Another way I can say it... NSFW!!

Video... Safe, and the lyrics posted below... NSFW

Should all be coming together now... Please read why it is important to me. Venting makes me feel better, and I'm sorry for the rant. But put yourself in my shoes... and tell me you wouldn't do the same?

An an FYI, Jay-Z's words are what I felt like... This was an Encore performance for me, because of being fired from both jobs on campus back in October, which is something I never publicly admitted to. My sister? She heard it through the family grapevine, even though she has forgiven my parents for things my sister thinks happened but never did.

Linkin Park's part in this is what I feel, emotionally. Like I don't fit in, and that's my fault. The people who never included me know who they are, so don't ask.

My parents... Yes, they drink, yes they smoke. Do they do it wanting to get drunk? No. They are adults, and so am I, and what I do outside of my job, as long as it doesn't affect my performance in the MORNING, should be ok. I can say that working at the location where I did this past month made me drink every night and smoke heavily. But, that is my issue, and I know.

This is something I know my sister will see at some point... so I am putting it here so she may find it. My parents have issues, and they very well might kill themselves doing these things. I know that. I don't want the sister I grew up with, we ARE twins, to have to go through life having not actually forgiven my parents. I believe anyone would agree that that would be the hardest thing, to know that your mom or dad died while they thought you were still mad at them. Trying to do the right thing here. She needs to be accountable for her actions, and blaming my parents for the decisions she's made as an adult, is not their fault but her own, and is childlike. /rant

JAY-Z, LINKIN PARK

Numb / Encore

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, nigga make some noise

Get em Jay

Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
Can't none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime
I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin, grand closin
God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
with cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, nigga make some noise

What the hell are you waiting for

[sighs] Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
As fate would have it, Jay's status appears
to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5
It ain't to play games witchu
It's to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereeens
Cocksucker take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record sales, to sold out concerts
So muh'fucker if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb
Can I get an encore, do you want more (more...)
I've become so numb
So for one last time I need y'all to roar
One last time I need y'all to roar

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