LETRA ' WHERE`D YOU GO? '-Fort Minor

Holly / Jonah:
Dónde fuiste / Te extraño tanto
Parece ser una eternidad
Que te has ido
Por favor vuelve a casa

Mike:
Ella dijo
Algunos días me siento como la mierda / algunos días quiero
dejar esto / y ser normal por un tiempo
No entiendo por qué tienes que irte siempre
Me las arreglo pero los viajes siempre parecen tan largos / y
Me encuentro a mi misma tratando de quedarme cerca del teléfono
Porque tu voz siempre me ayuda a no sentirme tan sola
Pero me siento como una idiota centrando mi día en una
Llamada que cuando contesto no tengo mucho que decir / entonces
Quiero que sepas que está un poco mal / que
Estoy aquí esperando
A veces considerando decirte que ya he tenido suficiente contigo
Y tu carrera
Yo y el resto de la familia aquí
Cantando donde fuiste

Vuelve a casa / ¿Te acuerdas de ese lugar donde solías vivir?
Solías hacer barbacoas con hamburguesas y costillas
Solías hacer una pequeña fiesta cada Halloween
Con dulces apilados
Pero ahora sólo vienes de vez en cuando
(Mierda) Me encuentro a mi misma sólo llenando mi tiempo
con cualquier cosa para mantener el pensar en ti fuera de mi mente
Estoy bien / y planeo mentenerlo así
Y me puedes llamar si encuentras algo que decirme
Y te diré:
Quiero que sepas que está un poco mal / que
Estoy aquí esperando
A veces considerando decirte que ya he tenido suficiente contigo
Y tu carrera
Yo y el resto de la familia aquí
Cantando donde fuiste

Quiero que sepas que está un poco mal / que
Estoy aquí esperando
No debatiendo más
Cansada de estar sentada y odiando y creando estas excusas
Porque no estás cerca / y sientiéndome tan inútil
Parece que una cosa ha sido siempre cierta
No sabes lo que tienes hasta que se ha ido
Supongo que ya he tenido suficiente contigo y tu carrera
Cuando vuelvas no estaré aquí
Y tu lo puedes cantar

LETRA ' THERE THEY GO -Fort Minor

[Mike:]
One time for my Machine Shop crew and then its
Two times S.O.B and LP too and then it's
Three times It's Mike and Six on the track and then
Four Times when we come in through the back they're sayin

[Chorus:]
Oh no close the door
Shut the lights and start to the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go

[Mike:]
Armed and dangerous bitch
Ya'll cant really hang with us in this
Everyone's so afarid of us/ shit
Makes me wanna hang it up and quit
Forget aboit all the things you heard before
'Bout time that we're kicking down your door
Everybody's gonna hit the fucking floor
Like " please Mike dont hurt me anymore"
I dont gotta have a secret lie or an alibi
everybody knows why I'm here
I'd just as soon crazk a bottle
As crack you over the head with a bottle a bear
So just listen up there powder puff
Better believe that I'm not playing
You can love it you can hate
But dont mistake it everboy's saying

[Chorus]

What you really wanna do is this
Just make believe thati dont exist
But you wont cause everytime you go to sip
I talk right over you just like this
It's annoying just for you
You can scream all day 'til your face is blue
Im gettin in your head and you know it too
And thats just me you dont know my crew
My man Sixx John understand though
The way that he flows you can call him Rambo
Never miss a shot never run out of ammo
Coming with heat like a goddamn commando
And in S.O.B
Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully, Cheapshot
Now you see
Fuck with me?, nah , Sixx

[Sixx John:]
Uh oh whatere you yell when you see that door colse
Imma bail through the back (fo sho)
Straight to the bar so i can act (a fool)
I figure you guys would get a little surprised
Youy eyes wide when its me and Mike Shinod
Im just plain old Sixx John from the Nam- District
This is not supposed
I still talk with awkaward speech
Im like a dog that's off his leash
Step out with a Fort Minor patch on a black tee
Niggas scared to walk these streets
I aint trippin homie talk is cheap
Accapella or we can bark on a beat
And if that aint enough action i got
Seventeen pages in the little magazine i keep

[Mike:]
We got this place rockin' beat knockin non stopping
If ya'll are with it let me hear it now (yeah) yo

One time
for my Machine shop crew and then its
Two times
S.O.B and LP too and then its
Three times
Its Mike and Sixx on the track and
Four times
we do it like that

