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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me that's a sin I won't ever slack up, punk you better back up Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll act up Get up, stand up (c'mon!) c'mon throw your hands up If you've got the feeling, jump across the ceiling Muggs lifts a funk flow, someone's talking junk Yo I bust him in the eye, and then I'll take the punk's hoe Feelin, funkin, amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' Donuts shop Sho' nuff, I got props From the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pops I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around! Jump around! (x3) Jump up, jump up and get down! Jump! (x17) I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the hoe Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned Cause I got lyrics, but you ain't got none If you come to battle bring a shotgun! But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel, to the death Trying to step to me, you'll take your last breath I got the skills, come get your fill Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to Kill I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around! Jump around! (x3) Jump up, jump up and get down! Jump! (x17) I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I never eat a pig, cause a pig is a cop Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzanegger Try to play me out like, as if my name was Sega But I ain't going out like no punk bitch Get used to one style and yo and I might switch it up up and around, then buck buck you down Put out your head and then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead I'm coming to get ya, I'm coming to get ya Spitting out lyrics, homie I'll wet ya I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around! Jump around! (x3) Jump up, jump up and get down! Jump! (x33) Yo, this is dedicated.. to Joe.. DeBerg.. Dakota! Grab your bozack, punk! |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
If I was a Jew then I'd light a menorah
I got rhymes for ya, excuse me senora Are you a hore or are you a lady? Is it Erica Boyare or Marcia Brady? Let me know hon, the deed'll get done Just assume the position, I'll take my rod And then I'll go fishin', I'll get your river flowin' When it comes to givin' pleasure, I'm every woman's treasure I came to work your body, so let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot Puttin' suckers on the run, pull my gun and then I shoot I never been a front, I never a fraud I gotta natural skill, for that I thank the Lord Cause I feel blessed, I'm casually dressed I always got my gun, but I never wear a vest I'm quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw From the cartoon boom sha lock lock boom * (boom sha lock lock boom) All right now (Boom sha lock lock boom) A little louder (Boom sha lock lock boom) Everybody (Boom sha lock lock boom) All right now Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper Hit ya like a lyrical murderer I know ya think I have, but yo I never heard of ya Just because you heard of me kid Fuck around until you do the lifetime bid I'll put you in the dirt, and leave your ass for dead When it comes to tools, T's the sharpest in the shed Cause I'm the 55 Cadilac king It ain't no thing, my cargo ring We'll bust you in the crib I got the skill, you gots to chill Cause I bring doom, I got the boom sha lock lock boom *Repeat I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles I rock all mikes, I last all night I puff fat blunts, I rock fine scunts Step up bo, I'll kock out your gold fronts Everlast, that's my name My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame The House Of Pain's the name of my clip You can't be down, punk, get off my dick You make me sick, like strawberry Quik Your style is wack, you ain't the mac So yo step back, get off the crack And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom *Repeat(x2) |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
House Of Pain Anthem
I'm a wood peckin' peckerwood Take me out, ya never could Act up in my neighbourhood You better not, my aim is good The House Of Pain is not a gang Just a funky Irish name A Celtic savage makin' cabbage With corn beef on the side Irish pride is what I got I got alot so don't dispute it Constantly I'm suited If ya got a gun then shoot it Pick any beat I rock it I'm always in the pocket You try to ill, I grab my gat And now you see my cock it Next I pull the trigger I don't care if you're bigger You try to con yourself you're bulletproof But how ya figure? The caps that I'll be poppin' They'll have your body droppin' You thought you knew the deal But now you feel your heartbeat stoppin' I'm moppin' up the comp That's short for compitition I write my lyrics like The Irish mob in Hell's Kitchen The House Of Pain in effect, y'all I say the House Of Pain is in effect You know the House Of Pain is in effect y'all And anyone that steps up in gettin' wrecked I'm a beer drinkin' fighter The bike in Easy Rider I only roll my spliffs With the extra easy whiters Papers to vapors Is what you'll all be catchin' Meanwhile I'll be snatchin' Up your hoes and all your dough The styles that I'll be kickin' You know they're finger lickin' Good, the peckerwood never could play the victim Only the offender I go out on a bender Drink a case of brew And then disgrace the crew But only if it's mickeys I never wear no dickeys Only wear the Levi's My whole family cries |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
If I was a Jew then I'd light a menorah
