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: 13.02.2006

Remember The Name

[Intro]
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what were all about
Its like this yall (cmon!)

[Chorus - Mike Shinoda]
This is 10% luck,
20% skill,
15% concentrated power of will,
5% pleasure,
50% pain,
And a 100% reason to remember the name!
Mike!

[Mike]
He doesnt need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether its 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
Its not about the salary
Its all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Taks pickin it up! lets go!

[Tak]
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 someones help (help), to get some respect
Hes only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

[Ryu]
Its just 20% skill
80% beer, Be
a 100% clear cause Ryu is ill
Who wouldve thought hed 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, Ryu had the stupidest verse!
This dude is the truth, now everybody givin him guest spots
His stocks through the roof, I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!

[Chorus - Mike Shinoda]
This is 10% luck,
20% skill,
15% concentrated power of will,
5% pleasure,
50% pain,
And a 100% reason to remember the name!

[Ryu]
They call him Ryu The Sick
And hes spittin fire and Mike
Got him out the dryer hes hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a fuckin annihilist porcupine
Hes a prick, hes a cock
The type woman want to be with, them rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinodas takin over the globe
Hes got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kids throat!
Tak!

[Tak]
Hes not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what hes got
Makin his way to the top
He often thinks its a common artists name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No, hes livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
Hell get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice (juice)
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do to give a 100%

[Mike]
Forget Mike, Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like hes never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And Ive seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
Its 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 - Mike Shinoda]
This is 10% luck,
20% skill,
15% concentrated power of will,
5% pleasure,
50% pain,
And a 100% reason to remember the name!

This is 10% luck,
20% skill,
15% concentrated power of will,
5% pleasure,
50% pain,
And a 100% reason to remember the name!

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

Right Now

Someone right now is leaving their apartment looking down at the street wondering where their car went

Someone in the car sitting at a signal in front of a restaurant 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 a grand 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 tomorrow 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 but 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 standing on the corner with their thumb up hitchhiking
stretching off a lotto ticket hoping for a real winner sneaking through the water just to work and to eat
a real dinner

Right now someone wishes they were you and I instead of second guessing fatal thoughts of quiet suicide

But right now Im staring at the window at a fiend with holes in his arm and holes in his jeans he pulled
out a cigarette and sparked a 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 TVs 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 somebodys sittin in the darkness trying to figure out how to put some heat in their
apartment but they got a little mattress a little carpet and they appreciate it cause some people on a park bench you see em when you rushing to get to the office wife ride by em when she comin from the market right now somebody comin out the pocket tryin to dump that rock they runnin around the block with same time cops is raisin the glock with aim to fill your legs and your back with some hot shit right now somebodys strugglin to stop this man thats kicking and punching cussing at the doctors down the hall a child is takin his first breath the doctors aint even passed him to the nurse yet yo I wonder if he understand what its worth yet like the time spent on while we hear on the earth yet the answers to the questions we all seek can be found it depend on how free yall think right now its somebody who aint eat all week that would kill for the shit you throw away in the street I guess one mans trash is another mans treasure one mans pain is the next mans pleasure one say infinity the next say forever right now everybody 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
Were 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, yall?
My name is Mike.
Im fooling with the new shit
Im doing it all like
I like what i do
I do what i like
I could quit and get it back like im 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 dont 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 dont 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 cant stand steady
It must be the beat so heavy
Coz i panic attacks like a crack in the levee

Give you that Robert 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 dont know me
You really wanna hold me show me, homie.

Tough talk doesnt mean a thing
You know for yourself you know when were 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
Were gonna drop it steady so
Do it like that
Like that (like that)...

Yall are not, not, not Ready HO
Not not ready HO
Were 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 actin like they lost their soul
And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
Tryin to make it all feel like home (feel like home)
These days are dark and the nights are cold
People actin like they lost their soul
And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
Tryin to make it all feel like home

Standin on the bridge in the dark
and Im seein my breath
Tryin to make it home without freezin to death
and my grandfathers face is stuck in my mind
and how seein him tonights gonna be the last time
I shoulda brought a jacket
blowin in my hands like its really gonna stop the chill
I buy a cup of coffee with a 5 dollar bill
Thinkin layin in that box people look so still
at times like these you start thinking
your first breath in and the clock starts tickin
Im not tryin to bum anyone out
Not trying to be dramatic just thinkin out loud
Im just trying to make some sense in my mind
Some defense from the cold that Im feelin outside
and for a minute escapewith some rhythm and rhyme
and get away from the grey just a bit at a time

