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Be Somebody Lyrics - The Rising Tied - Fort Minor

Green Lantern, uh, MS, Lupe 

Ya know, I'm a fan man, I'm a real fan 

(Gonna be somebody) 

Feel real honored to be up in here, ya know I'm sayin' 

(Gonna be someone) 

 

They had to bring out the expensive mics for this one 

(Gonna be somebody) 

Ya know I'm sayin' the seven thousand dolla 

Headphones for this one here 

Yeah, ya know I'm sayin' 

(Gonna be someone) 

Come on, talk to 'em 

 

This is the story of them against us, win or lose 

Forcin your feet into someone else's shoes 

Everybody's got somein' to say 

That we oughta live their way 

 

What were doin'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 one's feelin' 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 wanna do is scream back 

 

Gonna be somebody 

For anybody tellin' me I can't 

Gonna be someone 

For anyone who told me I had no chance 

 

Gonna be somebody 

I'm tellin' 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 their neck 

Got no respect, wait up a sec 

 

When I was young 

They said the odds of makin' it 

We're slim to none, ladies and fuck it 

I'm tired of them sayin' 

 

The dream you have doesn't exist 

Tellin' you you're worthless 

Sayin' you should quit 

Basically tellin' 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 wanna do is scream back 

 

Uh, they gone think you're crazy 

Mumblin' to yourself in the basement all day 

Uh uh uhin' to ya self, my pops didn't dig it 

Was shovelin to myself, my boys used to get it 

 

They dug it because they felt 

My undertakin' took me 

I was makin' in my stealth 

For wealth of rhymes, of crazy 

 

I was chuckin' to myself 

Then they went into the mental Rolodex 

See I'm knowin' 'bout heart 

Like a brain in my chest 

 

And I took up a school 

Where subjects was gettin' felt 

Books under my seat 

No book layin' on my desk 

 

My teacher's like, Mr. Jacob 

Yes? With all that knowledge 

You aint tryin' to go to college 

Be a lawyer or a doctor 

Get a whole lotta dollas 

 

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 

 

Gonna be somebody 

For anybody tellin' me I can't 

Gonna be someone 

For anyone who told me I had no chance 

 

Gonna be somebody 

I'm tellin' you the time has come 

(Like that) 

Gonna be someone 

And maybe you'll get it when I'm finally done 

('Im finally done) 

 

This is an invasion, Fort Minor 

The Rising Tied in stores 

November twenty two 

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Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group