I got rhymes for ya, excuse me senora Are you a hore or are you a lady? Is it Erica Boyare or Marcia Brady? Let me know hon, the deed'll get done Just assume the position, I'll take my rod And then I'll go fishin', I'll get your river flowin' When it comes to givin' pleasure, I'm every woman's treasure I came to work your body, so let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot Puttin' suckers on the run, pull my gun and then I shoot I never been a front, I never a fraud I gotta natural skill, for that I thank the Lord Cause I feel blessed, I'm casually dressed I always got my gun, but I never wear a vest I'm quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw From the cartoon boom sha lock lock boom * (boom sha lock lock boom) All right now (Boom sha lock lock boom) A little louder (Boom sha lock lock boom) Everybody (Boom sha lock lock boom) All right now Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper Hit ya like a lyrical murderer I know ya think I have, but yo I never heard of ya Just because you heard of me kid Fuck around until you do the lifetime bid I'll put you in the dirt, and leave your ass for dead When it comes to tools, T's the sharpest in the shed Cause I'm the 55 Cadilac king It ain't no thing, my cargo ring We'll bust you in the crib I got the skill, you gots to chill Cause I bring doom, I got the boom sha lock lock boom *Repeat I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles I rock all mikes, I last all night I puff fat blunts, I rock fine scunts Step up bo, I'll kock out your gold fronts Everlast, that's my name My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame The House Of Pain's the name of my clip You can't be down, punk, get off my dick You make me sick, like strawberry Quik Your style is wack, you ain't the mac So yo step back, get off the crack And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom *Repeat(x2) |
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from Judgment Night (킬러 나이트) [ost] (1992)
Victimized
But you're in bed Stumble out And run dead If it ever paid To self start Environment Make you smart Just another victim Just another victim Just another victim, kid I heard it once But not before Begging off And livin' bored My hands are tied Webbed feet again Fell in behind And claim us dead Just another victim Just another victim Just another victim Just another victim Cast this In spite of truth Give it up I'll lie to you Blame and flame this Turnid stat (???) Pointed finger You fall apart Just another victim Just another victim Just another victim Just another victim You played yourself Now you're pointin' fingers How i've robbed and raped ya Bruised and scraped ya But those are just lies Cause in your eyes You've been victimized It's how you size it up You disguise it up And try to make it look real To cover up the low self esteem you feel Introspection And afterthought Swimmin' in guilt's your favorite sport But now you're caught up In the undertow, You never knew a man Could sink so low But now you know Cause you're John Doe In a black bag A tag on your toe I built the House I felt the Pain You're victimized But got no one to blame Just another victim You're just another victim, kid Just another victim You're just another victim, kid Holy diver I'm a surviver Feeling like DeNiro In Taxi Driver With Jodi Foster And Harvy Keitel Looks like I'm walkin' Through a livin' hell So spark that owl And I'll get lifted Feelin the effects Of what my spliff did Cause I'm gifted I read Sun Tzu I bought a gun too So you'll never come too The weight of the world Ridin' on my shoulders Cause I'm a soldier I thought I told ya You're just another victim You're just another victim, kid You're just another victim You're just another victim, kid |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Yo, the time has come
For everyone to clean up their own backyard Before they go knocking on their neighbor's door The House of Pain is cleaning up, sweeping up, clocking up Check it, check yourself before you check another It's the House of Pain, Pain, Pain.. |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me that's a sin I won't ever slack up, punk you better back up Try and play the role and yo the whole crew'll act up Get up, stand up (c'mon!) c'mon throw your hands up If you've got the feeling, jump across the ceiling Muggs lifts a funk flow, someone's talking junk Yo I bust him in the eye, and then I'll take the punk's hoe Feelin, funkin, amps in the trunk and I got more rhymes than there's cops at a Dunkin' Donuts shop Sho' nuff, I got props From the kids on the Hill plus my mom and my pops I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around! Jump around! (x3) Jump up, jump up and get down! Jump! (x17) I'll serve your ass like John McEnroe If your girl steps up, I'm smacking the hoe Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs I got more rhymes than the Bible's got Psalms And just like the Prodigal Son I've returned Anyone stepping to me you'll get burned Cause I got lyrics, but you ain't got none If you come to battle bring a shotgun! But if you do you're a fool, cause I duel, to the death Trying to step to me, you'll take your last breath I got the skills, come get your fill Cause when I shoot the gift, I shoot to Kill I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around! Jump around! (x3) Jump up, jump up and get down! Jump! (x17) I'm the cream of the crop, I rise to the top I never eat a pig, cause a pig is a cop Or better yet a Terminator, like Arnold Schwarzanegger Try to play me out like, as if my name was Sega But I ain't going out like no punk bitch Get used to one style and yo and I might switch it up up and around, then buck buck you down Put out your head and then you wake up in the Dawn of the Dead I'm coming to get ya, I'm coming to get ya Spitting out lyrics, homie I'll wet ya I came to get down, I came to get down So get out your seat and jump around! Jump around! (x3) Jump up, jump up and get down! Jump! (x33) Yo, this is dedicated.. to Joe.. DeBerg.. Dakota! Grab your bozack, punk! |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
I rip shit like a bow when I flow
When I score points with the joints that I throw Cause I flow deadly I'm no punk see I break backs, make tracks and get funky There's now where to run to cause nobody cares MC's drop to your knees, say your prayers The luck of the Irish is about to kick in Prepare to die and notify your next of kin I'm goin' all out, buck, duck and call out That's how I'm livin, punk you better call out This is the House of Pain To come inside is insane * I'll put your head out (4x) Jump up spread out I'll put your head out I'll put your head out Put put your head out Jump up spread out I'll put your head out Hey what up punk?