Jay-Z:
"The record that you made...That’s underground hip-hop with, with big sound... but with big, with big sound, ‘cause that’s what takes it over ‘cause the sound is so big. It’s an... that’s an underground hip-hop record.
The richness of the music, in everything, I know it was gonna be something serious".



Mike:
You ready? Let’s go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we’re all about
It’s like this y’all c’mon

This is 10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
And 100% reason to remember the name

Mike:
Mike
He doesn’t need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard
Whether it’s the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else
Alone / In spite of the fact that
Some people still think that they know him
But fuck ‘em / he knows the code
It’s not about the salary
It’s all about reality
And making some noise
Making a story / making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak’s picking it up
Let’s go

Tak:
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status
But still leaving ‘em star struck
Humbled through opportunities given
Despite the fact that many misjudge him
Because he makes a living from writing raps
Put it together himself / now the picture connects
Never asking for someone’s help
Or to get some respect
He’s only focused on what he wrote
His will is beyond reach and now when it all untolds
Trough the skill of an artist

Ryu:
This is 20% skill
80% beer
Be 100% clear ‘cause Ryu is ill
Who would have thought that he’d be the one
To set The West in flames
And I heard him wreck it with the
Crystal Method "Name Of The Game"
Came back, dropped Megadef
Took ‘em to church
I like “Bleach” man
Ryu had the stupidest verse
This dude is the truth
Now everybody’s givin’ him guest spots
His stock is through the roof
I heard he’s fuckin’ with S-Dot

This is 10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
And 100% reason to remember the name

Ryu:
They call him Ryu he’s sick
And he’s spittin’ fire
And Mike got him out the dryer / he’s hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
What a fuckin’ nihilist
Porcupine / he’s a prick / he’s a cock
The type woman want to be with
And rappers hope he get shot
8 years in the making
Patiently waiting to blow
Now the record with Shinoda’s taking over the globe
He’s got a partner in crime his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid’s throat

Tak:
Tak / He’s not your every day on the block
He knows how to work with what he’s got
Making his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep askin’ him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym? / No
He’s livin’ proof / got him rockin’ the booth
He’ll get you buzzin’ quicker
Than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do and give a 100%

Mike:
Forget Mike,
Nobody really knows how or why
He works so hard / it seems like he’s never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I’ve seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It’s like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with
The kids that he signed
Ridiculous, without even trying
How do they do it?

This is 10% luck
20% skill
15% concentrated power of will
5% pleasure
50% pain
And 100% reason to remember the name

Mike:
Yeah
Fort Minor
M. Shinoda
Styles of Beyond
Ryu, Takbir
Machine Shop

03 - RIGHT NOW [FEATURING BLACK THOUGHT OF THE ROOTS AND STYLES OF BEYOND]

Mike:
Someone right now / is leaving their apartment
Looking down at the street and wondering where their car went
Someone in a car is sitting at a signal
In front of a restaurant / staring through the window at
Someone right now with their finger in their teeth
Who could use a little floss / right across the street there’s
Somebody on the curb / who really needs a jacket
But spent half the rent at a bar getting plastered
Now he’s gotta walk / 14 blocks just to
Work at a shop where he’s about to get fired
Someone right now / is looking pretty tired
Staring at a laptop / trying to get inspired as
Somebody / living right across the street
Just wrote the best thing that she’s written all week
But her best friend is coughing up blood in the sink
He can’t even think what happened / feeling so confused
And he knows it looks bad but nothing he can do
I wonder what it’s like to be right there in his shoes
But
Yo, I’m just taking it in
Out the window of a hotel bedroom again
Tomorrow I’ll be gone / I don’t know when I’ll be back
But in this world everything can change just like that
Like that

Ryu:
Somebody right now is dropping his vote inside a
Box trying to not get shot in his throat for the act of freedom
Right now / somebody’s stuck in Iraq
Hoping that he gets shipped back breathing
In a war but he’s not really sure the reasons
So we show our support when the press mislead him
Though we mourn / remain proud / salute the troops
Get some / I know you boys got some work to do

Tak:
Meanwhile / right now someone’s 25-to-life-ing
Standing on a corner with their thumb up hitchhiking
Scratching off a lotto ticket hoping for a real winner
Sneaking through the border just to work and eat a real dinner
Right now someone wishes they were you and I
Instead of second-guessing fatal thoughts of quiet suicide
But right now I’m staring out the window at a fiend
With holes in his arm and / holes in his jeans
He pulled out a cigarette and sparked a light
And walked right around the corner just out of my sight
But
Yo I’m just taking it in
From a second storey hotel window again
The TV’s on and my bags are packed
But in this world everything can change just like that
Like that
Yo I’m just taking it in
From a second storey hotel window again
The TV’s on and my bags are packed
But in this world everything can change just like that
Like that

