Lyrics Time

[Dedicated]

Okay, I've been bored so I've transcribed the lyrics to The Rising Tied. I haven't done like, 3 songs yet though so if anyone wants to post them I'll edit them in with credit. Any changes to what I've got already I'll be happy to edit in aswell. The '???' means I don't know what the line is. Help us out and send in corrections!

Edit: I've got the rest done but I need to lay them out properly to post on here. I'll have to do it tomorrow night. The songs I haven't written up yet are: Back Home and The Battle.

1. Introduction

No lyrics...

02. 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!)

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill,
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will,
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain,
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights,
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic,
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone,
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him,
But fuck em, he knows the code,
It's not about the salary,
It's all about reality and making some noise,
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up,
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up, let's go.

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much,
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck,
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact,
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps,
Put it together himself, now the picture connects,
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect,
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach,
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist.

It's just twenty percent skill,
Eighty percent fear,
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill,
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames,
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game,"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church,
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots,
His stock's through the roof I heard he fuckin with S. Dot!

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!

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

Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block,
He knows how to work with what he's got,
Makin his way to the top,
People think its a common owners name,
People keep askin him was it given at birth,
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth,
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice,
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best,
Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent.

Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard,
It seems like he's never got time,
Because he writes every note and he writes every line,
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind,
It's like a design is written in his head every time,
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme,
And those motherfuckers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?

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!

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!

Yeah! Fort Minor.
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond.
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!

03. Right Now

Someone right now, is leavin' their apartment,
Lookin' down the street and wonderin' where their car went,
Someone in a car sittin' at a signal,
Infront of a restaurant, starin' through the window,
At someone right now with their finger in their teeth,
Who could use a little floss, right across the street,
There's somebody on the curb, who really needs a jacket,
He spent half the rent at a bar gettin' plastered,
Now he's gotta walk, 14 blocks, just to work in shop where he's about to get fired,
Someone right now, is lookin' pretty tired,
Starin' at a laptop, tryna get inspired,
As somebody, livin' right across the street,
Just wrote the best thing that she's written all week,
But her best friend's coughin' up blood in the sink,
He can't even think what happened,
Feelin' so confused, and he knows it looks bad,
But there's nothin' he can do,
I wonder what it's like to be right there in his shoes but...

Yo, I'm just takin' it in,
Out the window of a hotel bedroom again,
Tomorrow I'm gone, I don't know when I'll be back,
This world, everything can change just like that.

Yo,
Somebody right now is droppin' his vote,
Inside a box and tryin' to not get shot in his throat,
For the act of freedom right now, somebody is stuck in Iraq,
Hopin' that he'll be shipped back breathin',
In a war but he's not really sure of the reasons,
So we show our support when the press mislead him,
Though we all remain proud to loot the truth,
Get some, I know you boys got some work to do.

Meanwhile,
Right now someone's 25 to life,
And is standin' on the corner with their thumb hitch hikin',
Scratchin' off a Lotto ticket, hopin' for a real winner,
Sneakin' through the water, just to work and eat a real dinner,
Right now, someone wishes they were you and I,
Instead of second guessin', frequent thoughts of quiet suicide,
But right now, starin' out the window at a fiend,
The holes in his arm and the holes in his jeans,
He pulled out a cigarette and sparked a light,
He walked right around the corner, just outta my sight, but...

Yo, I'm just takin' it in,
At my second storey hotel window again,
The TV's on and my bags are packed,
But in this world everything can change just like that.

Yo, I'm just takin' it in,
At my second storey hotel window again,
The TV's on and my bags are packed,
But in this world everything can change just like that.