(punk) I'll put your head out Who steps the booze When the hoods wanna take a cruise They're feelin' the effects of the booze Ain't no clues to hold with them fools Who got smoked even though they scrat crews You got bruise but I got the booma Trigger to blast ya askin the bull Take my life shit, I'll take you to school In the do what's the difference if your think of droppin Jews Carbon copy think you're so cool Stop dreamin' and hallucinatin' You're caught up in a piece of pain Clip clip, punk, now you're thinkin' oh shit Quit while you're ahead before I fill you full of lead *Repeat Blessed with the gift, and gifts with the rhyme I never say quit when I'm out to get mine It's live and let die, sit back and get high Smokin' a fat blunt, waitin' for some punk To act up like he's got somethin' in him Then I grab the mike and start spittin' out venom Coughin' up headstones, blowin' out headphones Steppin' to me, you'll wind up in the Dead Zone It's nothin' personal, that's how it goes, G Step up with beef, and you'll wind up losin' teeth Cause I don't give up the mike that easy Step back, this ain't government cheese, G You can stand in line, but you ain't gettin' it Talk all the shit you want, but I ain't sweatin' it *Repeat |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Ya see, I'm Irish, but I'm not a leprechaun
You wanna fight, then step up and we'll get it on You gotta right to the grill, I'm white and I ill A decendant of Dublin with titanic skill I ducked and I swing, next thing your jaw's broken Punk I ain't jokin', you can bet you'll be chokin' On a fist full a nothin', meanwhile I'll be puffin' On a fat blunt, run punk, you don't know the half Tryin' to talk shit, man, please don't make me laugh These Irish eyes are smilin', I'm buckwildin' The House Of Pain is pumpin', start jumpin' Freak it, funk it, back seat junk it If you can't get with it, you'll wind up sweatin' it Then you'll get a beatin' just like an egg It's so hard to run when you've got a broken leg But we can have a run off, the House Of Pain'll come off We got the cake that you're tryin' to get a crumb off The Irish stylee, the Celtic jazz No one has it, just us that's it If you try to take it, I got a big shileighly I don't have dreads cause I shave my head daily You call me a skin head, I call you a pin head Yo, where you been man, just like the tin man You got no heart, here comes the good part I pick 'em, buck 'em, cut 'em up, and buck them down No fuckin' around Home boy ya get clown like Krusty, trust me You shouldn't play, and by the way Top o' the mornin' to ya * (What's the hassle man?) Top o' the mornin' to ya (2x) (Hey, are you givin' us a hassle man?) Greetin's, salutations Peace to the nations of Zulu and Islam Crack the bottle, rev the throttle Put the gear in, now you're stearin' Like Mario Antretti So let me kick it, cause I can make a wicked Noise like a cricket Rubbin' his legs, my rhymes are like eggs I'll keep layin' 'em, I'll keep sayin' 'em This is the House Of Pain, we're far from plain But we're not fancy, Ron and Nancy So just say no, but I say go Straight to hell, I kiss and tell So if you're a ho, all my friends know What you gotta say, let's hit the hay And have no delay, and yo, by the way Top o' the mornin' to ya *Repeat Extra extra, read all about it How could ya doubt it? Now scream and shout it! The House Of Pain soon will reign Over the hip hop scene and like golden green I rip shit and back flip like a Jedi I roll with the groove and I'm smooth and you can bet I Come correct and get respect when I'm flowin' Collectin my dough, I got you're girlfriend ho-in' And how do I know that she's funk? I know she's broke cause yo, the T's hung like a Shetland pony, gettin' paid like Sony So never ever try to play me out like a phony Cause I can get real thick like a bull with Mark Toneil And by the way, top o' the mornin' to ya *Repeat |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Stop...The law has been broken
He who breaks the law shall be punished Back to the House of Pain Back to the House of Pain (Sample from the movie "The Island of Dr. Moreau") |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
I rock to ill shit, ya know I kill shit,
An' then build shit, get off my dilznit, 'Cause I don't play that, My style goes way back, I go off my head, ya know I shave my shit, I kicked my shit one time, Gook, F**k the playback! And ya don't quit, I say ya don't quit, 'Cause I'm the Prodigal Son, Ya get well-done, Just like a steak, Gimme A Break, Like Nell Carter, there's tartar on yer teeth, Homeboy ya got beef? Well then ya get broke, 'Cause my crew's no joke, The House o' Pain, Is kickin' up dirt an' if we're inside the jam, ya know we're liftin' up skirts, I'm knockin on your door, honey, Let me in... Grabbin on the snatch, feelin on the skin, 'Cause I'm down with the Freak-mode, baby, I'm at my sexual peak young lady. Ain't nobody cooler than my man Son Doobie, Don'tcha f**k around, I'll smack yer knuckles wit a ruler, Just like a nun from a Cath'lic school, I'll make ya drool, an' play the fool, Snatch ya up by th'ears, smack ya up like a queer, Take a puff off my blunt an' then sip my beer. Kick the mean style, Leave bodies in a pile, Everlast's my name, I'm from the House of Pain, Ya know that I never played the punk role, 'Cause I'm the light Irish man wit a funky soul... (Refrain) It's what it is, y'all It's what it is...(x4) You're soft like a feather, ya lil bedwetter, (Son Doobie) Baby, baby, I heard ya caught the rabies, Smoke like forever, quicker than the gender, Son'll be rockin, until tomorrow Bitin on my shit, I hafta say maybe... 'Cause I got the Right One, like Ray Charles, Follow, Swallow, the funk pass the bottle, 'Cause I get wrecked like if I crashed my Auto, I play it, I win it, I done it, I did it, Some say I'm trippin, but right at this minute, I'll freak it, I'll funk it, like a country bumpkin, From Alberquerque, Who's gonna carve the turkey? Ready, serve, entertain like Merv, The Doobie-Funk fellow, smooth like a Jello rip it, sniff it, Panties, I'm a perv. Some say mellow, complicated like a dello, The freakin, who's speakin? Tricks that I'll be beatin, 'Cause I'll be trick-or-treatin, I used to drive a Lincoln. Drivin, speedin, hey Rif, I'm readin! I make more money than that kid, Alex Keaton! (Refrain) Run for the messhall I rip felsh, yes y'all, an' get your grub While I'm rhymin on your dub, Gettin play at the club, What the f**k you gonna do? Then I step to the pub an' crack a brew- I rip shit, kill it, treat ya like a gas tank, take yer ass an' fill it, cut yer gut an' spill it, To where I reside, Put yer face in my pillow Then take ya for a ride An' have ya weepin like a willow. I tax that butt, wax that ass, An' wait for you to beef... Bust a nut in your teeth (Refrain |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