Black Thought:
Yeah / right now somebody’s sittin’ in the darkness
Tryin’ to figure how to put some heat in the apartment but
They got a little mattress / little carpet
And they appreciate it ‘cause some people on a park bench
You see ‘em rushing to get to the office
Wife ride by ‘em when she comin’ home from the market
Right now somebody comin’ out the pocket
Tryin’ to dump that rock / they runnin’ round the block with
Same time the cops is raisin’ the glock
With aim to fill your legs and your back with some hot shit
Right now somebody’s struggling to stop this
Man that’s kicking and punching and cussing at the doctors
Down the hall a child is takin’ its first breath
The doctors ain’t even passed him to the nurse yet / yo
I wonder if he understand what it’s worth yet
Life / the time spent while we here on the earth yet
The answers to the questions we all seek
Can be found / it depend on how free y’all think
Right now / it’s somebody who ain’t eat all week
That would kill / for the shit you throw away in the street
I guess one man’s trash is a next man’s treasure
One man’s pain is a next man’s pleasure
One says infinity the next say forever
Right now / everybody got to / get it together man
Uh I’m just taking it in
In another strange hotel lobby again
With my luggage on my back / I don’t know where I’m at
I’m in a world where it all changes just like that
Like that

Mike:
Yeah I’m just taking it in
Out the window of a hotel bedroom again
Tomorrow I’ll be gone / I don’t know when I’ll be back
But in this world everything can change just like that
Like that

04 - PETRIFIED

Y’all are not not r-ready no not r-ready no
We’re about to drop it steady so
Do it like that

Why is everybody so petrified [what]
Petrified [what]
Step aside / and just
Drop that [c’mon] [x4]

How you doing y’all
My name is Mike
I’m fluent with the new shit / I’m doing it all night
I like what I do / I do what I like
I could quit and get it back like I’m riding a bike
Like stop / bring it back
We got that balance keeping us on track that you
Get when you’re moving quick with no slow
You stare like you don’t care
But you do it though
I know
You really must be so lonely
Puffed up like you’re tough / but
So phony
You and your boys you don’t know me
You really wanna hold me / show me [homie]
Lets get it over with for good / I got a
Friction addiction I wish you would
Machine Shop rocking when we step inside
And we got everybody so petrified

Chorus

Listen: you are not ready
Like children in a building / you can’t stand steady
It must be the beat so heavy
Causing panic attacks like a crack in the levy:
Give you that Robert-Plant
Dancing-days-are-back feeling all in the track
And in fact / for those knowing the name I’m back
With some brand new crack / we can do it like / that
You really must be so lonely
Puffed up like you’re tough / but
So phony
You and your boys you don’t know me
You really wanna hold me / show me (homie)
Tough talk doesn’t mean a thing
Get over yourself / you know when we’re up in the scene it’s
Machine Shop rocking when we step inside
And we got everybody so petrified

Chorus [x2]

Y’all are not not r-ready no not r-ready no
We’re about to drop it steady so
Do it like that
Y’all are not not r-ready no not r-ready no
We’re about to drop it steady so
Do it like that [x6]
Like… get up!

Chorus [x6]

Like stop / bring it back
We got the balance / keeping us on track [x4]

Mike:
Like / stop [stop]…
Machine Shop [shop]…

05 - FEEL LIKE HOME [FEATURING STYLES OF BEYOND]

Yeah

Mike:
These days are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they’ve lost their soul
And everywhere I go I see another person like me
Trying to make it all feel like home [x2]

Mike:
Standing on the bridge in the dark and I’m seeing my breath
Trying to make it home without freezing to death
And my grandfather’s face / stuck in my mind and how
Seeing him tonight’s gonna be the last time
I should’ve brought a jacket
Blowing in my hands like it’s really gonna stop the chill
I buy a cup of coffee with a five dollar bill / thinking
Laying in that box people look so stiff
At times like these you start thinking
Your first breath in and the clock starts ticking
I’m not trying to bum anyone out
Not trying to be dramatic / just thinking it loud
Some defence from the cold that I’m feeing outside and for a minute
Escape with some rhythm and rhyme and
Get away from the grey
Just a bit of the time