Kinda funny how this world can treat ya
Like a freak in a sideshow
A carnival creature
Climbin outta cans, Im a diamond in the sand
But you cant tell the difference in a beach of rhinestones
my lifes like tryin to swallow a pinecone
its 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 dont make sense and I dont expect for you to know what its like
Smoke, drink, pissin everything off in my sight
push rocks in a pipe
lift-off I keep puffin til my lips turn white
and my chest gets tight
But who the fuck really cares when youre so far left that even death is right
All I can do is hope for the best and pray that it gets a little better than yesterday

These days are dark and the nights are cold
People actin like they lost their soul
And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
Tryin to make it all feel like home
These days are dark and the nights are cold
People actin like they lost their soul
And everywhere I go, I see another person like me
Tryin to make it all feel like home

Yo
Part of me, I think I [mixed the word] - this isnt right but no idea what it really is - "next to hurl"??
Too many problems goin on thats why I left my girl
Packed my bags and I travel with a pen and my notepad
Who said i was broke and all the things that I dont have
But still I try to find a way to escape from what I hate
Planted in my head that led to mistakes
But now im breakin the mold see I was patient and calm
Many sleep in the rain but Im awake in the storm
Writin my life in a short film
The rise and fall
How i managed to scorch hills and climb the wall
pound pavement, aimless in this cold existence
even the things that change and im going the distance
overcoming the depth I had controlled for so long
and put it all behind me cos life still goes on
now im much stronger, I know where I stand
well all soul search over and over again


These days are dark and the nights are cold
people actin like they lost their soul
and everybodys tryin not to cry
tryina get by and tryin not to feel outta control
and if you look hard enough, sometimes youll find
a place that might just remind you of home
but if it doesnt feel like home,
you can do what i do
just pretend you dont feel so alone (so alone, so alone...)

Feel like home
Feel like home
Feel like home
Feel like home
Feel like home
Feel like home
Feel like home
Feel like home

Whered You Go?

Whered you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like its been forever,
That youve been gone.

She said "Some days I feel like shit,
Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,"
I dont 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 dont have much to say,
So, I want you to know its a little fucked up,
That Im stuck here waitin, at times debatin,
Tellin you that Ive had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Whered you go?"

I miss you so,
Seems like its been forever,
That youve been gone.
Whered you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like its been forever,
That youve 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 Halloween 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,
Im doin fine, I plan to keep it that way,
You can call me if you find you have somethin to say,
And Ill tell you, I want you to know its a little fucked up,
That Im stuck here waitin, at times debatin,
Tellin you that Ive had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Whered you go?"

I miss you so,
Seems like its been forever,
That youve been gone.
Whered you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like its been forever,
That youve been gone,
Please come back home...

I want you to know its a little fucked up,
That Im stuck here waitin, no longer debatin,
Tired of sittin and hatin and makin these excuses,
For while youre not around, and feeling so useless,
It seems one thing has been true all along,
You dont really know what you got til its gone,
I guess Ive had it with you and your career,
When you come back I wont be here and youll can sing it...

Whered you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like its been forever,
That youve been gone.
Whered you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like its been forever,
That youve 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 hot

This is how it goes
Welcome one and all to the show
Were wired up, fired up, Fuckin 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
Previewin the new shit before all the masses
cos the first thing i need when i 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 rear view shakin
And play it again so theres no mistakin
San Andreas, the block got this bitch earth quakin like

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

Youre not ready, I got plenty cups
But twenty months drop steadily
plenty tracks to empty on you
wack pedigree
im backed heavily, while youre back pedalling
forget the chit chat on me, homie kick back
im 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 dont have to warn the people on the corner they know
that if youre standing on that corner then youre getting that show
world premiering, hearing that machine shop flow
San Andreas, the block get this bitch earth quaking like

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go

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, yall, burn that system out
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, yall, burn out that system like

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

Oh-oh
Ready for it? Here we go
We got the whole block rockin in stereo
Takin control, lettin everybody know
And if you feel it lemme hear everybody go
Oh-Oh

Lets go ahead and test out the speakers
you ready?
lets go, like this

Back Home

Back home
Everybodys searching for somethin
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin
Back home
Aint nobody hoping and praying
Cause they feel like nothing can save em
And they try to hold out but they cant fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
Cause aint a damn thing free
Back home

Common:
Back home / they holler "disciple" and "blackstone"
Same block the freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched / The guns clap on
Theres 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
Its cheap wine and sorrow
Times is hard to swallow
In search of Gods tomorrow / I borrow words from the
Bible / and use them for survival / gangs rival
Signs painted on walls like hiero / glyphics
I tell em that this is all tribal
Used to do dirt / Shortys goin through the same cycle
And trials like Michael / tryin not to stay idle