Yeah,
Right now, somebody's sittin' in the darkness,
Tryna figure how to put some heat in they apartment,
But they got a little matress, no carpet,
And they appreciate it, 'cause some people on a park bench,
You see 'em when rushin' to make it to the office,
Wife ride by when she comin' from the market,
Right now someone comin' out the park and,
Tryna dump that rock they runnin' around the block with,
Same time the cops is raisin' the glock,
With aim for your legs and your back with some hot shit,
Right now, somebody is strugglin' to stop this man,
Who's kickin' and punchin' and cussin' at the doctors,
Down the hall a child taking it's first breath,
The doc hasn't even passed him to the nurse yet,
Yo, I wondered if he understand what it's worth yet,
Like, the time spent while we here on the earth yet,
The answers to the questions we all see,
Can be found, it depend on how free y'all think,
Right now, there's somebody who ain't eat all week,
That would kill, for the shit you throw away in the street,
I guess one mans trash is the next 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.

Yo, I'm just takin' it in,
In another strange hotel lobby again,
With my luggage on my back, I don't know where I'm at,
I'm in a world where it all change just like that,
Yeah, I'm just takin' it in,
Out the window of a hotel bedroom again,
Tomorrow I'm gone, I don't know when I'll be back,
This world, everything can change just like that.

[Feenix]

I posted this thread over at the Fort Minor boards. Should help. I would post them all here but there's a maximum post length. of 10000 characters.
http://forums.fortminor.com/showthread.php?t=8081&page=6&pp=10
(http://forums.fortminor.com/showthread.php?t=8081&page=4&pp=10)

[JJ]

i'll work on some tracks

Believe Me:

yeh
i guess that this is where we've 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
your on your own now believe me

yo
i dont wana be the one to blame
you like fun and games
keep playin them iam just sayin'
think back then you were like one of the same
on the right track even though i was on the wrong train
its like that
now you've got to face the pain
and the devils got a fresh new place to play
and your brain like a maze
you could never escape the rain
everyday is the same shade of grey

hey
i used to have a little bit of a plan
used to
have a concept of where i stand
and that concept slipped right outta my hand.
and now i dont really know who i am
yo
what do i have to say
maybe
i should do what i have to do
to break free and
whatever happens to you
we'll see
but its not going to happen to me


i guess that this is where we've 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
your on your own now believe me

back then
i thought you were just like me
somebodys who could see all the pain i see
but you
proved to me unintentionally
that you would self distruct eventually
and now iam faking like the mistake
i made doesnt hurt but its not going to work
cos its really much worse than i thought
i wished you were something you were not
and now this guilt is really all that i've got

uh
you turn your back and walk away ashamed
all you got is the memory and the pain
nothing makes sense and you stare at the ground
and hear my voice in your head when no one else is around
so what do i have to say?
maybe
i should do what i have to do
to break free
whatever happens to you
we'll see
but its not goin to happen to me

i guess that this is where we've 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
your on your own now believe me

i guess that this is where we've 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
your on your own now believe me

i'll do what i have to do
your on your own now believe me
what ever happened to you
your on your own now believe me
what do i have to say
your on your own now believe me
its not goin to happen to me
your on your own now believe me



Feel Like Home:

yeh
these days are dark and the nights are cold
people actin' like they've 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've 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 iam seeing my breath
tryin' to make it home without freezin' to death
and my grandfathers face is stuck in my mind
and how seeing him tonight is guna be the last time
i should of brought a jacket
blowing in my hands like this is really guna stop the chill
i buy a cup of coffee with a five doller bill
thinkin' layin' in that box people look so still
at times like these you start thinkin'
your first breath in and the clock starts tickin'
iam not tryin' to bum anyone out
not tryin' to be dramatic just thinkin out loud
iam just tryin to make some sense of my lines
some defense from the cold iam feeling inside
and for a minute
this gig with some rythmn and ryhme
and get away from the grey just a bit at a time

yeh
kinda funny how this world can treat you
like a freak in a side show - aconomy creature
climblin outta cans iam a diamond in the sand
but you cant tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones
my lifes like tryin swallowin a pine cone
its though when you live life last just to die slow
talk to down tones my dreams are far fetched
it seems so i sleep underneath this park bench
i know it doesnt make sense
and i dont expect for you to know what its like
smoke, drink, piss up everything in my sight
push rocks in a pump - lift off
i keep pumpin untill my lips turn white
and my disc get tight
and who the fuck really cares that your so far left
that even death looks right
all i can done is hope for the best
and pray that it gets a little better than yesturday
dese'

these days are dark and the nights are cold
people actin' like they've 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've lost their soul
and everywhere i go i see another person like me
tryin to make it all feel like home



time for dinner - finish the rest after

[Dedicated]

...continued...

