Linkin Park - Dedicated Lyrics
I have a dream of a scene between the green hillsClouds pull away, and the sunlight’s revealedPeople don’t talk about keeping’ it realIt’s understood that they actually wilAnd intoxicated and stimulated MC’s stairin’ in the trees, paranoidAre gone in the breezeWatch them flee, hip-hop hits, take a walk with meAnd what you’ll see is a land where the sands made of crushed up waxAnd the sky beyond you Is krylon blueAnd everybody speaks in a dialective rhymeMC’s have left materialism behind themMeanwhile, I just grip my micAnd hope me and my team make it through alrightBecause say what you willAnd say what you mightBut don’t ignore who it’s for at the end of the nightCuz this is dedicated to the kidsDedicated to where the music livesDedicated to those tired of the same old sayingAnd dedicated to the people advancin’ the gameWhat’s real?It’s the kids who know something’s wrongWhat’s real?It’s the kids who think they don’t belongWhat’s real?It’s the kids who have nowhere to run, who are hiding in the shadows, waitingfor the sunI’ve see a lot of shit ive talk to a bum out on Sunset StripHe asked me how would you feel if everybody acted like you didn’t existYou’d lose your grip Probably eventually flipSo let it be known, the only reason that we do thisSo you can pick it up and just bang ya head to itWhile MC’s fight to see who can be the commonestWe float overhead like a space odyssey monolithOverseeing the gameOver being part of the same old thingIt’s all gunna change, in a hurricaneDarkness and pain, and acidic rain and promises you won’t do it againMeanwhile, I just grip my micAnd hope me and my team make it through alrightBecause say what you willAnd say what you mightBut don’t ignore who it’s for at the end of the night-Ch-X2Pulling me close, the shadow is warm insideThis is where I feel at home, this is my place to hide-Ch-This is dedicated to the kidsDedicated to where the music livesDedicated to those tired of the same old sayingAnd dedicated to the people advancin’ the gameWhat’s real?Everybody who doesn’t feel safeWhat’s real?Everybody who knows they’re out of placeWhat’s real?Anybody with no where to run, who hides in the shadows, waiting for the sun