LETRA ' THE HARD WAY '-Fort Minor

Come with me
Let me walk in through the world that I currently stay in
You can take a look around and tell me if I’m mistaken
You can even talk to everybody that I live with
Maybe you could tell me why everybody’s so distant
Is it me or maybe, when I look around daily
I don’t even know the people I can put my trust in lately
People that I used to hang with now their actin’ to different
I’m still the same person why doesn’t anybody listen
Can somebody please just explain to me
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be
Right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through
And I’m losin’ hope

[chorus]
Deafening voices
That frequency inside my head that says
I’m going at it the hard way I focus
Get everything inside out of my brain that claims
I’m going at it the hard way

Come with me
Let me walk in through the world that I currently live in
Not a thing is forgotten, not a thing is forgiven
Nobody can hold their own underneath the weight but
Nobody can take the blame for their own mistakes so
What do you do when somebody lets you down
And you wanna say something but you can’t cause their not around
Inside you think they know the extent of the pain
But they won’t even admit that they were the one to blame
Can somebody please just explain to me
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be
Cause right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through
And I’m losin’ hope

[chorus]

Voices in my head

Can somebody please just explain to me
What happened to the way that we always said we’d be
Right now I dunno why I push through the pain that I got through
And I’m losin’ hope, give me one reason not to

[chorus]

LETRA ' THE BATTLE '-Fort Minor

These hungry rappers battle for a buck and some change
There really be kids starving
Give a fuck if it change
Shock rap
Not that
You get signed you might blow up
Release Party In Iraq.
You might blow up
I see you trying to think a few lines you might get at me with
Slap happy with babies who’re born with crack in they cribs
Too much to cram under you oversized titled
And the public system failed you
Either you ignore it or...

LETRA ' STRANGE THINGS '-Fort Mninor

[Verse 1:]
Everybody up
Let me introduce to you,
a man that herd of who you thought you knew,
give me a couple of seconds just to prove to you,
you never did, but let me give you a chance too,
I use to swear everybody had it in for me
people only wanted to talk to spit on me
so I'd paint pictures, draw alittle bit
and every time I'd was pissed off at some kid
I'd get home draw a little sketch
of any kid i hated with a knife in the neck
a pencil in the eye and a hole in the back,
i had a back pack of six sketches like that,
and over time people started to see
the pictures that i made, made alot of scence to me,
but it never ready made much of a difference,
they still talk shit, but not at close distance,
and that sucked because all I wanted to have
was alittle attention with the good and bad,
but over time I got sick of tryin
and kepth makin them pictures and keptn redrawin lines

[chorus:]
I dont know where im going with this im just reminisin and tellin the story of this
sit back and take in the story of the kid, as i look back at the strange things i did

[Verse 2:]
Everybody up
let me tell the truth to you
i never thought id be anyone you wished you knew,
and just thought id end up a stain on the wall,
something you want to fix because you've seen it all,
anyway back at psi
i had a class with this smart mouth friend of mine,
and we would sit in the back, the two of us combine,
we'd make fun of everybody just to pass the time,
now we did it quietly so no one heard,
a couple of nerds scentence full of pictures and words
until this kid heard we were callin him names and decided to get tough,
i remember he came up to me that day in front of half my friends and talk shit so loud people couldn't pretend they didn't hear him,
sayin he would beat my ass and i laughed
but he was serious and pushed me back,
at this point i was pretty confused,
this little bitch was all ampt so what could i do,
i should have come back at him for all to see,
but instead i just told him that it wasn't me

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
its like flat liners see that flick,
people dyin, come back saying crazy shit, people that they did wrong come back to attack them
and everyone that they hurt comes back for revenge,
well if that was ever going to happen to me,
I'd petentially would be attacked constently
but then again for all the pain in my pass
there'd be alot of people that had better watch there ass

LETRA ' SPRINTPAINT AND INK PENS '-Fort Minor

Lupe:
Uh
Spray paint and ink pens
I use
To write in every color I think in
To paint a picture
With every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah
The gallery is the beat then I (I....I....I)

Mike:
Yes
Ladies and gentlemen we have a special guest for you this evenin'
Ghost you ready?

Ghost:
Yo,
I verbally paint pictures
I'm the hoods best story teller
This about a young boy
Dealin with the older fellas
Promised him the lives
You see on TV
He ran packs across town
Like rhyme CD'S
And
Big chains, new cloths, Nike's and Reebok's
Stackin' too much loot
To squeeze in a shoe box
Savin'
He promised moms a crib in Atlanta
And his pops got killed through debt
He was a dealer
So he staged jazz
fox jump off the suit cases
no more cross town
Now he's crossin' them states, and
Seeing new faces
Not knowing who to trust
So when the door kicked open
They scream "This is a bust"
"Is it a set up?"
It seems funny a scuffle broke out
He got hit, dropped the cases
Spittin' blood out of his mouth
He walked four blocks to die
Tryin' to survive
And now all that's left is his mom
Screamin' "God Why?"