04. Petrified

Y'all not-not ready, no,
Not-not ready, no,
We about to drop it steady so do it 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!
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 doin', y'all?
My name is Mike, I'm fooling with the new shit,
I'm doing it all night,
I like what I do, I do what I like,
I can quit and get it back like I'm riding a bike,
Like stop, bring it back, bring it back,
We got that balance keeping us on track,
That get you when you're moving quick, but no slow,
You stare like you don't care but you do, though,
I know, you really must be so lonely,
Buffed up like you're tough but so phony,
You and your boys, you don't know me,
You really want to own me, show me homie,
Let's get it over with for good,
I got a friction addiction, I wish you would,
Machine Shop rocking when we step inside,
And we got everybody so petrified.

Now why is everybody so petrified,
What? Petrified, what?
Step aside and just,
Drop that, come on! Drop that, come on!
Drop that, come on! Drop that, come on!

Listen, you are not ready,
Like children in a building, you can't stand steady,
It must be the beat's so heavy,
Cause I'm panic attacks like a crack in the levy,
Give you that Robert Plant,
Dancing days are back, feeling all in the track,
And in fact, for those knowing the name,
I'm back with some brand new crack,
We can do it like that,
You really must be so lonely,
Buffed up like you're tough but so phony,
You and your boys, you don't know me,
You really want to hold me, show me homie,
Tough talk doesn't mean a thing, get over yourself,
You know when we're up in the scene,
It's Machine Shop rocking 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!

Y'all not-not ready, no,
Not-not ready, no,
We about to drop it steady so do it like that,
Like that,
Y'all not-not ready, no,
Not-not ready, no,
We about to drop it steady so do it 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!
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!

05. Feel Like Home

Yeah.

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,
Tryna 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,
Tryna make it all feel like home.

Standin' on the bridge in the dark and I'm seein' my breath,
Tryna make it home without freezin' to death,
And my grandfathers face is stuck on my mind,
And how seein' him tonight's gonna be the last time,
I should have brought a jacket,
Blowin' in my hands like it's really gonna stop the chill,
I buy a cup of coffee with a five dollar bill,
Thinkin' "Layin' in that box people look so still,"
At times like these you start thinkin',
Your first breath thin and the clock starts tickin',
I'm not tryna bum anyone out,
Not tryna be dramatic; just thinkin' out loud,
I'm just tryna make some sense in my mind,
Some defense from the cold that I'm feelin' outside,
And for a minute let's escape with some rhythmic rhyme,
And get away from the grey just a bit at a time.

Yeah, kinda funny how this world can treat ya,
Like a freak in a sideshow, a carnival creature,
Climbin' outta cans I'm a diamond in the sand,
But you can't tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones,
My life's like tryna swallow a pinecone,
It's tough when you live fast, just to die slow,
Talked in down 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,
For you to know what it's like,
Smoke, drink, pissin' everything off in my sight,
Push rocks in a pipe,
Lift off, I'll keep pumpin' 'til my lips turn white,
And my chest gets tight,
But who the fuck really cares,
When you're so far up that even death looks 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,
Tryna 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,
Tryna make it all feel like home.

Tak.
Yo, part of me I think I'm the next to earl,
Too many problems goin' on that's why I left my girl,
Packed my bags and I travelled with a pen and my notepad,
They said I was workin' on the things that I don't have,
But still, I tried to find a way to escape from,
All the hate planted in my head which lead to mistakes,
But now I'm breakin' the mould,
See I was patient and calm,
Many sleep in the rain but now I'm wakin' the storm,
Writin' my life in a short film "The Rise And Fall,"
How I managed to scortch hills and climb the wall,
Poundin' pavement aimless in this cold existance,
Even things are changin' and I'm goin' the distance,
Overcoming the death I had controlled for so long,
I put it all behind me 'cause life still goes on,
Now much stronger; I know where I stand,
Well our soul search is over and over again.

