Song | Nobody's Listening (Green Lantern remix) |
Artist | DJ Green Lantern |
Artist | Fort Minor |
Album | 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 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! |
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 lifelivin' | |
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! |