Lupe:
Uh
Spray paint and ink pens
I use
To write in every color I think in
To paint a picture
With every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah
The gallery is the beat then I (I....I....I)

Mike:
Yeah, Yeah
Let me begin by saying
"Shut the fuck up!"

Let me begin by saying
I don't think this man knew what he had in store
He opened the door and found the bag under the floor
Not a peep, Always working the lot
Get the flame, aim, POP
Open the box and take off
out the back of the pawn shop
Scoping the lot
Hoping the cops hadn't seen the plates on his car
He felt like he been hustling so hard
like a demon he pumped a cold heart
play it cool like Humphrey Bogart
Put the rings on his chain attached by both parts
He did the drop
One ring in a bag
Envelope, all the money he had
Left the money and the ring in a slow exhale
Two weeks went by
Got a box in the mail
In the box was a bullet made of gold
Melted down from the ring,
Recast with two rings and a band
And he stared at it sittin' the palm of his hand
And sat down next to a picture that sat on the nightstand
It was his wife in the picture on his side
With the ring on the finger on the week that she died
As he looked in the reflection, at those eyes so red
He put the bullet in a gun
And put it right in his head
Like that

Lupe:
Uh
Spray paint and ink pens
I use
To write in every color I think in
To paint a picture
With every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah
The gallery is the beat then I (I....I....I)

Lupe:
Uh, yeah
Uh

Mike: Fiasco

You know he didn't have enough power in his thrusters
To muster warp 5
Plus if he pushed it the fuel cells could rupture
then they would die
Then the galaxy would suffer, but he knew he had to try
But he couldn't risk it, put the cure in the escape pod and kissed it
Told her goodbye
She started to cry
But he knew if he could distract em
He could buy her some time and she could make it out alive
Turn the suit around and got prepared for the stand off
Space mind have Lou running the hands off
Damaged laser cannons and he got the system jammed
And he faced the whole fleet
Blood seeping through his teeth
the final saga in the seven planet wars
unsheethed the sword and
Then he charged forward
His eyes flashed behind the cracked cock pit glass
He let out a laugh
And then all she heard was a blast like

Lupe:
Uh
Spray paint and ink pens
I use
To write in every color I think in
To paint a picture
With every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah
The gallery is the beat then I (I....I....I)

Mike:
Yeah,
Ladies and gentlemen, this has been a fort minor production
Ghostface!
Fiasco!

Lupe:
Uh
Spray paint and ink pens

LETRA ' SPRAYPAINT AND INK PENS '-Fort Minor

Fort Minor, Minor
Fort Minor, Minor, Minor...

Uh, spraypaint and ink pens
I use to write in every color I think in
To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah, the gallery is the beat then I... I... I... I...

Yes, ladies and gentlemen
We have a special guest for you this evening
Ghost, you ready?

Yo, I verbally paint pictures, I'm the hood's best storyteller
This about a young boy dealing with the older fellas
Promised him the lives you see on TV
He ran packs across town like rhyme CD's
And big chains, new clothes, Nikes and Reeboks
Stacking too much loot to squeeze in a shoe box
Saving, he promised his mom a crib in Atlanta
And his pops got killed through debt, he was a dealer
So he staged jazz, fox jump off the suit cases
No more cross-town, now he's crossing them states and
Seeing new faces, not knowing who to trust
So when the door kicked open they scream "This is a bust"
"Is it a set up?", it seems funny, a scuffle broke out
He got hit, dropped the cases spitting blood out of his mouth
He walked four blocks to die trying to survive
And now all that's left is his mom screaming "God Why?"

Uh, spraypaint and ink pens
I use to write in every color I think in
To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah, the gallery is the beat then I... I... I... I...

Yeah, yeah, let me begin by saying "Shut the fuck up!"
Let my begin by saying I don't think this man knew what he had in store
He opened the door and found the bag under the floor
Not a peep, always working a lot, get the flame, aim, pop
Open the box and take off out the back of the pawn shop
Scoping the lot, hoping the cops hadn't seen the plates on his car
He felt like he been hustling so hard like a demon he pumped a cold heart
Play it cool like Humphrey Bogart, put the rings on his chain attached by both parts
He did the drop, one ring in a bag, envelope, all the money he had
Left the money and the ring in a slow exhale
Two weeks went by, got a box in the mail
In the box was a bullet made of gold
Melted down from the ring, recast with two rings and a band
And he stared at it sitting in the palm of his hand
And sat down next to a picture that sat on the nightstand
It was his wife in the picture on his side
With the ring on the finger on the week that she died
As he looked in the reflection, at those eyes so red
He put the bullet in a gun and put it right in his head like that

Uh, spraypaint and ink pens
I use to write in every color I think in
To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah, the gallery is the beat then I... I... I... I...
Uh, yeah, uh

Fiasco!