These days are dark and the nights are cold,
People actin' like they lost their soul,
And everybody's tryin' not to cry, tryna get by,
And tryin' not to feel outta control.
And if you look hard enough sometimes you'll find,
The 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.
Feel like home...

6. Where'd You Go?

Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.

She said "Some days I feel like shit,
Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,"
I don't understand why you have to always be gone,
I get along but the trips always feel so long,
And, I find myself tryna stay by the phone,
'Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone,
But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call,
But when I pick up I don't have much to say,
So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"

I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...

You know the place where you used to live,
Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs,
Used to have a little party every Hallowe'en with candy by the pile,
But now, you only stop by every once in a while,
Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time with
Anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,
I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that way,
You can call me if you find you have somethin' to say,
And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin'
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"

I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...

I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin',
Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses,
For why you're not around, and feeling so useless,
It seems one thing has been true all along,
You don't really know what you got 'til it's gone,
I guess I've had it with you and your career,
When you come back I won't be here and you can sing it...

Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone.
Where'd you go?
I miss you so,
Seems like it's been forever,
That you've been gone,
Please come back home...
Please come back home...
Please come back home...
Please come back home...
Please come back home...

[JJ]

lol i didnt see your edit - damn spent ages doing that lmao

get me gone:

said that when we started making the first linkin park record
he was like
"yeh you know, i duno about the rapping like i duno maybe you should be a rock band"
you know what i mean - tryin to change us
they signed us like an act like what we sound like, and then he's like
"i duno maybe you should play the keyboard"

before the first song that you heard me on
there where people already tryin to get me gone
tellin me to quit rappin 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 the humour faded
when some magazines printed that our label made us
we were to good to be true
some where sayin ghost writters where writting all that that we do
so we had to disprove it
we spelt it out to the detail - how we do when we makin' this music
after that i made it a rule i only do email responces - to print the reviews
because these people like to but a twist in your words
to infur that you said something fuckin obsurd
oh did i lose you with 'infur'?
not used to hearing a verse that uses a verb
1st grade vocabulary words
(haha)
people used to infur that we were manufactured
now i've got the interviews on file
which peole said what which number to dail
so every enermy screamin insanity
all there ever guna be is another big fan of me
bitch
(hahaha)
you believe that?
sounds crazy right
like this point
your thinkin this man is outta his mind
but honestly at that point
he wanted me to play keyboard or whatever
he didnt want me to rap
he was like
maybe joe hahn should um wear a lab coat and a cowboy hat
like when we play
i swear to god hes crazy
"cowboy hat?"
and later on he claimed he wrote all of our songs
but enough of that

[Dedicated]

...

07. In Stereo

This is how it goes,
Welcome one and all to the show,
We're 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,
'Cause 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 there's 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.

You're not ready, I got plenty cups,
But twenty months drop steadily,
Plenty tracks to empty on you,
Whack pedigree, I'm backed heavily, while you're back pedalling,
Forget the chit chat on me, homie kick back,
I'm on that shit that can get your homie bitch slapped,
So zip your lip back, listen and watch,
We got the whole block rockin' off the way the beat knocks,
You dont have to warn the people on the corner, they know,
That if you're standing on that corner then you're getting that show,
World premierin', you're hearin' that machine shop flow,
San Andreas, the block get 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.

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 too loud,
Roll right, roll every window down,
Let the whole block know what this is about,
Turn it up, y'all, burn that system out,
Turn the key, turn the volume up too loud,
Roll right, roll every window down,
Let the whole block know what this is about,
Turn it up, y'all, 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.

Let's go ahead and test out the speakers, you ready?
Let's go, like this...

Back Home

Coming Soon...

09. Cigarettes

Man I love this rap game,
Mainly 'cause it's cool ,
To add a little spice to the life you've been through,
Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit,
Make that shit sound more gangster than it really is,
You can't appear weak man,
We wanna hear street,
Wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat,
Don't take it as sarcastic,
I can't get enough,
I'm 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 that's 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 man.

