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Letra de la canción 'DEDICATED' de 'LINKIN PARK'


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Have a dream of a scene between the green hills
clouds pull away and the sunlightand's revealed
people donand't talk about keeping it real
itand's understood that they actually will
and intoxicated and stimulated emcees
staring in the trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze
watch them flee, hip-hop hits
take a walk with me and what youand'll see
is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
and the sky beyond you is krylon glue
and everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
and 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 donand't ignore who itand's for at the end of the night
[chorus]
because this is dedicated to the kids
dedicated to wherever music lives
dedicated to those tired of the same oland' same
and dedicated to the people advancinand' the game
whatand's real is the kids who know that somethingand's wrong
whatand's real is the kids who think they donand't belong
whatand's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
Iand've seen a lot of shit, iand've talked to a bum
out on sunset strip, he asked me andquot;how would you feel
if everybody acted like you didnand't exist
youand'd lose your grip, probably eventually flip.andquot;
so let it be known, the only reason that we do this
is so you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
while emcees fight to see who can be the commonest
be floatin overhead like a space odyssey monolith
over seeing the game, over being part of the same oland' thing
itand's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
and acidic rain and promises that you wonand'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 donand't ignore who itand's for at the end of the night
[chorus]
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
[chorus]
This is dedicated to the kids
dedicated to wherever music lives
dedicated to those tired of the same oland' same
and dedicated to the people advancinand' the game
whatand's real, everybody who doesnand't feel safe
whatand's real, everybody who knows theyand're out of place
whatand's real, anybody with nowhere to run
who hides in the shadows waiting for the sun