If I was a Jew then I'd light a menorah
I got rhymes for ya, excuse me senora Are you a hore or are you a lady? Is it Erica Boyare or Marcia Brady? Let me know hon, the deed'll get done Just assume the position, I'll take my rod And then I'll go fishin', I'll get your river flowin' When it comes to givin' pleasure, I'm every woman's treasure I came to work your body, so let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot Puttin' suckers on the run, pull my gun and then I shoot I never been a front, I never a fraud I gotta natural skill, for that I thank the Lord Cause I feel blessed, I'm casually dressed I always got my gun, but I never wear a vest I'm quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw From the cartoon boom sha lock lock boom * (boom sha lock lock boom) All right now (Boom sha lock lock boom) A little louder (Boom sha lock lock boom) Everybody (Boom sha lock lock boom) All right now Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper Hit ya like a lyrical murderer I know ya think I have, but yo I never heard of ya Just because you heard of me kid Fuck around until you do the lifetime bid I'll put you in the dirt, and leave your ass for dead When it comes to tools, T's the sharpest in the shed Cause I'm the 55 Cadilac king It ain't no thing, my cargo ring We'll bust you in the crib I got the skill, you gots to chill Cause I bring doom, I got the boom sha lock lock boom *Repeat I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles I rock all mikes, I last all night I puff fat blunts, I rock fine scunts Step up bo, I'll kock out your gold fronts Everlast, that's my name My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame The House Of Pain's the name of my clip You can't be down, punk, get off my dick You make me sick, like strawberry Quik Your style is wack, you ain't the mac So yo step back, get off the crack And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom *Repeat(x2) |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
House Of Pain Anthem
I'm a wood peckin' peckerwood Take me out, ya never could Act up in my neighbourhood You better not, my aim is good The House Of Pain is not a gang Just a funky Irish name A Celtic savage makin' cabbage With corn beef on the side Irish pride is what I got I got alot so don't dispute it Constantly I'm suited If ya got a gun then shoot it Pick any beat I rock it I'm always in the pocket You try to ill, I grab my gat And now you see my cock it Next I pull the trigger I don't care if you're bigger You try to con yourself you're bulletproof But how ya figure? The caps that I'll be poppin' They'll have your body droppin' You thought you knew the deal But now you feel your heartbeat stoppin' I'm moppin' up the comp That's short for compitition I write my lyrics like The Irish mob in Hell's Kitchen Chorus The House Of Pain in effect, y'all I say the House Of Pain is in effect You know the House Of Pain is in effect y'all And anyone that steps up in gettin' wrecked I'm a beer drinkin' fighter The bike in Easy Rider I only roll my spliffs With the extra easy whiters Papers to vapors Is what you'll all be catchin' Meanwhile I'll be snatchin' Up your hoes and all your dough The styles that I'll be kickin' You know they're finger lickin' Good, the peckerwood never could play the victim Only the offender I go out on a bender Drink a case of brew And then disgrace the crew But only if it's mickeys I never wear no dickeys Only wear the Levi's My whole family cries Chorus |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Peckerwood, peckerwood, tell me your tale
Please do explain why your skin's so pale And you're so funky, now how can that be Like a bird in a tree on the TLP It's the Irish intellect, no one disrespected My shit'll get hectic real quick This is the House Of Pain (pain) And pain is one thing we're not Cause we know we've got Style and fashion, smoke some hash and I'm smackin' up girls like cars were crashin' Danny Boy, Danny Boy, the pipes are callin' Thought you was a winner, ya was, now you're all in That's right, damn skimpy, ya can't get with me I run the whole track and leave ya three laps back Chop seuy don't do me no good I gotta have corn beef and cabbage, if I wanna manage I never eat pig, but I'll fuck up a potato I'm not a dago, but pasta's all that My pockets stay phat, so step the fuck back You wanna move on me, you better bring an army I rip shit daily, ask my man Tom Baily I'm rockin' the clock like if I was Bill Hailey I'm cockin' my glock, and I got my shileighly So watch your lady, because I'm (Danny Boy!) Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) 'S Danny Boy (Danny Boy!) You know it's Danny Boy (Da ney Boy, Da Da ney Boy) Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountainside |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
I got the skills
To pay the bills I don't pop pills But I send chills Up your spine when I rhyme I get wicked You got a booger pick it Sippin' on the fourty Ya know it makes me ***** Spread them legs Grab my ass Fire up the grill and crack the kegs Nobody fear The party's here Everlast is comin' The funky drummer's drummin' Ya only came backstage To make the front page To get me locked up Or get yourself knocked up But I ain't with it Even if I did it I got a hundred homeboys to say I didn't hit it My name's Everlast I got the funky rhymes I make more papers than the LA Times I don't do lines But I puff blunts I don't rock fronts But I stuff stunts Fill 'em to the brim like a cup of coffee If ya don't know me Homey, back up off me 'Cause I ain't soft, see, I'll fly ahead You wind up dead You made your bed Now ya gotta lie in it, don't bother tryin' it Take my advice Homeboy, think twice Before you step up step back Or catch a smack Guess who's back *(He's back) Guess who's back (Everybody gonna scream) (He's back) Guess who's back (Everybody gonna scream) (He's back) Everybody he's back He's back from the dead With the shaved head Don't start to trip Dip, I brought my lead Just in case you wanna **** around I'll stare ya dead in the face And then I'll buck ya down I'll put ya six feet deep Some say talk's cheap But I make big bucks Servin' up punk ducks By the