It's just like a cigarette, it's something that I do,
Once in awhile but between me and you,
It's 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 don't 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 verything they say's got the truth twisted up,
And twisted up's what I want man, I can't get enough,
'Cause even though we know it's all just a big bluff,
We just light another up, what,
We don't give a fuck.

It's just like a cigarette, it's something that I do,
Once in awhile but between me and you,
It's just like a cigarette nobody's really fooled,
I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool.

It's just like a cigarette, it's something that I do,
Once in awhile but between me and you,
It's just like a cigarette nobody's really fooled,
I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool.

Listen to the words, listen for a while,
Lip service radio, don't touch the dial,
If you're in the car,
Turn up the track man,
Give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap, hey,
Matter of fact,
Listen for a while,
Lip service radio, don't touch the dial,
If you're in the car man,
Turn up the track,
Give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap.

It's just like a cigarette, it's something that I do,
Once in awhile but between me and you,
It's just like a cigarette nobody's really fooled,
I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool.
It's just like a cigarette, it's something that I do,
Once in awhile but between me and you,
It's just like a cigarette nobody's really fooled,
I dont want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool.

10. Believe Me

I guess,
That this is where we've come to,
If you don't want to,
Then you don't have to believe me,
But I won't be there when you go down,
Just so you know now,
You're on your own now believe me.

I don't want to be the one to blame,
You like fun and games,
Keep playing 'em,
I'm just sayin',
Think back then,
We was like one and the same,
On the right track,
But I was on the wrong train,
Just like that,
Now you've got a face to pain,
And the devil's got a fresh new place to play,
In your brain like a maze you can never escape the rain,
Every damn day is the same shade of grey.

Hey,
I used have a little bit of a plan,
Used to, have a concept of where I stand,
But that concept slipped right out of my hand,
And 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 whatever happens to you, we'll see,
But it's not gonna happen to me.

I guess,
That this is where we've come to,
If you don't want to,
Then you don't have to believe me,
But I won't be there when you go down,
Just so you know now,
You're on your own now believe me.
Back then, I thought you were just like me;
Somebody who could see all the pain I see,
But you proved to me unintentionally,
That you would self-destruct eventually,
Now I'm thinking like the mistake I made doesn't hurt,
But it's not gonna work,
'Cause it's really much worse than I thought,
I wished you were something that you were not,
And now this guilt is really all that I got.

You turned your back, and walked away in shame,
All you got is a memory of pain,
Nothing makes sense so you stare at the ground,
I hear your voice in my head when no one's around,
So what do I have to say?
Maybe I should do what I have to do to break free,
And whatever happens to you, we'll see,
But it's not gonna happen to me.

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 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'll do what I have to do,
You're on your own now believe me,
Whatever 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.

[Dedicated]

...

11. Get Me Gone

Before the first song that you heard me on,
There were people already tryna get me gone,
Tellin’ me to quit rapping,
Just play the keys,
That my band had a singer,
They didn't need me,
But my band had my back,
So we did the tracks,
Put out the album and the talk went flat,
It was funny at first but then the humour faded,
When some magazines printed that our label made us,
We were to be good to be true,
Some were saying ghost writers were writin' all that we do,
So we had to disprove it,
We spelled it out to the detail how we do it when we're making this music,
After that I made it a rule,
I only do e-mail responses to print interviews,
Because these people love to put a twist to your words,
To infer that you said something fucking absurd,
Oh, did I lose you at 'infer'?
Not used to hearing a verse that uses over first grade vocabulary words?
People used to infer that we were manufactured,
Now I’ve got the interviews on file,
Which people said what,
Which number to dial,
So now every enemy screaming insanity,
All they're ever gonna be's another big fan of me, bitch.

12. High Road

Let's go y'all...