You know he didn't have enough power in his thrusters to muster Warp 5
Plus if he pushed it, the fuel cells could rupture then they would die
Then the galaxy would suffer but he knew he had to try
But he couldn't risk it, put the cure in the escape pod and kissed it
And told her goodbye, she started to cry, but he knew if he could distract 'em
He could buy her some time and she could make it out alive
Turn the suit around and got prepared for the stand off
Space mind had blew one of the hands off
Damaged laser cannons and he got the system jammed
And he faced the whole fleet, blood seeping through his teeth
The final saga in the seven planet wars
Unsheethed the sword and then he charged forward
His eyes flashed behind the cracked cockpit glass
He let out a laugh and then all she heard was a blast like

Uh, spraypaint and ink pens
I use to write in every color I think in
To paint a picture with every rhyme that I speak in
Yeah, the gallery is the beat then I... I... I... I...

Yeah, ladies and gentlemen
This has been a Fort Minor production
Ghostface! Fiasco!

Uh, spraypaint and ink pens

It's an expression coming out of a simple can of paint
Look, it's the easiest way for the average
kid to paint things using himself as the meaning of it
You gonna get into the gallery there soon, man
Why? I'm not gonna be famous one day
Why do you always say that?
Cause it's true

LETRA ' SPELL IT OUT '-Fort Minor

It’s like a triple-staged darkness, listen and drift
Every muscle in your skin starts to shake and shift
You can hate the gift, but my phrases daze your click
Spray your when i spit, i mean it
You’re just too conceited, repeating and repeating
You’re a thugged out gangster pimp ‘til you believe it
Seems like there’s too much pack, we don’t need it
I’m cool on your heat, you can keep it
It’s not a big secret, this is a game you can’t win
You’re singing the same thing, but we’re bringing the answer
Just close your eyes and pretend again that your skin
Isn’t as thin as the skin you’re in, bitch

Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real
So
Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real
(Right abou...)
Bitch
Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real
So
Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real

It’s like a triple-staged darkness, listen and drift
Every muscle in your skin starts to shake and shift
You can hate the gift, but my phrases daze your click
Spray your when i spit, i mean it
You’re just too conceited, repeating and repeating
You’re a thugged out gangster pimp ‘til you believe it
Seems like there’s too much pack, we don’t need it
I’m cool on your heat, you can keep it
It’s not a big secret, this is a game you can’t win
You’re singing the same thing, but we’re bringing the answer
Just close your eyes and pretend again that your skin
Isn’t as thin as the skin you’re in, bitch

Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real
So
Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real
(Right abou...)
Bitch
Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real
So
Give me a second just to spell it out
So nobody can twist what i’m talking about
I don’t have to fake anything i feel
Because we both know every word is real 

LETRA ' SLIP OUT THE BACK '-

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

Slip out the back before they know you were
there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared
Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared

I dont remember where i met him or remember his
name
But he walked funny like he was too big
for his frame
Just over five foot but he weighed a buck fifty
And what he said just seemed so right it
stuck with me
Listen its like poker you can play your best
But you got to know when to fold your
cards and take a rest
And know when to hold your cards and hold your breath
And hope that nobody else is stacking the deck because
I dont need to tell you that life isnt fair, it doesnt care
It arbitrarily cuts off your air, and like you i
want someone to say its okay But in the
truest parts of our hearts everybody's
afraid But just underappreciated and overwhelmed Fighting so
hard to hide our fear that were scaring ourselves
You understand when im saying that you always did
But its different in the words of a cowardly kid

Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared
Slip out the back before they know you were there
And at the worst you'll see nobody cares
Cos you dont wana be around when it all goes down
Even heroes know when to be scared

Im no hero, you remember how i was, you know
All i ever did was worry, feeling out of control
To the point where everything was going end over end
Im spinning around in circles again
This is where you come in
All of this to explain to you why
I had to separate myself away from yesterday's life
Please remember this isn't how i hoped it would be
But i had to protect you from me
Thats why i slipped out the back before you knew i was there
I know you felt unprepared
But every single time i was around i just bring you down
And i could tell that it was time to be scared
Thats why i slipped out the back before you knew
i was there And i know the way i left wasnt fair
I didnt want to be around just to bring you down
Im not a hero but dont think i didnt care