pound I got the sound I never been checked I only get wrecked I kick the willy drag Let my pants sag Don't give up the booty 'Cause I ain't no fag Checkin' out check it I'm prone to wreck shit If ya dig this joint Check the next shit I'm Everlast and it's a natural fact That the white man's back *Repeat I'll eat you up like some butter cups from Reese's I come in peace But you'll leave in pieces That's how I'm livin' That's how it goes Everyday I'm sleepin' Every night I'm doin' shows Always gettin' hoes when there's hoes to get got Always wear my hat so I never need a shot Always drink a beer before I write a rhyme And if I have to drive I avoid the one time Stay between the lines and I won't get pulled over I don't need luck 'cause I got a four leaf clover Yeah I'm Irish Word to the motherland But on the other hand I love America, apple pie, mom and all that My pockets stay fat Step the **** back Play me close and you catch a mean dose Of my fist Homeboy you get dissed *Repeat |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
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The law has been broken! He who breaks the law, shall be punished! Back to the House Of Pain!" "Back to the House Of Pain!" |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Yea, check it out now
Everybody check it out now Yo, I got the corn beef I got the moz I got the shotty Ay yo, I got the buck shot Ay yo, I got the burgers I got the grill If you're steppin' up next Ya better flex that skill The House Of Pain is in full effect Everybody in the place give full respect If your girl's in the house keep the ho in check And if I'm bustin' off caps, you better hit the deck Steppin' on stage with the fly routines I'm hemmin' up suckers like bell bottom jeans I always switch trains in Jamaica, Queens When I go to by the street to see my Aunt Ilene Danny Boy's comin' with the Irish style The money back guarantee, I make it worth your while I'm layin' out fools like kitchen tile You come around with a frown, and ya leave in a pile Step back man, I ain't a black man But everytime I grab the mike I rock a phat jam Without the Slimfast, and if I skim past You know I step up and get a ho with gym blast I give her what she wants, even if she fronts The Hill is down with the House, they got the philly blunts Ya know we roll 'em up, and then we light 'em up And then we puff them up and pass them So Danny Boy blasts 'em I got the shell-toed Adidas, with the fat strings The Celtic crosses, and the claudor rings The straight edges razor and the marther pump You heard me shit clickin', now it's time to jump Jump around just like a frog on a log Fuck the Dukes because I like Boss Hogg I'm hittin' home runs like my man Wade Boggs And if you try to act stupid, I'm droppin' the dogs Every time I go to town People start kickin' my dog around It makes no difference if my dog's a hound (hound) You better stop kickin' my dog around * Put on your shit kickers and kick some shit(x4) Now I've droppin' records since the age of seventeen First I came solo, but I now I got a team It's the four man crew, with the Irish stew You catch us puffin' on a blunt, and sippin' a brew What's up with that brew, man, hurry up and finish Now grab the bar maid and order me another Guinness You can drink the Guiness while I'm sippin' on the mickeys When it comes to hookers, yo, the Everlast is picky Always got my hat in case I come across a quicky And when I do my shows I get the hoes all hot and sticky The House Of Pain is in full effect, yea I say the House Of Pain is in full effect You know the House Of Pain is in full effect, yea And anyone who steps up is gettin' wrecked *Repeat(x2) Check it out now! Owww! I said the House Of Pain! We out |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
I'll light your ass up
And smoke you like a fag With the whole crew We'll take you for a long ride Little did you know You on the wrong side, son I got the gun and I'm not scared to use it Put your life on the line Homeboy you lose it That how it goes, homes I blow domes When I rock mircophones I can get swift to the riff from an old jam I'm wise like an old man And don't take shit from no clan Or crew, or gang, or crew, or club Wack MC's tryin' to rhyme it with my dub **** the bullshit The piece gets pulled quick Fourteen pulls on my trigger That's the whole clip And if there's anyone still standin' Thinkin' that they're runnin' shit They can come and get some of this * Come and get some of this Come and get some of this over here If not stand clear and you got nothin' to fear I'm livin' in a state of grace And it's a ****** up place I'll put my gun in your face If you set up you'll get broke up It's no joke, blood I write rhymes, drink beer, fight, smoke bud That's all I do It's all I need I buck down a little sucker Just to watch him bleed That's my style It's how I do my thing This is the House of Pain And I'm the king I come real with it Can ya deal with it Or will ya run for shelter Though you barely felt the House of Pain in full effect and if you come with disrespect You can come and get some of this *Repeat |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Back it up, smack it up, pop your corn
I got more style than Son Doobie's got horn Top o the morn, rise and shine LA swine, got no spine Drop that stick, pig, my crew's real thick Drop your gun, pig, and get a real dick I got my gat cause I don't trust ya Play me close and make me nervous, I'll bust ya LA's no joke, the cops don't care They'll beat ya down till there's just a fuckin' hair Of life left in ya, then they'll pin ya Way out in Wayside, watch your backside White and black crime is what goes on And life goes on * And life goes on (x13) And on and on till the break of dawn And on to the next day, ay yo, by the way Did you know about the science of creation About the Masons, about their nation Of disarm, this arm, a lega lega or a head To the thirty-third degree, you know that's me Ease back, so ease off or I'll squeeze off My clip, please don't trip, or we's gonna flip The House Of Pain makes clouds a rains On parades, I wear shades when it's sunny Sometimes I rock funny, I ain't in it for the money But I get mine before the show goes on And life goes on *Repeat |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Huh! Check it out! Everybody in the house, check it out!