Ryu:
Yeah / kinda funny how this world can treat you
Like a freak in a sideshow / a carnival creature
Climbing outta cans / I’m a diamond in the sand
But you can’t tell the difference on a beach full of rhinestones
My life’s trying to swallow a pinecone
It’s tough when you live fast / just to die slow
Talk to dial tones / my dreams are far fetched
It seems / so I sleep underneath this park bench
I know it don’t make sense
And I don’t expect for you to know what it’s like
Smoke / drink / piss / sniffing everything in my sight
Push rocks in a pipe
Liftoff / I keep puffin’ ‘till my lips turn white
And my chest gets tight
But who the fuck really cares / when you’re
So far left that even death looks right
All I can do is hope for the best and pray
That it gets a little better than yesterday

Chorus

Tak:
Yo pardon me / I think I’m next to url
Too many problems going on / that’s why I left my girl
Packed my bags and I travelled with a pen and my notepad
Pissed that I was broke and all the things that I don’t have
But still
I try to find a way to escape
From all the hate planted in my head which lead to mistakes
But now I’m breathing the mold / see I was patient and calm
Many sleep in the rain / but I’m awake in the storm
Writing my life in a short film / The Rise and Fall
How I managed to scorch hills / and climb the walls
Pound pavement / aimless in this cold existence
Even though thangs are changing / I’m going the distance
Overcoming the doubt that had controlled her so long
And put it all behind me / ‘cause life still goes on
Now I’m much stronger and know where I stand
While lost souls search over and over again

Mike:
These days are dark and the nights are cold
People acting like they’ve lost their soul
And everybody’s trying not to cry / trying to get by
And trying not to feel out of control
And if you look hard enough
Sometimes you’ll find a place that might just remind you of home
But if it doesn’t feel like home
You can do what I do
Just pretend you don’t feel so along

Feel like home…

06 - WHERE’D YOU GO [FEATURING HOLLY BROOK AND JONAH MATRANGA]

Holly:
Where’d you go / I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone

Mike:
She said
Some days I feel like shit / some days I wanna
Quit / and just be normal for a bit
I don’t understand why you have to always be gone
I get along but the trips always feel so long / and
I find myself trying to stay by the phone
‘Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone
But I feel like an idiot working my day around a
Call that that when I pick up I don’t have much to say / so
I want you to know it’s a little fucked up / that
I’m stuck here waiting
At times debating telling you that I’ve had it with you
And you career
Me and the rest of the family here
Singing where’d you go

Holly:
Where’d you go / I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone
Where’d you go / I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone
Please come back home…

Mike:
Come back home / you know that place where you used to live?
Used to barbeque up burgers and ribs
Used to have a little party every Halloween
With candy by the pile
But now you only stop by every once in a while
[Shit] I find myself just filling my time
With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind
I’m doing fine / and I’m planning to keep it that way
And you can call me if you find that you have something to say
And I’ll tell you:
I want you to know it’s a little fucked up / that
I’m stuck here waiting
At times debating telling you that I’ve had it with you
And you career
Me and the rest of the family here
Singing where’d you go

Holly:
Where’d you go / I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone
Where’d you go / I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone
Please come back home…

Mike:
I want you to know it’s a little fucked up / that
I’m stuck here waiting
No longer debating
Tired of sitting and hating and making these excuses
For why you’re not around / and feeling so useless
It seems one thing has been true all along
You really don’t know what you’ve got ‘till it’s gone
I guess I’ve had it with you and your career
When you come back I won’t be here
And you can sing it

Holly:
Where’d you go / I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone
Where’d you go / I miss you so
Seems like it’s been forever
That you’ve been gone
Please come back home…

Brad Delson:
“When you made me that initial batch of songs, I was like… That’s the shit right there”.

Jay-Z, Mike:
“Holla!”
“Hahahahaha”

07 - IN STEREO

Jay-Z:
“That beat is hard”

Mike:
This is how it goes
Welcome one and all to the show
We’re wired up / fired up / fucking ready to go
In the back of the parking lot outside of the bar
Twenty deep / twenty feet from the boulevard
Black hoodies
Black caps
Black label in glasses
Previewing the new shit before all the masses
‘Cause the first thin I need when I’ve got a new beat
Is to see how it sounds / echoing off the street
I just take it for a spin
Pop the CD in
Slide it up to ten and get that rearview shaking
Then / play it again so there’s no mistaking
San Andreas the block
Get this bitch earthquaking like
Oh

Chorus:
Oh / ready for it here we go
We got the whole block rocking in stereo
We’re taking control / letting everybody know
And if you feel it / let me hear everybody go

