Текст, перевод и аккорды “Be Somebody”
- feat. Lupe Fiasco, Holly Brook [Verse 1: Mike Shinoda] This is the 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 were doing's not okay In this world everybody's got a chip on Both sides of their neck Got no respect, wait up a sec You ever feel like the pressure's too much too 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 a 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 [Chorus: Holly Brook (Shinoda)] Going to be somebody (For anybody telling me I can't) Going to be someone (For anyone who told me I had no chance) Going to be somebody (I'm telling you the time has come) Going to be someone (And maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done) [Verse 2: Shinoda] 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 achieve 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 [Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco] Uh They gone think you're crazy mumbling to yourself In the basement all day Uh-uh-uhin to yourself My pops didn't dig it, was shoveling to myself My boys used to get it, they dug it because they felt My undertaken 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 know I'm bout heart, Like a brain in my chest Then I took them school where subjects was getting felt Books under my seat, Notebook laying on my desk My teacher's like, "Mr. Jaco?" "Yes?" "With all that knowledge, you ain't trying to go to college? Be a lawyer or a doctor, get a whole lot of dollars? Rather degrade women and glorify violence?" "Well the work that works for me might not work for you No homework, I got work to do." [Chorus]
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