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Come, come, come, come, coming at you
Come, coming at you, come, coming at you
Yo, peep the style and the kids checking for it
The number one question is how could you ignore it?
We drop right back in the cut over basement tracks
With raps that got you backing this up like
Rewind that we're just rolling with the rhythm
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division
With these non-stop lyrics of life living
Not to be forgotten but still unforgiven
But in the meantime there are those who wanna talk this and that
So I suppose that it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt, it goes
Try to give you warning, but everyone ignores me
Told you everything loud and clear (but nobody's listening)
Call to you so clearly, but you don't want to hear me
Told you everything loud and clear (but nobody's listening)
I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress
Handful of anger held in my chest
And everything left's a waste of time
I hate my rhymes, but hate everyone else's more
I'm ridin' on the back of this pressure
Guessin' that it's better I can't keep myself together
Because all of this stress gave me somethin' to write on
The pain gave me somethin' I could set my sights on
You never forget the blood, sweat, and tears
The uphill struggle over years, the fear
And trash talkin' and the people it was to
And the people that started it, just like you
Try to give you warning, but everyone ignores me
Told you everything loud and clear (but nobody's listening)
Call to you so clearly, but you don't want to hear me
Told you everything loud and clear (but nobody's listening)
I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress
Handful of anger held in my chest
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears
Nothing to gain, everything to fear
Heart full of pain, head full of stress
Handful of anger held in my chest
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears
Nothing to gain, everything to fear
Heart full of pain
Try to give you warning, but everyone ignores me
Told you everything loud and clear (but nobody's listening)
Call to you so clearly, but you don't want to hear me
Told you everything loud and clear (but nobody's listening)
I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress (nobody's listening)
Handful of anger held in my chest (nobody's listening)
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears (nobody's listening)
Nothin' to gain, everything to fear (nobody's listening)
Come, come, come, come, coming at you
Come, coming, come, come, coming at you
Come, coming, come, come, coming at
Come, come, come, come, coming at you from every side
Writer(s): Brad Delson, Mike Shinoda, Joseph Hahn, Chester Charles Bennington, Robert G. Bourdon, David Farrell
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