Unreleased Songs

Fort Minor Unreleased Songs Lyrics
1.The Hard Way

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)


2.THERE THEY GO

Yeah, ladies and gentlemen, pleased to meet you
I go by the name of Sixx John
Of course you know Mike Shinoda

Uh oh, let's go
One time
For my Machine Shop crew
And then it's two times
S.O.B. and L.P. too
And then it's three times
It's Mike and Sixx on the track
And then four times
When we come in through the back they're saying

Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go
Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go

Dangerous bitch, ya can't really hang with us and this
Everybody's so afraid of us, shit
Makes me wanna hang it up and quit
Forget about all the things you heard before
'Bout time that we're kicking down your door
Everybody's gonna hit the fuckin' floor
Please Mike don't hurt me anymore
I don't gotta have a secret lie or an alibi
Everybody knows why I'm here
Not just for some crack, get a bottle
Let's crack you over the head with a bottle of beer
So just listen up there powder-puff
Better believe that I'm not playing
You can love it, you can hate
But don't mistake it, everybody's saying

Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go
Oh no, close the door
Shut the lights and start the show
Better let everybody know
Get on the mic and there they go

What you really wanna do is this
Just make believe that I don't exist
It's annoying just for you
You could scream all day 'til your face is blue
I'm getting in your head and you know it too
My man Sixx John understand though
The way that he flows, you can call him Rambo
Never missed a shot, never run outta ammo
Come out wit' heat like a goddamned commando
And add in S.O.B., Ryu, Tak, Vin Skully
Cheapshot and now you see, fuck with me? Nah! Sixx!

Oh no, uh oh, whatever you get when you see that door closed
I'm a bail through the back straight to the bar so I can act a
fool
I figured you guys would get a little surprise
Your eyes wide when it's me and Mike Shinod
I'm just plain ol Sixx John from the Nam district
This is not supposed, I still talk with awkward speech
I'm 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 ain't trippin homie
Talk is cheap, acapellla or we can walk on a beat
And if that ain't enough action
I got seventeen pages in this little magazine I keep

We got this place rocking beat knocking, non stoppin'
If ya'll all with it let me hear it now, yeah, yo
We got this place rocking beat knocking, non stoppin'
If ya'll all with it let me hear it now, yeah, yo

One time
For my Machine Shop crew
And then it's two times
S.O.B. and L.P. too
And then it's three times
It's Mike and Sixx on the track
And then four times
We do it like that, like that, like that, like that

Fort Minor, Shinoda, Machine Shop, Green Lantern
Better be ridiculous, how sick is this?


3.BE SOMEBODY

Ugh, M.S., Lupe
You know I'm a fan, man, I'm a real fan
Gonna be somebody
Feel real honored to be up in here, you know I'm saying?
Gonna be someone
They had to bring out the expensive mics for this one
Gonna be somebody
You know I'm saying the $7,000 headphones for this one here,
know I'm sayin'?
Gonna be someone
Come on, talk to me

This is a story of them against us, win or lose
Forcing your feet into someone else's shoes
Everybody's got something to say
That we ought to live their way, what we're doing's not okay
In this world, everybody's got a chip
On both sides of the neck, got no respect, wait up a sec
You ever feel like the pressure's too much to take? Too much
weight?
Ladies and gentlemen, if anybody can hear me right now, please
shout back
We're not the only ones feeling so trapped in the dream of
somebody else
In fact, they got their heads full of some overblown scheme
Opportunity they missed back when they were sixteen
And all they want to do is push you to be that
And all you want to do is scream back

Gonna be somebody
For anybody telling me I can't, yeah
Gonna be someone
For anyone who told me I had no chance
Gonna be somebody
I'm telling you the time has come, like that
Gonna be someone
And maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done

We don't sleep to dream, we sleep to build stamina
Energy to do our thing, get your camera
Cause this ride is about to begin
Sit down and buckle it in, let me say it again
In this world, everybody's got a chip
On both sides of the neck, got no respect, wait up a sec
When I was young, they said the odds of making it were slim to
none
Ladies and--Fuck it, I'm tired of them saying the dream you have
doesn't exist
Telling you you're worthless, saying you should quit
Basically telling you that you'll never be shit
Really, they're pissed cause they'll never acheive
Some opportunity they missed back when they were sixteen
And all they want to do is push you to be that
And all you want to do is scream back