LETRA ' S.C.O.M. '-Fort Minor

Ugh, Shinoda, that's right, Ryu
Celph Titled, yeah, Demigodz
Dipset, Juelz Santana
And of course, Fort Minor
Let's go

It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
F.M. D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's

I came from pumping 60K out the trunk switchblades
Sticky stuff nicknames itchy braids bitch made
Faggots my shit's changed my cabbage is picked man
Rollin' twenties up like Snoop Doggy dog's crypt gang
But I'm out for the crown housin I'm buckin' 'em down
Dousin' and dunkin' these fuckin punks in a bucket and bounce
When I get up in the game beware
Put a pimp on a hope and then say your prayers
Got this ocean so damn potent player
Put you on a throne like a broken chair
You know its a move no crack for the gods and goons
We back you talk about gats but dont actually use 'em
But I'm happy to do it because this is demigodz
Celph Titled, Ryu with Tak, Apathy stupid

From bottom to top choppin them rocks
Cockin the glock no more of that
Now I just hop in the drop and go
To the most popular spots
With ho's and they know they go
I went from pumpin' that white stuff
To bein up in them white clubs
Like hey I got dubs still pumpin that white stuff
Plus I fuck with the white boys skaters and bike boys
Who may act different but the struggles alike boy
Shinoda know that if there's a problem I'm coming over yo
Quick fast in a hurry not needing to overdose
And I mean that just call if you need that
The best of both different worlds not often they see that

Like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
F.M. D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
Like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's

We like these rappers here that you have to fear
We smacking queers murder extortion
Hustlin' nothin' stopin' this movement
I swear we gettin' to the top this year
Got your ears all eyes on me old school 80's guy that's me
Hip hop head female rappers give me dome
That's just that hip hop head flip off the feds it's been said
I'm out my mind to the fullest alone in the crib buggin
Fuckin with russian roulette with six bullets
Won't never free my guns but fo' sho' we lettin them triggers go
Sparkin that weapon yous a thousand miles from me
You far from perfection and that's just room for thought
I'm movin the bar rap entrepenuer rap lord
Come to the hood I'll bring you in through that trap door
It's Demigodz and it's Dipset it's Doe Rakers and it's Byrd Gang
That's Ryu Celph and Santana the best rap singers you ever heard

Like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
F.M. D.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z.
Like oh, ohhh, ohhhh
D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's

When my situation ain't improvin'
I'm trying to murder everything movin'

Demigodz, Celph Titled the Rubik's Cuban
Ryu the Beast, Shinoda the Cobra Holder
You a fool for this beat, Santana the Great
This has been a Demigodz Dipset Feature Presentation

We'll slap the beeswax right out your grill! Hold up!

LETRA ' RIGHT NOW '-Fort Minor

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

Someone in the car sitting at a signal in front of a
restaraunt staring through the window at someone right
now with their finger in their teeth who could use a little floss

Right across the street theres somebody on the curb
who really needs a jacket spent half 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 yo no im just taking it in out the window of a hotel
bedroom again tommorrow ill be gone I dont know when
ill be back and this world everything can change just like
that, that, just like that, just like that that, just like that,
just like that

Yo somebody right now is dropping his vote inside a box
and trying not to get shot in his throat

For the act of freedom right now somebody is stuck in
Iraq hoping that he gets shipped back breathing in a war
that hes not really sure of the reasons so we show our
support when the press mislead them though we more then
remain proud and salute the troops get some I know you
boys got some work to do

Meanwhile right now someones 25 to life and is stading
on the corner with their thumb up hitchiking stratching off
a lotto ticket hoping for a real winner sneaking through the
water just to work and to eat a real dinner

Right now someone wishes they were you were not instead
of second guessing freedom thoughts of quiet suicide

But right now im staring at the window at a frame with holes
in his arm and holes in his jeans he pulled out his siger
and sparked the light and walked right around the corner just
outta my sight

But yo im just taking it in from the second story hotel
window again, the TV\'s on, and my bags are packed, but
in this world everything can change just like that, like that,
like that, like that,

[Repeat]

Ya right now somebody sitting in the darkness trying to
figure out how to put some heat in their apartment but
they got a little matress and a little carpet and they
appreciate it cause some people own apartments

You seem them when you rushing to get to the office wife
robbed blind when she coming from the market right now
somebody coming out from the pocket trying to dump
that rock they run around the block with at the same time the
cops is raising the block with aint for your legs and back with
some hot shit

Right now somebody struggling to stop this man whos kick
and punching and cussing at the doctors

Down the hall the child taking his first breath the doctors
aint even passed him to the nurse yet yo I wonder if he
understands what its worth yet like the time spent while we
here on the earth yet the answer to the question that we all
seek to be found at the general how all free your fate

