Interpret:

Linkin Park

Album:

The Hunting Party

Tell us all again
What you think we should be
What the answers are
What it is we can't see


Tell us all again
How to do what you say
How to fall in line
How there's no other way
But oh, we all know


You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame


You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame


You're guilty all the same!


Show us all again
That our hands are unclean
That we're unprepared
That you have what we need


Show us all again
'Cause we cannot be saved
'Cause the end is near
Now there's no other way
And oh, you will know


You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame


You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame


There's no one else to blame
Guilty all the same


Guilty all the same
You're guilty all the same


[Rakim]


Yeah, you already know what it is
Can y'all explain, what kind of land is this
When a man has plans of being rich
But the boss's plan is wealthy


Dirty money scheme, a clean split,
Nonsense it's insane, 
Even corporate hands is filthy
They talk team and take the paper route
All they think about is bank accounts
Assets and realty


At anybody's expense, no shame
With a clear conscience
No regrets and guilt free
They claim that ain't the way that they built me
The smoke screen, before the flame


Knowin' as soon as the dough, 
Or the deal peak
They say it's time for things to change
Rearrange like good product rebuilt cheap


Anything if it's more to gain,
Drained, manipulated like artists, 
It's real deep
Until no more remains, but I'm still me


Like authentic hip-hop and rock
Till pop and radio and record companies killed me
Try to force me to stray and obey
And got the gall to say


How real can real be
You feel me, we'll see
The green could be to blame,
Or greedy for the fame, TV or a name


The media, the game, to me you're all the same
You're guilty!


You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame


You're guilty all the same
Too sick to be ashamed
You want to point your finger
But there's no one else to blame
There's no one else to blame.


Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same
Guilty all the same!!!!