Uh, did God think you're crazy mumbling to yourself in the
basement all day
Uh, uh, uh and to yourself, my pops didn't dig it with shovelin
it to myself
My boys used to get it, they dug it because they felt
My undertakin' took me, I was making in my stealth
A wealth of rhymes of crazy, I would chuckle to myself
Then they went into the mental rolodex
See I'm 'bout heart like my brain in my chest
And I took 'em to school where subjects were getting felt
Books under my seat, notebook layin on my desk
My teacher's like 'Mr. Jacko?', 'Yes?'
'With all that knowledge, you ain't trying to college?
Be a lawyer or a doctor, and get a whole lot of dollas?
Rather degrade woman and glorify violence?'
Well, work that works for me might not work for you
No homework? I got work to do

Gonna be somebody
For anybody telling me I can't, yeah
Gonna be someone
For anyone who told me I had no chance
Gonna be somebody
I'm telling you the time has come, like that
Gonna be someone
And maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done
I'm finally done


4.Second to None


It's the real authentic, leave ya'll dented,
Forget what ya heard,
If I said it, I meant it.
Did it for real, while ya'll pretended,
Back for more, startin' the war to end it.
Raw,
Rip it like you're workin' a chainsaw,
from New York to Cali, New Jersey to Crenshaw.
Speak the gift, while y'all plead the fifth,
My team is sick, we eat, sleep, and breath this shit.
Rough and rugged, kill'em soft,
we don't leave one standin', when we're breakin' 'em off.
Takin' a loss?
Not a chance in your life,
if bein' fresh is wrong, I don't wanna be right.

Stop, drop and roll, we got soul,
safety popped off when we lock and load, so,
This is how we get this done,
you can check on the rep, yep, second to none.

Check on the rep,
second to none, yeah.

This is how we get this done,
you can check on the rep, second to none.

Check on the rep,
second to none, yeah.

This is how we get this done,
you can check on the rep, second to none.


Yo,
Check the rep, yep, nuff respect,
if not for the jewels I drop,
the chunky neck,
I'm funky fresh, equipped with a rusty Tek,
Am I the best?
Well I gotta put it bluntly, Yes.
You can't touch me, the flows'll getcha,
Squeeze breath outta ya chest, like boa constrictors.
I'm a killer, and I usually know my victims,
so I catch a lotta bodies on the homie system, uh.
Don't get it twisted, I'll break ya jaw,
you'll be sippin' fried chicken, thru a crazy straw.
Liquid diet bitch, we official pirates,
I ghost-ride the ghost ship, drinkin' and drivin', yeah.

You ain't nuthin' but a whiny kid,
who cries like a wimp, cause nobody rides with him,
I ain't a thug pimp gangsta, or grimy dun,
you can check on the rep, yup, second to none (one...)


Check on the rep,
second to none, yeah.

This is how we get this done,
you can check on the rep, second to none.

Check on the rep,
second to none, yeah.

This is how we get this done,
you can check on the rep, second to none.


Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Bend over benz, when i step in the gate,
You can find me at the gym, bench pressin' the weight.
Gettin' deisel on that ass, and I'm so disgustin',
I'ma tell the whole god-dang globe to suck it,
I'm bad
Now you feel sumthin surround you,
My chemical mix, that gotchu pumpin' the volume.
The audience close in and then they had a reaction,
similar to explosions offa battery acid
Ma rhyme's a razor, to slash ya neck with,
So findin' ma trip pass, Winnetka Exit.
Into the dungeon, whatcha bring in the bucket?
no ones hearin' ya screams, so start playin' the trumpet.

I'm outta ya reach now, so gimme some rocket fuel,
hooked it with Beatdown, and did the impossible.
A couple a months later, the record was done,
you can check on the rep, yup, second to none.


Check on the rep,
second to none, yeah.

This is how we get this done,
you can check on the rep, second to none.

Check on the rep,
second to none, yeah.

This is how we get this done,
you can check on the rep, second to none.