There's people who running off their mouth,
Trying to convince me that I'm running on empty,
Trying to convince themselves that the record with Jay was a fluke,
That the record that I'm making is a mistake and I can't take this,
Let me tell you where I'm at with this,
You bastards are gonna have to take back that shit,
I'm not plastic and fake,
When I make tracks I take facts and lay 'em out for the masses,
You assholes are gonna see soon that I'm not playin',
And start askin' me the names that I'm not sayin',
But I'm tryin' to be bigger than the bickerin',
Bigger than the petty name calling and under the breath talkin',
Rumors and labels and categorizations,
I'm like a struggling doctor, no patients,
Say what you want to say about me,
Keep talking while I'm walking away... bitches.

You can say what you have to say,
'Cause my minds made up anyway,
I'm taking the high road, going above you,
This is the last time that I'm gonna trust you,
You can say what you have to say,
'Cause my minds made up anyway,
All that bullshit you talk might work a lot,
But it's not gonna work today.

You people are running off the mouth,
Trying to make me take myself off safety,
Trying to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built,
Buildin' up some mistaken information and I can't take this,
Let me spell it out plain for you,
Angry groups complain about the things we do,
I'm not changing direction, I'm stepping my game up,
Maintainin' my name the same way I came up,
You're gonna see that I'm not playin',
And start askin' me the names that I'm not sayin',
But I'm trying not to mention the names of people who wanna ciphon attention,
You like to hype up pretending you're part of the picture, walk past,
You're like a high school drop out, no class,
You can say what you want about me,
Keep talking while I'm walking away... bitch.

You can say what you have to say,
'Cause my minds made up anyway,
I'm taking the high road, going above you,
This is the last time that I'm gonna trust you,
You can say what you have to say,
'Cause my minds made up anyway,
All that bullshit you talk might work a lot,
But it's not gonna work today.

Why does it always have to be?
Somebody's always watching me,
All I really need is some room to breathe, breathe, breathe,
Is anybody out there listenin'?
'Cause I can't stand to keep this in,
All I really want I'll say again, again, again.

Like that...
You can say what you have to say,
'Cause my minds made up anyway,
I'm taking the high road, going above you,
This is the last time that I'm gonna trust you,
You can say what you have to say,
'Cause my minds made up anyway,
All that bullshit you talk might work a lot,
But it's not gonna work today.

13. 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 "iisei,"
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, he 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 had to live in a place called Mandinar,
Where a lot of Japanese people are,"
Stop it don't look at the gunmen,
You don't wanna get the soldiers wonderin',
If you gonna run or not,
'Cause if you run then you might get shot,
Other than that try not to think about it,
Try not to worry 'bout it; bein' so crowded,
Someday we'll get out, someday, someday.

As soon as war broke out, the G.I came and they just come to the house and, "You have to come, all the Japanese have to go." They took Mr. Lee. People didn't understand. Why did they have to take him because he's an innocent 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' a 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 family's life saved,
Prisoners of war in their own damn country, what for?
Time passed in the prison town,
He wondered if he'd live it down if and when they were free,
The only way out was joinin' the army,
And supposedly, some men went out for the army, signed on,
And ended up flyin' to Japan with a bomb,
That 15 kilotonne blast, put an end to the war pretty fast,
Two cities were blown to bits; the end of the war came quick,
Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids and his wife,
But, when they got back to their home,
What they saw made them feel so alone,
These people had trashed every room,
Smashed in the windows and bashed in the doors,
Written on the walls and the floor,
"Japs not welcome anymore."
And Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides and just stood outside,
He, looked at his wife without words to say,
She looked back at him, wiped the tears away,
And said "Someday we'll be okay, someday,"
Now the names have been changed, but the story's true,
My family was locked up back in '42,
My family was there when 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.

[Dedicated]

...

14. Red To Black

I had a friend named Victor,
The two of us used to hang every single day,
And it seemed like overnight that his whole life, just changed,
I know when his mom and dad broke up, it didn't make sense,
But I know that his dad was a drunk, and he gambled away the rent,
Pretty soon Vic was seein' red,
Pissed off but instead,
He drank every night 'til he passed out,
Then he'd do it all again,
The whole time he was fine on the outside to cover the pain,
But on the inside all he was tryin' to do was get away.

