah!

[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 saying
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 and
What ever happens to you, we′ll see
But it′s not gonna happen with 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
And hear my voice in ya head when no one else′s around
What do I have to say
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free and
What ever happens to you, we′ll see
But it′s not gonna happen with 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

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:51

Fort Minor - 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!

Yeah
How you goin
My name is mike.
I
I
I like what i do
I do what i like
I could quit and get it back like i
Like stop...
...get it back.

We got that balance keeping us on track
That ya get what
You stare like you don
But you do it though i know

You really must be so lonely
Puffed up, lookin
You and your boys, you don
You really wanna [show] me? show me, homie.

Lets get it over with for good
I got a friction addiction i wish you would
Machine shop rockin
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
It must be the beat so heavy
Coz i panic attack like a crack in the levy

Give you that [... or plant]
Dancing days are back
Feeling all in the track in fact
For those knowing the name
Of back with a brand new attack
Who can do it like that?

You really must be so lonely
Puffed up, lookin
You and your boys, you don
You really wanna [show] me? show me, homie.

Tough talk doesn
[you know for yourself you know when we
Its machine shop rockin
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!

[letras aleatórias] 2x

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!

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Like stop...
...get it back.
We got that balance keeping us on track

Stop...stop...stop...stop...stop...

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:49

Fort Minor - 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 Shinoda ]
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!

[ Takbir ]
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 ′cause 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

[ Ryu ]
It′s just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would′ve thought that he′d be the one that set the west in flames
Then 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 givin him guest spots
His stock′s through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!

[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!

[ Ryu ]
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 nihilist 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

[ Takbir ]
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 do give a hundred percent

[ Mike Shinoda ]
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]
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!

[Outro - Mike Shinoda]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!

Дата написания: 25 Февраля 2024 13:48:48