Ryu:
Back home its not Compton but close
The same problems exist and the pain throbbin
And folks are so common
It dont / really bother us much we just swallow it / uh
Crack the bottle and smoke / hope tomorrow something
Magical happens thatll put me back in the biz
But the chances of it acutally happenings kinda slim
Back home / we get the good life at a glimpse
In the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
Im 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 lap the source / need something to nourish my mind
I know we all lose quite a bit in life
Only to gain some
Life or the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night / so Im used to the shade
And never lose sight / bringing truth back to the game

Mike:
Back home / Weve got a lot of shit on our minds
Were always behind on something cause theres not enough time
And were non-stop / bottom line / doing what we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hospital
Back home theres 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 cant change it
Back home is Alvarado / K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that dont know
Where figures shiver / living right in the littler
Where kids write bigger / right inside the LA river
On the concrete / a symbol of our everyday way
Its that color and concentration over heavy and grey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
Ill be half a day away from the place where I stay

Cigarettes

Man I love this rap game
Mainly cuz its cool
To add a little spice to the life youve 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 cant get enough
Im telling you
You can call my bluff
If its not rough, then I really dont need it
Im not even ashamed
I got too much reality thats filling up my brain
so sell me on that chronic, Im 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 Nobodys 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
Theyre both selling stories and they sound about the same
Cigarettes say their safe, wrappers claim they really bang
We dont care if its true when we lay the money down
We dont believe the words, we just love the way they sound
Theyre acting like were idiots, Theyre lying to our face
Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway

Im runnin out to get the next rappers 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 says got the truth twisted up
But twisted ups what I want man, I cant get enough
Cuz even though we know its all just a big bluff
We just light another up, what
We dont 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 Nobodys 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 Nobodys 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 youre 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 youre 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 Nobodys 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 Nobodys really fooled
I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool


Believe Me

[chorus]
I guess
That this is where weve come to
If you dont want to
Then you dont have to believe me
But I wont be there when you go down
Just so you know now
Youre on your own now believe me

I dont want to be the one to blame
You like fun and games
Keep playing em
Im 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 youve got a face to pain
And the devils got a fresh new place to play
In your brain like a maze you can never escape the rain
Every damn thing is the same shade of grey

Hey ya
I used to 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 dont 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, well see
But its not gonna happen with me

[chorus]
I guess
That this is where weve come to
If you dont want to
Then you dont have to believe me
But I wont be there when you go down
Just so you know now
Youre 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 Im thinking like the mistake I made doesnt hurt
But its not gonna work
Cause its 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

Uh,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 ones around
What do I have to say
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free
What ever happens to you, well see
But its not gonna happen with me

[chorus]
I guess
That this is where weve come to
If you dont want to
Then you dont have to believe me
But I wont be there when you go down
Just so you know now
Youre on your own now believe me

[bridge]

[chorus]
I guess
That this is where weve come to
If you dont want to
Then you dont have to believe me
But I wont be there when you go down
Just so you know now
Youre on your own now believe me

Do what i have to do
Youre on your own now believe me

What ever happens to you
Youre on your own now believe me

What do I have to say
Youre on your own now believe me

Its not gonna happen to me
Youre 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 dont know about the rapping like, I dont 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 hes like
"Oh I dont 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 didnt 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 were 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 Ive got the interviews on file
Which people said what
Which number to dial
So now every enemy screaming insanity
All theyre ever gonna bes another big fan of me
Bitch

High Road

Lets go yall

These people are running off at the mouth
Tryin to convince me that Im running on empty
Tryin to convince themselves that the record with Jay was a fluke
That the record that Im makin is a mistake
and I cant take this
Lemme tell you where Im at with this
You bastards are gonna have to take back that shit
Im 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 Im not playin
Start askin me the names that Im not sayin
But Im tryin to be bigger than the bickerin
bigger than the petty name callin
under the breath talkin
rumors and labels and categorization
Im like a struggling doctor, No patients
But you can say what you want about me
keep talkin while Im walkin away

You can say what you have to say
cuz my minds made up anyway
Im taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that Im gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my minds made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but its 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, Im stepping my game up
Maintainin my name, the same way I came up
Youre gonna see that Im not playin
start asking the names that Im not sayin
but im tryin not to mention the names of people who wanna sight and attention
You like the hype but pretendin youre part of the picture wont pass
Youre like a high school dropout, no class
You can say what you want about me
keep talkin while im walkin away bitch

