Dedicated

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Background

"Dedicated" was a song recorded in 1999 and written mostly by Mike Shinoda. It was released on the LP Underground 2.0 CD in November 2002, after Mike used verses from the song on a freestyle at the Wake Up Show in August that year.

A sample of "Dedicated" was used on "It's Goin' Down".

Versions

Note: Only the date of the very first release of each version is listed.

Title Album Length Recorded Released Notes
Dedicated (Demo 1999) LP Underground 2.0

Songs From The Underground

A Decade Underground

Compilation

3:11 1999 November 18, 2002

Live

It is unknown if "Dedicated" was ever performed in full live, but it is unlikely. However, Mike Shinoda and Brad Delson, along with Rakaa Iriscience of Dilated Peoples, made an appearance at KMEL 106.1's Wake Up Show on August 03, 2002, where Mike and Rakaa did two freestyles each. Mike's first freestyle consisted of both verses from "Dedicated" (unreleased at the time) while the second consisted of a verse he had written "years ago", before they got a contract, according to a post he did on the Fort Minor forums in 2005. Mike elaborated in that thread that there's a difference between radio/cd freestyling and street freestyling. Radio freestyling often includes pre-written lyrics with some random stuff off the top of your head thrown in. Street freestyling is pure improvisation.[1]

In summer 2009, Mike made a post in his blog asking for suggestions from fans on what he should rap over "Points Of Authority" on Linkin Park's tour to promote "New Divide".[2] "Dedicated" and "Step Up" were the two he picked from the replies to do. The first verse of "Dedicated" was used over the intro of "Points Of Authority" on August 13, 2009 in Taipei, Taiwan. This is the only known time any form of this song was used during a Linkin Park show.

Personnel

Lyrics

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I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It'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 heads
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand's made up 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 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 wherever 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 nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun

I've seen a lot of shit, 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 lose your 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 your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonest
We float 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 it's for at the end of the night
 
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever 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 nowhere 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 wherever 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 nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to wherever music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same ol' same
And dedicated to the 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 have nowhere to run
Who hides in the shadows waiting for the sun

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Yo, I have a dream
Yo, yo
I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Slurring in the trees, paranoid, are gone in the breeze
Watch them flee, hip-hop heads
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand's made up of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
Emcees have left materialism behind them
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my crew 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

Yo, I've seen a lot of sh-, 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 lose your grip, you 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 your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonest
We float 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
Acidic rain and promises you won't do it again
Meanwhile I just grip this mic
At the Wake Up Show
Doing it with Rakaa all night
You're ready to spit that
Go ahead and spit that
Spit that

Me and Rakka haven't begun to hit you yet
when i get you open / your insides will make you wet
you bet / hostile when i'm rapping to you
got you asking God how he let this happen to you
bringing on the fat lady / and the fat man too
and shoot em both out of a cannon over Kathmandu
if ya sleepin / i'm knocking out the sandman too
i'll beat the yellow out of you until you're black and blue
laugh at you / and any MC who wants to scuffle
turn a Challenger emcee into Challenger space shuttle
got Emcees so mixed-up, their bones are pulling muscles
And their bladders are leaking out and down their leg into a puddle
what's that / laying you flat survival tatic-ly
you wanna battle me you better start thinkin practicly
line after line casually rapping this rapidly
and ending this / you never get a chance to bust back at me

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