Right now its somebody who aint eat all week that would kill
for the shit that you throw away in the street I guess ones
mans trash is the next mans treaure one mans pain is the
next mans pleasure one say infinity the next say forever right
now erbody got to get it together man

Im just taking it in another strange hotel lobby again put
my luggage on my back i dont know where im at im in world
where we all change just like that, like that, like that, just
like that, like that, just like that

Just like that, Just like that
[repeat]

LETRA ' RED TO BLACK '-Fort Minor

I had a friend named Victor
The two of us used to hang every single day
And it seemed like overnight
That his whole life just changed
I know when his mom and dad broke up
It didn't make sense
But i know that his dad was a drunk
And he gambled away the rent

Pretty soon Vic was seeing red
Pissed off and instead
Hed drink every night until he passed out
And then hed do it all again
The whole time spelling on the outside
To cover the pain
But on the inside
All he was trying to do was get away

Trying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday
Go slipping through the cracks

Yo, Funny how things change color
Than fade to another shade
When you had it made it was all good
But now look just another day
It was so fresh
It was so clean
Never saw it gone
One, two, three
Lights out, which way to turn
Can't get a grip
All alone in a big white house
Every day gets worse
And you just curse until your head bursts
And it hurts so bad she left
You think to yourself
I shoulda thought of that one first
No family, no kids
Cant accept what you did
Now you wanna run away
But you can't
Cause the past comes back again

Slippin through the cracks
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, out of debt, out of dodge
Out of breath, out of this big problem
My pops wanna get away from the pain
In a better place in his brain
But the medication he takes
Makes him wasted
So sick if hes gonna faint
The good lord would come take him
Im shaking now wake up
You son of a bitch!

He's dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday
Go slipping through the cracks
Hiding himself away
Watching all the memories fade away
From red to black

He's dying to get away
Let the pain of yesterday
Go slipping through the cracks
Hiding himself away
Watching all the memories fade away
From red to black

Slipping through the cracks
Slipping through the cracks
Slipping through the cracks

LETRA ' PETRIFIED '-Fort Minor

No-no-no-not not re-re-ready yo!
Not re-re-ready yo!
We 'bout to drop it steady, yo!
So do it like that, like that, like that
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!)

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's 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 could quit and get it back like i'm riding a bike
Like stop
Bring it back
Bring it back

We got that balance keeping us on track
That ya' get when 'ya movin quick, with no slow
You stare like you don't care
But you do it though i know

I know
You really must be so lonely
Puffed up, lookin' tough, but so phony
You and your boys, you don't know me
You really wanna hole me? show me, homie.

Lets get it over with for good
I got a friction addiction i wish you would
Machine shop rockin' when we step inside
And we got everybody so petrified

Now why is everybody so petrified?
(What!)
Petrified?
(What!)
Step aside
And just drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)

Listen you are not ready
Like children in a building you can't stand steady
It must be the beat so heavy
Cos i'm panic attacks like a crack in the levy

Give you that Robert Plant
Dancing days are back
Feeling all in the track an' in fact
For those knowing the name
I'm back with some brand new crack
You can do it like that

You really must be so lonely
Puffed up, lookin' tough, but so phony
You and your boys, you don't know me
You really wanna hole me?
Show me, homie

Tough talk doesn't mean a thing
you know yourself you know when we're up in a scene
Its machine shop rockin' when we step inside
And we got everybody so petrified

Now why is everybody so petrified?
(What!)
Petrified?
(What!)
Step aside
And just drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)

Now why is everybody so petrified?
(What!)
Petrified?
(What!)
Step aside
And just drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)
Drop that
(Come on!)

No-no-no-not not re-re-ready yo!
Not re-re-ready yo!
We 'bout to drop it steady, yo!
So do it like that, like that,
like that, like that, like that, like that

No-no-no-not not re-re-ready yo!
Not re-re-ready yo!
We 'bout to drop it steady, yo!
So do it like that, like that,
like that, 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!)

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
Bring it back
We got that balance keeping us on track

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

Like stop
Bring it back
We got that balance keeping us on track
Like stop
Bring it back
We got that balance keeping us on track
Like Stop stop...stop...stop...stop...
'Chine shop

LETRA ' OUTRO '-Fort Minor

Ladies and gentlemen
You are tuned into the Fort Minor mixtape
Yo, Green, tell 'em what the name of the mixtape is

Fort Minor, of course
It's always a pleasure, Mike, where we go?

