Linkin Park Nobody´s listening Lyrics

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Coming at you
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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
{Like rewind that}
We're just rollin' with the rhythm,
Rise from the ashes of stylistic division
Not to be forgotten, but still unforgiven
But in the meantime, there are those
Who wanna talk this and that, so I suppose
It gets to a point feelings got to get hurt,
And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt
It goes...

Tried 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
Hand full 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 riding on the back of this pressure,
Guessing that it's better, I can't keep myself together
Because all of this stress gave me something to write on,
But pain gave me something I could set my sights on
Never forget the blood, sweat and tears,
The uphill struggle over years, the fear and
Trash talking and the people it was to,
And the people that started it, just like you

Tried to give you warning, but everyone ignores me
Told you everything loud and clear
But nobody's listening
Called 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
Hand full 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
Hand full of anger, held in my chest
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat and tears
Nothing to gain, everything to fear
Heart full of pain
Heart full of pain
Heart full of pain...

I got a heart full of pain, head full of stress
Nobody's listening
Hand full of anger, held in my chest
Nobody's listening
Uphill struggle, blood, sweat and tears
Nobody's listening
Nothing to gain, everything to fear
Nobody's listening

Come
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Coming at you
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Coming at you from every side