DJ Green Lantern - Nobody's listening (evil genius remix)
Let's go!
Yeah. Green Lantern, Mike Shinoda.
Yo, Green, tell 'em what the name of the mixtape is.
(Fort Minor, We Major.)
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 trackin'
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 tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times,
stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening!
Called 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's up to the Militia
And the LPU!? (Haha!)
I tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times,
stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening!
Called 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)
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
Yeah. Green Lantern, Mike Shinoda.
Yo, Green, tell 'em what the name of the mixtape is.
(Fort Minor, We Major.)
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 trackin'
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 tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times,
stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening!
Called 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's up to the Militia
And the LPU!? (Haha!)
I tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me
(I told you niggas nine, ten times,
stop fuckin' with me)
But nobody's listening!
Called 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)
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
C'mon homie, we major, we major.
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