Dying to get away,
Let the pain of yesterday go slipping through the cracks.

Yo, funny how things change colour,
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,
Can't get a grip,
All alone in a bleak white house,
Everyday gets worse and your just cursed,
'Til your head bursts and it hurts so bad,
She left like yourself should have thought of that one first,
No family, no kids, can't accept what you did,
Now you wanna runaway but you can't 'cause 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 don't 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 if he's gonna think the good lord would come take him,
I'm shakin him, "Wake up you son of a bitch."

He's dying to get away,
Let the pain of yesterday go slipping through the cracks,
Hiding himself away watching all the memories fade,
Away from red to black.

He's dying to get away,
Let the pain of yesterday go slipping through the cracks,
Hiding himself away watching all the memories fade,
Away from red to black.
Slipping through the cracks...

The Battle

Coming Soon...

16. Slip Out The Back

You know me,
I used to get caught up in everyday life,
Trying to make it through my day so I could sleep at night,
Trying to figure my way through the maze of rights and wrongs,
But like you used to say,
Nothing feels like it's really worth it,
Forget perfect,
I'm trying not to be worthless,
Since I last saw you I've been looking for a purpose,
Well, I met this kid who thought like I did,
He had a weird way of looking at it,
This is what he said;

"Slip out the back before they know you were there,
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares,
'Cause you don't 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 you'll see nobody cares,
'Cause you don't wanna be around when it all goes down,
Even heroes know when to be scared."

Now,
I don't remember where I met him or remember his name,
But he walked funny like he was just too big for his frame,
Just over five foot but he weighed a buck-fifty,
And what he said seemed so right,
It stuck with me,
Listen, it's like poker,
You can play your best,
But you gotta 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 don't need to tell you that life isn't fair,
It doesn't care, it arbitrarily cuts off your air,
And like you, I want someone to say its okay,
In the truest part of our hearts everybody's afraid,
We're just underappreciated and overwhelmed,
Fighting so hard to hide our fear that we're scaring ourselves,
You understand what I'm saying 'cause you always did,
But it's different in the words of a cowardly kid.

Who said:
"Slip out the back before they know you were there,
At the worst you'll see nobody cares,
'Cause you don't 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,
At the worst you'll see nobody cares,
'Cause you don't wanna be around when it all goes down,
Even heroes know when to be scared."

And I'm no hero,
You remember how it was,
You know,
All I ever did was worry,
Feeling out of control,
To the point where everything is going end over end,
I'm spinning around in circles again,
This is where you come in,
All of this to explain to you why,
I had to separate myself away from yesterday's life,
Please remember,
This isn't how I hoped it would be,
But I had to protect you from me.

That's 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'd just bring you down,
And I could tell that it was time to be scared.

That's why I slipped out the back before you knew I was there,
And I know the way I left; it wasn't fair,
I didn't wanna be around just to bring you down,
I'm not a hero but don't think I didn't care.

[EvilDude]

Just a little note, in the "High Road" lyrics,

In the section


And start askin' me the names that I'm not sayin',
But I'm trying not to mention the names of people who wanna ciphon attention,
You like to hype up pretending you're part of the picture, walk past,
You're like a high school drop out, no class,
You can say what you want about me,
Keep talking about me while I'm walking away... bitch.

the last line is actually:
Keep talking while I'm walking away... bitch

[Dedicated]

Just a little note, in the "High Road" lyrics,

In the section



the last line is actually:

Thanks. Edited.

[Joe]

19. 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 is 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,
The people that I used to hang with are now acting so different,
If I'm still the same person then 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 don't know why I pushed through the pain that I got through,
And I'm losing hope...

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 want to Say something but you can't because 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?
Right now I don't know why I pushed through the pain that I got through,
And I'm losing hope...

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,

Voices, voices, my head, my head

Can somebody please just explain to me
What happened to the way that we always said we'd be?
Right now I don't know why I pushed through the pain that I got through,
And I'm losing hope, give me one reason not to,

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....

[JJ]

so is that it?