Hey, if anyone can get me the lyrics from the LPU2.0 cd song Dedicated, I would appreciate it so much
All for you...lol... to let you know, this song has some parts I couldn't figure out. If I don't know a part, you will see dots (...) or a questionmarks around something I think is wrong (?hjhjh?) I have a dream ....green mills clouds pull away the and sunlights revieled People don't talk about keeping it real It's understood that they actualy will And entoxicated and stimulated emcees starin in the trees Paranoid, are gone in the breeze Watch the flee, hip hop ?blitz? Take a walk with me,, and what you'll see is a land where the sand is made up of crushed wax and the sky beyond you is krylon blue and everyone speaks in a dialect...emcees...behind them meanwhile, i just grip my mic and hope me and my team make it through alright because say what you will and say what you might But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night Cause this is dedicated to the kids dedicated to whever music lives dedicated to those tired of the same old same and dedicated to the people who ?defends in the game? What's real? It's the kids who know something wrong What's real? It's the kids who think they don't belong Whats real? It's the kids who have no where to run, hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun I've seen alot of Sh*t, I've talked to a bum out on Sunset strip, he asked me how would you feel if everyone acted like you didn't exist. you'd loose you're grip, probably eventually flip So let it be known, the only reason that we do this so you can pick it up and bang your head to it While emcees fight to see who could be the ?Comadus? se float over head like a space oddisy .... Over see'in the game, over bein part of the same old thing. It's all gonna change and a hurricane and darkness and pain and acidic rain and promises .... meanwhile, i just grip my mic and hope me and my team make it through alright because say what you will and say what you might But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night Cause this is dedicated to the kids dedicated to wherever music lives dedicated to those tired of the same old same and dedicated to the people who ?defends in the game? What's real? It's the kids who know something wrong What's real? It's the kids who think they don't belong Whats real? It's the kids who have no where to run, hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home, This is my place to hide Cause this is dedicated to the kids dedicated to wherever music lives dedicated to those tired of the same old same and dedicated to the people who ?defends in the game? What's real? It's the kids who know something wrong What's real? It's the kids who think they don't belong Whats real? It's the kids who have no where to run, hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun Cause this is dedicated to the kids dedicated to wherever music lives dedicated to those tired of the same old same and dedicated to the people who ?defends in the game? What's real? Everybody who doesn't feel safe Whats real? Everybody who knows they're out of place Whats real? Everybody with no where to run, who hide in the shadows, waiting for the sun
Ok well I just corrected these here's how they're supposed to be: I have a dream Of a scene between the green mills Clouds pull away the and sunlight's revealed People don't talk about keepin' it real It's understood that they actualy will And intoxicated and stimulated emcees starin' in the trees Paranoid, are gone in the breeze Watch them flee, hip hop hits Take a walk with me...and what you'll see... Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax And the sky beyond you is krylon blue And everybody speaks in a dialect to rhyme Emcees have left materialism behind them Meanwhile, I just grip my mic, and hope me and my team make it through alright Because say what you will and say what you might But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night 'Cause this is dedicated to the kids Dedicated to where the music lives Dedicated to those tired of the same old same And dedicated to the people advanced in the game What's real? It's the kids who know that something's wrong What's real? It's the kids who think they don't belong Whats real? It's the kids who have no where to run, who are hiding in the shadows, waiting for the sun I've seen alot of (Shht), I've talked to a bum out on Sunset strip, he asked me how would you feel if everybody acted like you didn't exist You'd loose you're grip, probably eventually flip So let it be known, the only reason that we do this so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it While emcees fight to see who could be the commonest We float over head like a space outta ze monolith Overseein' the game, over bein part of the same old thing. It's all gonna change And a hurricane of darkness and pain and acidic rain and promises you won't do it again. Meanwhile, i just grip my mic And hope me and my team make it through alright Because say what you will and say what you might But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night (Because)This is dedicated to the kids Dedicated to where the music lives Dedicated to those tired of the same old same And dedicated to the people advanced in the game What's real? It's the kids who know that something's wrong What's real? It's the kids who think they don't belong Whats real? It's the kids who have no where to run, who are hiding in the shadows, waiting for the sun Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home, This is my place to hide Pulling me close, the shadow is warm inside This is where I feel at home, This is my place to hide This is dedicated to the kids Dedicated to where the music lives Dedicated to those tired of the same old same And dedicated to the people advanced in the game What's real? It's the kids who know that something's wrong What's real? It's the kids who think they don't belong Whats real? It's the kids who have no where to run, who are hiding in the shadows, waiting for the sun This is dedicated to the kids Dedicated to where the music lives Dedicated to those tired of the same old same And dedicated to the people advanced in the game What's real? Everybody who doesn't feel safe Whats real? Everybody who knows they're out of place Whats real? Everybody with no where to run, who hides in the shadows, waiting for the sun <scratching> :chaz:
Akuma, how do you get "hip hop heads" its Hip hop hits from 'it's goin down' except this was written b4 it
Makes more sense to be 'green hills' but it sounds more like 'green mills'. Now if you listen to it over and over you will eventually hear 'green hills'
oh, and dont tell me its on kazaa or winmx because: it isn't on winmx, and for some F***ed up reason kazaa wont work on my comp. i wan tto know if any body host's it
It's "hip-hop heads" because you can hear Mike say that clearly in "It's Goin' Down" (parts of "Dedicated" were used in "It's Goin' Down") and you can hear "hip-hop heads" in his freestyle (even though it wasn't a freestyle because he was rapping "Dedicated.")
Your signiture was removed. Do not rip off my sig, and then say this sig belongs to you. Expecially a Street Team banner? Are you even on the street team?(not the online one).
Come on Chester. You're a mod, and you don't know the wonders of the PM button? Oi. And thought some of the other forums I go to were bad.