Fort Minor, We Major

Gotta say "What up?" to my executive producer: Mr. S dot Carter
"What up?" to Ghostface, Fiasco, Sixx John
Bishop Lamont, Trek Life, Celph Titled, Apathy
Scoop De Ville, Styles of Beyond, Machine Shop

The Rising Tied in stores November 22

LETRA ' NOBODY'S LISTENING '-Fort Minor

Let's go, peep the style and the kids checkin' for it
The number one question is "How could you ignore it?"
We drop right back in the cut, the evil genius track
In Mike's raps got you backin' this up like, rewind that
Just rollin' with the rhythm
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division
With these nonstop lyrics of life-livin'
Not to be forgotten but still unforgiven
But in the meantime there are those
Who wanna talk this and that so I suppose
It gets to a point where feeling's gotta get hurt
And get dirty with the people spreadin' the dirt
It's like

I try to give you warning but everyone ignores me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times, stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly but you don't want to hear me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times, stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening

I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress
Handful of anger held in my chest
And everything left's a waste of time
I hate my rhymes but hate everyone else's more
I'm ridin' on the back of this pressure
Guessin' that it's better, I can't keep myself together
Cause all of this stress gave me somethin' to write on
The pain gave me somethin' I could set my sights on
You never forget the blood, sweat and tears
The uphill struggle over years
The fear and trash talkin' and the people it was to
What up to the Militia and the LPU

I try to give you warning but everyone ignores me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times, stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly but you don't want to hear me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times, stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening

We got a heart full of pain, head full of stress
Nobody's listening
Handful of anger held in my chest
Nobody's listening
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat and tears
Nobody's listening
Y'all watch your back, Machine Shop is here

Fort Minor, We Major, We Major, We Major

Let's go!

LETRA ' MY BEDROOM '-Fort Minor

Yah
Like that y'all
Uh huh
Like...that
Fort minor, sob
Yah
Like this..listen

Mike- attention please
I only need a second
To make a mental impression directly on any record so
Gimme space to move, room to prove i'm stupid with the p's and q's
Ladies and gentlemen i'm sendin' you bendin'
Pretendin' the pen is a needle i'm injectin' the venom
And i'll be damned if i let another man get to me
I'll bruise you with a shoe to the family jewelry
I'm back with fury attack quickly
Sick with a bic pen all up in your shit man
Ya never knew the flow was sick as this (bitch listen)
And now i'm lettin' you know
Gotta grip on these tracks
That you wish you got
Gotta clique full of assholes, i kid you not
So when that mixtape's done and that album drops
Ryu and tak and me got it loaded and locked
Believe it

Ryu- you still breathin'? i'm cockin' and squeezin'
( ? ) nope, i don't give a fuck who sees it
Broad days sittin' sideways
Stuffed in a small cave for three fuckin' weeks 'til you reek like dog waste
Really, i put a punk in his place
Let's see if he freestyles with a pump in his face
Got somethin' to say? please. better keep it a secret
The streets got hideous ways of handin' him beef bits
So eat shit, hate it or love it
The underdogs on top
Gettin' faded tellin' people to suck it
Buckin' 'em down for real while you fuckin' around
I'm stuck in the house for months tryin to sharpen my skills
So how does it feel?
You maynes wanna claim my throne
You got a better chance gettin
Danny hayes on the phone
Good luck. i flame suckers 'til they're black and crispy
Sneakin' heat up in the club like a flask of whisky

Tak- i'm here to crack the roof in
You got a nice watch, but your raps are useless
You better cut the crap 'fore i snap some nooses
And leave you ( ? ) losin' on some afternoon sheee-it
I hit the streets with a (cake and batter?) for fun
Just to spit bleach in his face
It's lunchtime punk, open the face
Hit you with a punchline 'til you choke on your teeth
Catch me at the show rockin' in that tipsy mode
Like angels and demons unlockin' davinci's code
One drop in the (cannister?) people split the globe
Blowin' every planet to shit once i hit the road
You in the tight bitch, cut you with apathy
I'm on the night shift see i hustle like cassidy

LETRA ' MOVE ON '-Fort Mino

This is not a story that you've heard or you know
Everyone in black from the head to the toe
And I'm sitting in the back in the very last row
Hearing everyone ask why I had to go

Ladies and gentlemen we're gathered here today
To talk about the end in a friend gone away
Talking about pretending they don't know what to say
And they're tripping over words but they're talking anyway
Mingling and singing all these really sad songs
Talking of what I did right and forgetting all my wrongs
Saying how they'll miss me so much now that I'm gone
Man this is depressing
Let's move on

Let's move on
Come back to life like the light of the dawn
It's like a tightrope just move right along
Don't look down and don't step wrong
We don't have time so just move on

