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Dedicated [Demo 1999]
by Linkin Park



I have a dream of scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away, and the sunlight's reveal
People don't talk about keepin' it real
It's understood that they actually will
And itoxicated 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 you'll see
Is a land where the sand is made of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
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 will make it through alright
Because say what you will, and say what you might
But don't ignore who its for at the end of the night

(Chorus)
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to where the music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the people advancin' the game
(What's real) is the kids who know that something's wrong
(What's real) is the kids who think they don't belong
(What's real) is the kids who have no where to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

I've seen a lot of sh*t, 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
Is so you can pick it up, and just bang you're head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonist
Be floatin' overhead like a space odyssey monolith
Over seeing the game, over being part of the same ol' thing
It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain and promises that 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 its 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]

Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to where the music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to people advancin' the game
(What's real) everybody who doesn't feel safe
(What's real) everybody who knows they're out of place
(What's real) anybody with nowhere to run
Who hides in the shadows, waiting for the sun.
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Lyrics submitted by Katie.