Mike:
You’re not ready
I got plenty cuts for twenty months dropped steadily
Plenty tracks to empty on your wack pedigree
I’m backed heavily while you’re back peddling
Forget the chitchat on me homie / kick back
I’m on that shit that can get your homie bitch-slapped
So zip you lip back / listen and watch
We got the whole block rockin’ off the way the beat knocks
You don’t have to warn the people on the corner / they know
That if you’re standing on that corner then you’re getting that show
World premiering you’re hearing that Machine Shop flow
San Andreas the block
Get this bitch earthquaking like
Oh

Chorus

Turn the key / turn the volume up to loud
Roll right / roll every window down
Let the whole block know what this is about
Turn it up y’all

Mike:
Burn out that system like,
Oh!

Chorus

Mike:
Let’s go ahead and test out the speakers
You ready?
Let’s go, like this!

08 - BACK HOME [FEATURING COMMON AND STYLES OF BEYOND]

Common:
Uh
Yeah
Ya’ll
We ‘bout to take you to the… to the crib
Let’s do it Mike

Yeah
Back home [back home]
Everybody’s searching for somethin’
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin’
Back home [back home]
Ain’t nobody hoping and praying
‘Cause they feel like nothing can save ‘em
And they try to hold out but they can’t fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
‘Cause ain’t a damn thing free
Back home [back home]

Common:
Back home / they holler “disciple” and “blackstone”
Some black they freebase yo we trapped on
Where our grandmothers marched / the guns clap on
There’s liquor stores, beauty supplies, and rap songs
I travel the world just to come back to it
The crib got a lot of soul like black music
I’m attached to it
In many ways this city raised me / and gave me
The drama, honor, and bravery
The streets seem hollow / when I go to Chicago
It’s cheap wine and sorrow
Times hard to swallow
In search of God’s tomorrow / I borrow words from the
Bible / and use them for survival / gangs rival
Signs painted on the walls like hieroglyphics
I tell ‘em that this is all tribal
Used to do dirt / shorty’s goin’ through the same cycle
And trials like Michael / tryin’ not to stay idle
Back home

Yeah
Back home [back home]
Everybody’s searching for somethin’
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin’
Back home [back home]
Ain’t nobody hoping and praying
‘Cause they feel like nothing can save ‘em
And they try to hold out but they can’t fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
‘Cause ain’t a damn thing free
Back home [back home]

Ryu:
Back home it’s not Compton but close
The same problems exist and the pain throbbin’
And folks are so common
It don’t / really bother us much we just swallow it / uh
Crack the bottle and smoke / hope tomorrow something
Magical happens that’ll put me back in the biz
But the chances of it actually happening’s kinda slim
Back home / we get the good life at glimpse
In the form of a rap start, drug dealers, and pimps
I’m back home

Tak:
Back home / I try my best to keep it together it’s cold
Like the Windy City streets of December
I pace back and forth / looking for the courage to shine
But can’t tap the source / need something to nourish my mind
I know we all lose quite a bit in life
Only to gain some
Life or the dark winding roads we came from
But I move with the night / so I’m used to the shade
And never lose sight / bringing truth back to the game

Mike:
Back home / we’ve got a lot of shit on our minds
We’re always behind on something cause there’s not enough time
And we’re non-stop / bottom line / doing what we gotta do
To get some food in the fridge and stay out of the hospital
Back home there’s people calling us hopeless
People trying to tell us all we need is some focus
But focus
Focus is overrated
Cause you see very blemish and mistake and can’t change it
Back home is Alvarado / K-Town and J-Town
Or Little Tokyo for those that don’t know
Where figures shiver / living right in the litter
Where kids write nigger / right inside the L.A River
On the concrete / a symbol of out everyday way
It’s that color and concentration over heavy grey
And by the time the ink dries on this page
I’ll be half a day away from the place where I stay

Yeah
Back home [back home]
Everybody’s searching for somethin’
But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin’
Back home [back home]
Ain’t nobody hoping and praying
‘Cause they feel like nothing can save ‘em
And they try to hold out but they can’t fight the fact that
Life goes black when those lights go out
But I guess you gotta just watch out for your own
‘Cause ain’t a damn thing free
Back home [back home]

Common:
We’re taking it back home yo
Yeah it’s Common Sense
I’m got Mike

Mike:
What up Com’?

Common:
Yeah
S. O. B.
Yeah the song we wrote hey… it’s good music
Hip Hop
Yeah

Mike:
Don’t stop

Common:
Yeah
This song is for me, baby
Yeah
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