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Music Lyrics :: Hip Hop - Rap Lyrics :: Fort Minor Lyrics

Fort Minor Lyrics

Back Home
Believe Me
High Road
Petrified
Remember The Name
Right Now
Where'd You Go?

Back Home

Chorus:
Back home
Everybody's searching for somethin'
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'
Back home
Ain't nobody hoping and praying
'Cause they feel like nothing can save 'em
And they try to hold out but they can't fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
'Cause ain't a damn thing free
Back home

Common:
Back home / they holler "disciple" and "blackstone"
Same block the freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched / The guns clap on
There's liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs
I travel the world just to come back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like black music
I'm attached to it
In many ways this city raised me / and gave me
The drama, honor, and bravery
The streets seem hollow / when I go to Chicago
It's cheap wine and sorrow
Times is hard to swallow
In search of God's tomorrow / I borrow words from the
Bible / and use them for survival / gangs rival
Signs painted on walls like hiero / glyphics
I tell 'em that this is all tribal
Used to do dirt / Shorty's goin' through the same cycle
And trials like Michael / tryin' not to stay idle

Chorus

Ryu:
Back home it's not Compton but close
The same problems exist and the pain throbbin'
And folks are so common
It don't / really bother us much we just swallow it / uh
Crack the bottle and smoke / hope tomorrow something
Magical happens that'll put me back in the biz
But the chances of it acutally happening's kinda slim
Back home / we get the good life at a glimpse
In the form of a rap star, drug dealers, and pimps
I'm back home

Tak:
Back home / I try my best to keep it together it's cold
Like the Windy City streets of December
I pace back and forth / looking for the courage to shine
But can't lap the source / need something to nourish my mind
I know we all lose quite a bit in life
Only to gain some
Life or the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night / so I'm used to the shade
And never lose sight / bringing truth back to the game

Mike:
Back home / We've got a lot of shit on our minds
We're always behind on something cause there's not enough time
And we're non-stop / bottom line / doing what we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hospital
Back home there's people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus
Focus is overrated
Cause you see every blemish and mistake and can't change it
Back home is Alvarado / K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know
Where figures shiver / living right in the littler
Where kids write bigger / right inside the LA river
On the concrete / a symbol of our everyday way
Its that color and concentration over heavy and grey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I'll be half a day away from the place where I stay

Chorus

we takin' it back home ya'll
yeah its common sense(yeah)
my guy mike (what up com)
SOB (uhuh)
yeah thats how we rotate
its good music (hahaha)
hip hop (it dont stop)
its home for me baby (yeah)

Believe Me

High Road

Lets go ya'll

These people are running off at the mouth
Tryin to convince me that I'm running on empty
Tryin to convince themselves that the record with Jay was a fluke
That the record that I'm makin is a mistake
and I cant take this
Lemme 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 them 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 callin
under the breath talkin
rumors and labels and categorization
I'm like a struggling doctor, No patients
But you can say what you want about me
keep talkin while I'm walkin away
(Bitches)

You can say what you have to say
'cause my mind's 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 mind's made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it's not gonna work today

You people are running off at the mouth
Tryin to make me take myself off safety
Tryin to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built
buildin up some mistaken information
and I cant take this
Lemme spell it out plain for you
angry groups complain about the things we do
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 asking me the names that I'm not sayin
but im tryin not to mention the names of people who wanna siphon attention
You like the hype of pretendin you're part of the picture won't pass
You're like a high school dropout, no class
You can say what you want about me
keep talkin while i'm walkin away
(bitch)

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's 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
cuz my mind's 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
Is anybody out there listening?
Cuz I cant stand to keep this in
All I really want, I'll say again

You can say what you have to say
cuz my mind's 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
cuz my mind's made up anyway
all that bullshit you talk might work a lot
but it's not gonna work today

Petrified

Remember The Name

[Intro]
You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

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

[Mike]
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 f**k 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!

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

[Ryu]
It's just 20% skill
80% beer, Be
a 100% clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought 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 had the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof, I heard he f**kin with S. Dot!

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

[Ryu]
They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire and Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a f**kin 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!

[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
He often thinks its a common artist's 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 (juice)
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do and give 100%

[Mike]
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 motherf**kers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!

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

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

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

Right Now

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

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

Right across the street there's somebody on the curb who really needs a jacket spent half a grand at a
bar getting plastered now he's gotta walk fourteen blocks to work at a shop where he's 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 she's wrote the best thing 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 it's like to be right there in his shoes

[Chorus]
But no I'm just taking it in out the window of a hotel bedroom again tomorrow I'll be gone I don't know
when I'll be back and this world everything can change just like that, that, just like that, just like that
that, just like that, just like that

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

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

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

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

But right now I'm staring at the window at a fiend with holes in his arm and holes in his jeans he pulled
out a cigarette and sparked a light and walked right around the corner just outta my sight

But yo I'm 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 somebodys sittin' in the darkness trying to figure out how to put some heat in their
apartment but they got a little mattress a little carpet and they appreciate it cause some people on a park bench you see 'em when you rushing to get to the office wife ride by em when she comin' from the market right now somebody comin' out the pocket tryin' to dump that rock they runnin around the block with same time cops is raisin' the glock with aim to fill your legs and your back with some hot shit right now somebody's strugglin' to stop this man thats kicking and punching cussing at the doctors down the hall a child is takin' his first breath the doctors ain't even passed him to the nurse yet yo I wonder if he understand what it's worth yet like the time spent on while we hear on the earth yet the answers to the questions we all seek can be found it depend on how free y'all think right now its somebody who ain't eat all week that would kill for the shit you throw away in the street I guess one man's trash is another man's treasure one mans pain is the next mans pleasure one say infinity the next say forever right now everybody got to get it together man

Im just taking it in another strange hotel lobby again put my luggage on my back I dont know where I'm at
I'm 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]

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 being 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 trying to stay by the phone,
'Cause your voice always helps me and I 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 f**ked 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?"

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...

Come back home...
You know the place where you used to live,
Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs,
Used to have a little party every Halloween with candy by the pile,
But now, you only stop by every once in a while,
Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time,
With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,
I'm doin' fine, I 'm planin' to keep it that way,
You can call me if you find you have somethin' to say,
And I'm tellin' you, I want you to know it's a little f**ked 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?"

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 f**ked 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...