The House Of Pain is in full effect Call me the corn fed, peckerwood, redneck cracker White bread, shit kickin' Irish beat jacker Comin' with the style of a Celtic rebel Those who ain't on my level call me the blue eyed devil But that's just because they don't know what I know And that's just because they can't flow like I flow I rip shit, dip shit, so what you gotta say Why you wanna play, I fuck you up with no delay And knock your motherfucking fronts out Smoke my philly blunts out, my buddha never runs out I turn the little scunts out And I got the hookers callin' me pops Once their cherry pops, Everlast gets all the props I'm hittin' skins from here to Copenhagen I bed the wenches cause you know I'm a pagan The House Of Pain, that's the name of my crew You don't like it, tough luck, what the fuck you gonna do Nothin', you ain't sayin' nothin' You need to start puffin' and relax Or you'll wind up gettin' taxed For your money, for your jewels, for your car, for your ho My crew, they start trippin' while I'm rippin' up the show * Mickey Mouse, you know he's in the house I said Mickey Mouse, you know he's in the house One for the road, this is one for the road For my man Matt Champy, this is one for the road Tura lura lura, tura lura lie Tura lura lura, that's an Irish lullaby No need to act fly, you'll be sayin' nighty-night The place you're in is right if you're lookin' for a fight Step up, your blood, I spill it Put on the beat, I kill it I'll burn ya like some bacon that's been fryin' in my skillet Move over Sizzlean, my favorite color's green But I'll beat ya black and blue, cause I'm always with my crew *Repeat(x2) |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, we got Bo, Duke and Daisy goin' to
go see Boss Hogg. Then ya got Kooter fixin' over them cars... I don't need a glock cause I'm not a hard rock Got bitches on my jock, like New Kids On The Block I can't lose like Parker Lewis, I'm undefeated Step into my sector, homeboy, you'll get greeted By the 380 colt mustang in my pocket I had a few drinks already, don't make me cock it Cause if I have to cock it, well then it's gettin' shot And if it's gettin' shot, well, yo, you're gettin' bucked down I don't fuck around, I ain't got time for punks But I got time to smoke all the skunk philly blunts Stunts gather round, check out the sound And let's get down to do the nasty, freaky, funky Stinky, junky, let's bump uglies in the nighttime Between the sheets Cause I rock fly rhymes over funky beats The Celtic ruin, the legion of doom Now gimme the track, or with the fat back doom Now gimme some room, and I'll explode Cock back my hammer, then squeeze off my load So hit the road, Jack, and don't come back no more Or I'll be moppin' up the floor with your crew of soft core Punk pussy bitches, jail house snitches On stage, I get wrecked and I collect my riches I get the funky style, and like Gomer Pile You'll be 'Surprise surprise surprise!' as I Rise to the top, fuck a punk cop I'm always hip-hop, only a pimple goes pop So you better quit, zit I came to rip shit Blastin' with the Soul Assassins Askin' the question, teachin' the lesson Bringin' the West Coast back to the East Coast Where it all started, what're you, retarded You're startin' to trip from that Jheri curl drip Soakin' in your brain, the House Of Pain Is causin' pain, and feelin' pain So feel it Chorus Just feel it Feel it Just feel it C'mon, y'all, feel it Back to the rhyme, I'm always on time A lime to a lemon, yo, a lemon to a lime I rock the old school style and it's futile To step up, cause you'll get swept up Like dust, or I just might bust and unload my clip Unless you're a punk, then I'll just pop you in the lip And show you the deal, now how did that feel You know I'm killin' any pig that squeals I'm fillin' up reels of tape with my fly rhymes And I've got a subsciption to High Times Son Dooby's in the back, the Mexican Ralph Emms is on the track My DJ Lethal, he's on the cut When I bust a dope rhyme, it's like bustin' a nut So let me jerk off on the mic and get it sticky When I drink a brew it's either Guinness or mickeys I'll put your head out just like a fuckin' Malboro Don't fuck with me, punk, you know that I'm thorough Bred like a race horse, right-in-your-face force Feedin' you beats, straight off the streets So catch me catch me, if you can You know I'm the man like Chewbacca knows Han Solo, bolos are what I'll be throwin' When I be flowin', I get the job done Cause I'm number one, the Prodigal Son I left and I came back, but not with the same rap And not with the same style, I'm known to get buckwild The luck of the Irish spreads like a virus So feel it |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Gets all my love X4
Pick up the pace Keep it Freak it Can ya keep a secret So can I Why ask why Try Bud dry I get fly smokin' a thai Puffin' a blunt Tokin' a spliff Stoppin' any crew that tries to rip The House of Pain Cypress Hill Funkdoobiest My girl's on the pill So I can drill And not have to kill An unborn child cause that's just wild I felt the pain I built the house All respect due to Mickey Mouse Club, I'm rhymin' on the dub Switch off the track so I can shout out my love Yeah, you know my mother, she gets all my love My sister Casandra My neice Jessica Rose They get all my love Danny Boy gets all my love My DJ Lethal, he gets all my love Cypress Hill, they get all my love Son Doobie the Vocal Avenger, he gets all my love Ralph Emms the Mexican gets all my love The Divine Styler, he gets all my love Bronx Style Bob and Claudia, they get all my love My man Wise Guy gets all my love Yes, you know my man Matt Champy gets all my love, rest in peace my brother I know you in a better place now than when you were here Kahaku gets all my love My man Cameron, First Born, Scribbles, and ATA, they get all my love 'Cause those are my boys, ya know, ha ha My man Al B. gets all my love Good lookin' out, my brother Yeah, my man Balthazar get even the thirteenth floor get all my love My man Captain Rudethrow gets all my love Yes, Kid Jazz and Kid Scratch, they get all my love Up in the boogie down Bronx I don't forget Yes, and for inspiration, I'd like to thank Allah He gets all my love All my love ALL MY LOVE |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin,
I came to win, battle me that′s a sin. I won′t tear my sack up, punk you better back up, try an play the role, and the whole crew will act up Get up, stand up, c′mon put your hands up, if you got the feelin, jump across the ceiling. Muggs let the funk flow, someone′s talkin junk yo, I bust em in the eye, then I take the punks ho Feelin, funkin, amps in the trunk and I got more ryhmes than the cop′s at a Dunkin, donut shop, sure enough I got props from the kids on the hill, and my mom and my pops I came to get down, I came to get down, so get out your seat and jump around Jump Around 3x Jump up, Jump up and get down Jump (chant 17x) I′ll serve your ass like John Mchenroe, if your girl steps up I′m smackin the ho. Word to your moms, I came to drop bombs, I got more ryhmes than a bibles got psalms. And just like the botical son I return, anyone steppin to me you′ll get burned Cause I got lyrics which you ain′t got none, if ya come to battle, bring a shotgun But if ya do your a fool cause i do to the death, tryin to step to me you take your last breath. I got the skill, come get your feel, cause when I shoot, I shoot to kill. I came to get down, I came to get down, so get out your seat and jump around. (Chorus) I′m the cream of the crop, I rise to the top, I never eat the pig, cause the pig is a cop Or better yet a terminator, like Arnold Shwrezeneger, trying to play me out as if my name was zeger. But I ain′t goin out like no punk bitch, get used to one style, yo and I might switch it up up and around then buck buck get down, put out your head then you wake up in the dawn of the day. I′m comin to get ya, I′m comin to get ya, spittin out lyrics, homie I′m with ya. I came to get down, I came to get down, so get out your seat and jump around. (Chorus) |
