Title: Anybody Listening
Subtitle:
Artist: Queensryche
Album: Empire
Author:
Copyright: Queensryche
Tabled by: Charles Burchill (SIMPLE MINDS - guitarist)
Instructions:
Notices:
Tempo: 120 BPM
Tracks: 4
Instruments:
Bars: 210

Lyric

Hello? Hello? Hellooo!
Anybody listenin'?
Yeah No reply at all
Is anybody listenin'?
Oh No reply at all
Is anybody listenin'?

Oh There's no reply at all
Now this is more than a business
Much more than a kid tryin' to get rich
Live this like it's an addiction
Spit this whether anybody listens
I don't know if you really hearin' me
But these lyrics seem to be my therapy
Guaranteed, I hear the beat
My stress gets released till I feel at peace
And I feel pretty fortunate
Even though I never made a fortune yet
A lot of these cats tryin' to make it in rap
They get nothin' back, no feedback their whole life
Somethin' to say with no mic
Incredible skill but no hype I spit it for the ones never heard
Who spend everyday tryin' to make this work but
Is anybody listenin'?
Oh There's no reply at all
Is anybody listenin'?
Oh There's no reply at all

Yeah, uh, okay, here we go again
Roll the weed and put the stereo to ten
You know what you got in your boombox
Bangin' unorthodox like Boondock Saints is
Take notes on how I stay dope
Upgrade the flow and keep the fake out
Bend the example, play the scapegoat
But I shoot to get high and go damn low
Now could I take attendance
And give props to those who pay attention?
Listen to the flow and the way that we blend 'em
When we create an event we did it all independent

Come on, it'll only take a minute
Same old plasma, they're Yankee fitted
Still in field, never changed the digits
I'm cool where I'm at, don't hate, just listen
Come on

Is anybody listenin'?
Oh There's no reply at all
Is anybody listenin'?
Oh No reply at all

Yeah, one two, one two
Look, this is more than beats and hooks
Thieves and crooks or readin' books
More then gettin' lifted, the way your boy twisted
Friday night in the club, double fisted
This shit's the way of life
I know it's cliché but my DJ say
I'm right We eat, breath this without a recess
Always on the mind like priests with Jesus

Playing it out, get strategic
Write my life like a thesis I break this down into pieces
Nope, no fluke, work hard to achieve this
Beat bang but still I speak
And spit with substance that will fill my needs
Treat hip hop like it's my religion
So yeah, I'm sincere, thank you for listenin'

Is anybody listenin'?
Oh There's no reply at all
Is anybody listenin'?
Oh No reply at all
Is anybody listenin'?
Oh There's no reply at all
Is anybody listenin'?
Oh No reply at all