You can say what you have to say
cuz my minds made up anyway
Im taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that Im gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my minds made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but its not gonna work today

Why does it always have to be
Somebodys 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, Ill say it again

You can say what you have to say
cuz my minds made up anyway
Im taking the high road going above you
this is the last time that Im gonna trust you
You can say what you have to say
cuz my minds made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but its 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 dont 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, hed 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 Harbours 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, couldnt even pack his clothes,
Some folks didnt 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 didnt 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 dont look at the gunmen,
You dont 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 well 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 didnt understand
Why did they have to take him?
Because hes an innocent (neighbour/labourer?)

So now theyre in a town with soldiers surroundin them,
Every day, every night look down at them,
From watch towers up on the wall,
Ken couldnt really hate them at all;
They were just doin their job and,
He wasnt 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 well be okay, someday,"
Now the names have been changed, but the storys 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 didnt make sense but I know that his dad was a drunk
And he gambled away the rent
Pretty soon vic was seein red
Pissed off but instead
Hed drink every night til he passed out
Then hed do it all again
The whole time smiling on the outside to cover the pain
But on the inside all he was tryin to do was get away

Hes dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday go slipping through the cracks

Yo, Funny how things change color
Then 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
Now its all gone
1, 2, 3, lights out
Which way to turn
Cant get a grip
All alone in the big white house
Everyday gets worse and you just curse
til your head bursts and it hurts so bad
She left like yourself should have thought of that one first
No family, no kids, cant accept what you did
Now you wanna runaway but you cant cuz the past comes back again

Slippin through the cracks
Sip a little jack
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
Outta debt, outta dodge, outta breath, outta 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 he was gonna think the good lord would come take him
Im shakin him wake up you son of a bitch

Hes 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

Hes 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

(Slipping through the Cracks)

Battle

Celph Titled:
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 babies whore born with crack in they cribs
Too much to cram under your oversized fitted
And the public system failed you, either youre ignorant 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 its really worth it
Forget perfect, im 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 youll see nobody cares
cause you dont wanna 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 youll 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 , 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 abitrarily cuts off your air, and like you i want someone to say its okay

But in the truest parts of our hearts everybodys 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 youll see nobody cares
Cos you dont wanna 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 youll see nobody cares
Cos you dont wanna 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 yesterdays life
Please remember this isnt 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

There They Go

Mike:
Ready? Lets Go


Sixx:
Yeah, ladies and gentlemen, pleased to meet you
I go by the name of Sixx John
Of course you know Mike Shinoda

Uh oh, lets go
One time
For my Machine Shop crew
And then its two times
S.O.B. and L.P. too
And then its three times
Its Mike and Sixx on the track
And then four times
When we come in through the back theyre saying

Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go
Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go

Dangerous bitch, ya cant really hang with us and this
Everybodys so afraid of us, shit
Makes me wanna hang it up and quit
Forget about all the things you heard before
Bout time that were kicking down your door
Everybodys gonna hit the fuckin floor
Please Mike dont hurt me anymore
I dont gotta have a secret lie or an alibi
Everybody knows why Im here
Not just for some crack, get a bottle
Lets crack you over the head with a bottle of beer
So just listen up there powder-puff
Better believe that Im not playing
You can love it, you can hate
But dont mistake it, everybodys saying

Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go
Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go

What you really wanna do is this
Just make believe that I dont exist
But you wont cause everytime you go to spit [Yo, check this]
I talk over you just like this
Its annoying just for you
You could scream all day til your face is blue
Im getting 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 missed a shot, never run outta ammo
Come out wit heat like a goddamned commando
And add in S.O.B., Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
Cheapshot and now you see, fuck with me? Nah! Sixx!

Oh no, uh oh, whatever you get when you see that door closed
Im a bail through the back straight to the bar so I can act a fool
I figured you guys would get a little surprise
Your eyes wide when its me and Mike Shinod
Im just plain ol Sixx John from the Nam district
This is not supposed, I still talk with awkward speech
Im like a dog thats 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, acapellla or we can walk on a beat
And if that aint enough action
I got seventeen pages in this little magazine I keep

Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go
Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go


We got this place rocking beat knocking, non stoppin
If yall all with it let me hear it now, yeah, yo
We got this place rocking beat knocking, non stoppin
If yall all 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 L.P. too
And then its three times
Its Mike and Sixx on the track
And then four times
We do it like that, like that, like that, like that

(Clap, Clap Bitches)






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