Friends from my past wiping tears on their sleeve
In between people that were never close to me
And as I turn my back on everyone to leave
I know that I'll be back to see them all eventually
I've gotta go away just to try something new
Cause what I'm used to isn't all that I can do
Just a change of scenery, just another view
Take it back to the beginning
Take it back to the roots

Let's move on
Come back to life like the light of the dawn
It's like a tightrope just move right along
Don't look down and don't step wrong
We don't have time so just move on
Come back to life like the light of the dawn
It's like a tightrope just move right along
Don't look down and don't step wrong
We don't have time so just move on

Just move on
Just move-

LETRA ' KENJI '-Fort Minor

Let me tell you the story of a former decree,
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 cater for you, it was World War II,
When this man named Kenji moved up,
Ken was not a soldier,
He was just a man with a family who owned a
store in LA,
That day, he crawled out of bed like he always did,
Bacon and eggs with wife and kids,
He lived on the second floor of a little store he ran,
He moved to LA from Japan,
They called him \'Immigrant,\'
In Japanese, he\'d say he was called \"Esay,\"
That meant \'First Generation In
The United States,\'
When everyone was afraid of the Germans, afraid of the
Japs,
But most of all afraid of a homeland attack,
And that morning when Ken went out on the doormat,
His world went black \'cause,
Right there; front page news,
Three weeks before 1942,
\"Pearl Harbour\'s Been Bombed And The Japs Are
Comin\',\"
Pictures of soldiers dyin\' and runnin\',
Ken knew what it would lead to,
Just like he guessed, the President said,
\"The evil Japanese in our home country will be locked
away,\"
They gave Ken, a couple of days,
To get his whole life packed in two bags,
Just two bags, 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 gun,
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.

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 in,
He gave to the troops in a basket his wife made,
But in the back of his mind, he wanted his families life
saved,
Prisoners of war in their own damn country,
What for?
Time passed in the prison town,
He wanted them to live it down when they were free,
The only way out was joinin\' the army,
And supposedly, some men went out for the army, signed on,
And ended up flyin\' to Japan with a bomb,
That 15 kilotonne blast, put an end to the war pretty fast,
Two cities were blown to bits; the end of the war came
quick,
Ken got out, big hopes of a normal life, with his kids
and his wife,
But, when they got back to their home,
What they saw made them feel so alone,
These people had trashed every room,
Smashed in the windows and bashed in the doors,
Written on the walls and the floor,
\"Japs not welcome anymore.\"
And Kenji dropped both of his bags at his sides and just
stood outside,
He, looked at his wife without words to say,
She looked back at him wiped the tears away,
And, said \"Someday we\'ll be okay, someday,\"
Now the names have been changed, but the stories true,
My family was locked up back in \'42,
My family was there when it was dark and dim,
And they called it an internment camp

LETRA ' IT'S GOING DOWN '-Fort Minor

Watch them flee... watch them flee
Rap rap rap up
Watch them flee
Hip-hop hits
And you do it like this

Say it's [it's]
Going [going]
Down [down] [4x]

It's going down
The rhythm projects 'round the next sound
Reflects the complex hybrid dialect now
Detects the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futuresque style
The combination of vocal caress
With lungs the gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
And a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage

It's going down
The logical progression on the timeline
The seperation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
A logical progression on the timeline
The seperation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down [2x]

Put it out for the world to see
Lp and sob to the 10th degree (it's goin down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (it's going down) [2x]

It's going down

Once again it is
Composed sentences
All together venomous
The four elements of natural force
Projected daily through the sound of the source
Everybody on board as we blend
The sword with the pen
The mightiest the weapons
Swinging right from the chin
To elevate of mental states
Long gone with the wind
To defend men from shoddy imitation pretends
It's going down
Style assimilation readily
Trekking through the weaponry
Of the pure pedigree
Cleverly seeing through whatever is ahead of me
Whatever the weather be
We invent the steadily
It's going down sub-terrestrial high
I rhyme regiment that's calling the shots
Execution of collaborative plots
Ready to bring the seperation of style to a stop

It's going down
The logical progression on the timeline
The seperation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down
A logical progression on the timeline
The seperation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it's going down

Put it out for the world to see
Lp and sob to the 10th degree (it's goin down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (it's going down) [2x]

[...]

It's goin down
Put it out for the world to see
Lp and sob to the 10th degree (it's goin down)
Nobody in the world is safe
When we melt down the wax in your record crate (it's going down) [2x]

LETRA ' INTRODUCTION '-Fort Minor

Best Underground Hip Hop
With-with big sounds
With-with big sounds
That's what takes it over
Cause the sounds are so big

The richness of the music and everything
I knew it was gonna be something serious