• If Everone Cared:


    From underneath the trees, we watch the sky
    Confusing stars for satellites
    I never dreamed that you'd be mine
    But here we are, we're here tonight

    Singing Amen, I'm alive
    Singing Amen, I'm alive

    [CHORUS]
    If everyone cared and nobody cried
    If everyone loved and nobody lied
    If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
    We'd see the day when nobody died

    And I'm singing

    Amen I, I'm alive
    Amen I, I'm alive

    And in the air the fireflies
    Our only light in paradise
    We'll show the world they were wrong
    And teach them all to sing along

    Singing Amen I'm alive
    Singing Amen I'm alive

    [CHORUS (X2)]

    And as we lie beneath the stars
    We realize how small we are
    If they could love like you and me
    Imagine what the world could be

    If everyone cared and nobody cried
    If everyone loved and nobody lied
    If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
    We'd see the day when nobody died

    We'd see the day, we'd see the day
    When nobody died
    We'd see the day, we'd see the day
    When nobody died
    We'd see the day when nobody died
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    Remember the Name (censored):




    feat. Styles of Beyond
    [Intro - Mike Shinoda]
    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]
    This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
    Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
    Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
    And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

    [Verse - Mike Shinoda]
    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*** 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!

    [Verse - 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, to get some respect
    He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
    And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

    [Verse - Ryu]
    It's just twenty percent skill
    Eighty percent fear
    Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
    Who would've thought that 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 have the stupidest verse?
    This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
    His stock's through the roof I heard he f***in with S. Dot!

    [Chorus]

    [Verse - Ryu]
    They call him Ryu The Sick
    And he's spittin fire with Mike
    Got him out the dryer he's hot
    Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
    Been a f***in annihilist porcupine
    He's a p****k, he's a c**k
    The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get s**t
    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 s**t is equally dope
    You wont believe the kind of s**t that comes out of this kid's throat

    [Verse - 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
    People think its a common owners 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
    Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
    Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent

    [Verse - Mike Shinoda]
    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***ers he runs with, those kids that he signed?
    Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!

    [Chorus - repeat 2x]

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