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Nobody
Listening
[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]
Peep the
style and the kids checking for it
The number one question
is
How could you ignore it
We drop right back in the
cut
Over basement tracks
With raps that got you backing this
up like (rewind that)
We're just rolling with the rhythm
Rise
from the ashes of stylistic division
With these non-stop lyrics
of life living
Not to 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 feelings gotta get hurt
And get
dirty with the people spreading the dirt
[Chorus: Chester]
Try to give you
warning
But everyone ingnores me
(Told you everything loud and
clear)
But nobody's listening
Call to you so clearly
But
you don't want to hear me
(Told you everything loud and
clear)
But nobody's listening
[Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]
I got
a
Heart full of pain/head full of stress
Handful of anger/held
in my chest
And everythings left is a waste of time
I hate my
rhymes
(But hate everyone else's more)
I'm riding on the back
of this pressure
Guessing that it's better
I can't keep myself
together
Because all of this stress
Gave me something to write
on
The pain gave me something
I could set my sights on
You
never forget the blood, sweat, and tears
The uphill struggle over
the years
The fear and trash talking
And the peopleit was
to
And the people that started it
Just like you
[Chorus]
I got a
Heart full of pain/head
full of stress
Handful of anger/held in my chest
Uphill
stuggle/blood, sweat, and tears
Nothing to gain/everything to
fear
(scratches)
Coming at you at every
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