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from House Of Pain - House Of Pain (2005)
I kicks the flava, like Steven King writes horror
If I was a Jew then I'd light a menorah I got rhymes for ya, excuse me senora Are you a hore or are you a lady? Is it Erica Boyare or Marcia Brady? Let me know hon, the deed'll get done Just assume the position, I'll take my rod And then I'll go fishin', I'll get your river flowin' When it comes to givin' pleasure, I'm every woman's treasure I came to work your body, so let me do my job I've never been laid off, my rhymin' skill paid off Cause now I'm makin' records, now I'm makin' tapes Steady bustin' suckers in bunches like grapes Makin' all the papes, scoopin' up the loot Puttin' suckers on the run, pull my gun and then I shoot I never been a front, I never a fraud I gotta natural skill, for that I thank the Lord Cause I feel blessed, I'm casually dressed I always got my gun, but I never wear a vest I'm quick on the draw like the horse named McGraw From the cartoon boom sha lock lock boom Chorus (boom sha lock lock boom) All right now (Boom sha lock lock boom) A little louder (Boom sha lock lock boom) Everybody (Boom sha lock lock boom) All right now Breaker, breaker, here comes the caper Straight with the taper, the lyric skyscraper Hit ya like a lyrical murderer I know ya think I have, but yo I never heard of ya Just because you heard of me kid Fuck around until you do the lifetime bid I'll put you in the dirt, and leave your ass for dead When it comes to tools, T's the sharpest in the shed Cause I'm the 55 Cadilac king It ain't no thing, my cargo ring We'll bust you in the crib I got the skill, you gots to chill Cause I bring doom, I got the boom sha lock lock boom Chorus I rock mad styles, I hop turnstiles I rock all mikes, I last all night I puff fat blunts, I rock fine scunts Step up bo, I'll kock out your gold fronts Everlast, that's my name My unique rhyme style's my claim to fame The House Of Pain's the name of my clip You can't be down, punk, get off my dick You make me sick, like strawberry Quik Your style is wack, you ain't the mac So yo step back, get off the crack And sing a new tune like boom sha lock lock boom Chorus (2x) |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
[ringmaster:] "step right up, step right up everyone. whether you're good or bad, happy or sad,
whether you're an emotional wreck, or a blissful speck in the black hole of an existance we call life. step right up, and witness something you will be soon to never forget. feast your ears on the most ferociously soothing waves of sonic communication to ever be created. built for you by the master..." [fred:] "hey!" [ringmaster:] "...built for you by the mast..." [fred:] "hey, shutup already, what is it?" [ringmaster:] "what is it?" [fred:] "um... yeah, dog. what is it?" [ringmaster:] "what is it?" [fred:] "dude, chill man." [ringmaster:] "it... is limp bizkit!" all around the world, you know me all around the world, we know you |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
hey you
miss i don’t know what the fuck your name is i’m drawn to you, something’s magnetic here if i could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind I’d be fine no doubt that you bring out the animal inside chorus i’d eat you alive i’d eat you alive i’d eat you alive i’d eat you alive hey you miss too good to look my way and that’s cool you want nothing at all to do with me but i want you, ain’t nothing wrong with wanting you ‘ cause i’m a man and i can think what the hell i want you got that straight no doubt that i’d love to sniff on them panties now chorus i’m sorry, so sorry (damn you’re so hot) your beauty is so vain (damn you’re so hot) it drives me, yes it drives me (damn you’re so hot) absolutely insane i just wanna look at you, i just wanna look at you i just wanna look at you all day there ain’t nothing wrong, no there ain’t nothing with that once you seep in under my skin there’s nothing, there’s nothing in this world that could wash you away once you seep in under my skin there’s nothing, there’s nothing in this world that could wash you away i’m sorry, so sorry (damn you’re so hot) your beauty is so vain (damn you’re so hot) it drives me, yes it drives me (damn you’re so hot) absolutely insane chorus |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
hold up it's the motherfuckin' concrete
suicidal nightshift loaded with a vice grip poppin' all you copies who keep waterin' down shit thinking you can rap with that artificial outfit your baggy pants and bottle of crack hits fuck all of that shit fuck all of you posers let go of the mic kid step into a world that you've never seen when i'm fiening for a microphone i'm a microphone fiend bring on the motherfuckin' cutthroat, territorial piss off spit the deadly and ready for lift-off who's getting their shit tossed? is it the one kid running his mouth that he's sucking his thumb with? you're damn straight i'll put it right in 'em no anti-venom for the buck-buck see a world that you've never seen when I'm fiening for a microphone, i'm a microphone fiend give me a motherfuckin' mic y'all give me a mic y'all give me a mic so i can rock it right y'all i'm out of sight y'all i'm out of sight when i'm blowin' up the mic y'all you know it hold up, check out the motherfuckin' tv same song, same bands everyday, fuck that i'll blow those motherfuckers away, you wantin' to hear some heavy ass metal that can penetrate deep into you ear drums? trun it up, motherfucker turn it up, motherfucker turn it up and step into a world that you've never seen when i'm fiening for a microphone, i'm a microphone fiend give me a motherfuckin' mic y'all give me a mic y'all give me a mic so i can rock it right y'all i'm out of sight y'all i'm out of sight when i'm blowin' up the mic y'all you know it it's a vrazy crazy world playing crazy crazy shit on this crazy radio, i'm really sick of it i'm a crazy, crazy man with a crazy,crazy plan to destroy all you crazy ass wannabe ba-ba-ba-bands, he he give me a motherfuckin' mic y'all give me a mic y'all give me a mic so i can rock it right y'all i'm out of sight y'all i'm out of sight when i'm blowin' up the mic y'all give me a motherfuckin' mic y'all give me a mic y'all give me a mic so i can rock it right y'all i'm out of sight y'all i'm out of sight when i'm blowin' up the mic y'all you know it |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
i stare into space
and hope we're not alone am i searching for something that's better than home i been working so hard stress is tremendous and pressure is endless no one on this planet like me to be friend's with i been working so hard i been working so hard i'm underneath the sun i'm underneath the gun i'm losing my mind and i know there's no remedy think i'm a failure who's livin' on memories i been working so hard loneliness can't be cured from no medicine look to the stars so they'll straighten my head out again i been working so hard i been working so hard i'm underneath the sun i'm underneath the gun (chorus) i'm a fool to think the blame goes away such a fool to take the blame and run away sometimes i beat up myself i block my own way i cloud all my thoughts please go away oh nevermind please i'm checkin' out now won't ever come back, now that my life doesn't exist yeah, you're right how does it feel to be right? knowing that i was wrong nothing is right when you're wrong yeah, you're right how does it feel to feel to be right? knowing that i was wrong nothing is right when you're wrong i'm underneath the sun i'm underneath the gun (chorus) |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
The end is near, my summer days
All great things go away Feel the cold coming 'round the bend Everything is going to change again. down another day, down another day. Oh, the winter I adore Summer's gone forevermore Someday, it should come back to me Seasons change set me free down another day, down another day. Don't have to bore you with details (I'll never let you down) In the morning, the sun rise (will never let you down) If I could hold you tomorrow (I'lll never let you down) and when she's golden the ocean (will never let you down) The end is near, my winter flame Change is melting everything Now it's time to say hello Seasons come, seasons go down another day, down another day. Don't have to bore you with details (I'll never let you down) In the morning, the sun rise.... (will never let you down) If I could hold you tomorrow (I'lll never let you down) and when she's golden the ocean (will never let you down) I keep saying good-bye, keep saying good-bye, keep saying good-bye Well, she's always coming back. She keeps coming back. She keeps coming back. I keep saying good-bye, keep saying good-bye, keep saying good-bye Then, she's always coming back. She keeps coming back. You keep coming back. Don't have to bore you with details (I'll never let you down) In the morning, the sun rise.... (will never let you down) If I could hold you tomorrow (I'lll never let you down) and when she's golden the ocean (will never let you down) down another day, down another day (will never let you down) down another day, down another day |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
learn how to rap as a little boy
took a lot of crap as a little boy always had to fight back as a little boy always under attack as a little boy never got good grades as a little boy i was locked in a cage as a little boys till I never was afraid as a little boy i was feeling my rage as a little boy it's time to blow their minds learn how to lose as an older man sang a lot of blues as an older man but i saw it all through as an older man put together my crew as an older man felt a lot of pain as an older man i established my name as an older man people piss in my game as an older man ain't nothin' gonna change as an older man it's time to blow their minds now baby it's time to blow their minds now baby i'm on my grind now baby y'all know it's my time now baby come on' who that is what it say who that is what it say who that is what it say what it look like what it look like baby who that is what it say who that is what it say who that is what it say what it look like what it look like baby got treaten like a clown as a little boy kept my feet on the ground as a little boy when you're living in a dream as a little boy ain't nothin' like it seems as a little boy i was hatin' on the world as a little boy i was lovin' all the girls as a little boy i was into punk rock as a little boy i was breaking non stop as a little boy isn't time to blow their minds got theatied like a chump as an older man mixing rock with the funk as an older man learned what a girl was as an older man now I know how to love as an older man but I'm still a big kid as an older man and I'd much rather give as an older man still I'm singing in the rain as an older man ain't nothin' gonna change as an older man it's time to blow their minds now baby it's time to blow their minds now baby i'm on my grind now baby y'all know it's my time now baby come on' who that is what it say who that is what it say who that is what it say what it look like what it look like baby who that is what it say who that is what it say who that is what it say what it look like what it look like baby my life is one big dream i'm lost in what it means don't wake me up 'cuz it's almost over the these voices in my mind keep telin' me it's time to wake me up 'cuz it's almost over it's time to blow their minds now baby it's time to blow their minds now baby i'm on my grind now baby y'all know it's my time now baby it's time to blow their minds now baby it's time to blow their minds now baby i'm on my grind now baby y'all know it's my time now baby who that is what it say who that is what it say who that is what it say what it look like what it look like baby my life is one big dream i'm lost in what it means dont wake me up 'cuz it' almost over these voices in my mind keep tellin' me it's time to wake me up 'cuz it's almost over who that is what it say who that is what it say who that is what it say what it look like what it look like baby |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
Build a bridge to your mind
Takes me there everytime Lay it all on the line If there's a way Build a bridge make a path Over look the aftermath Make my tears be your bath If there's a way Only if you'll take a ride Go with me to the other side Even though it's gonna crumble down gonna crumble down I'll keep building till you come around till you come around Even though it's gonna fall apart break my heart break my heart I'll keep building till i die Build a bridge of memories Stretch it out overseas To the end of the world If there's a way Build a bridge made of pain Send my longing down the drain Have no reasons to complain If there's a way Only if you'll take a ride Go with me to the other side Even though it's gonna crumble down gonna crumble down I'll keep building till you come around till you come around Even though it's gonna fall apart break my heart break my heart I'll keep building till i die Wait Wait Wait wait for me wait wait wait please wait for me Wait Wait Wait wait for me wait wait wait please wait for me Even though it's gonna crumble down gonna crumble down I'll keep building till you come around till you come around Even though it's gonna fall apart break my heart I'll keep building till i die Even though it's gonna crumble down gonna crumble down I'll keep building till you come around till you come around Even though it's gonna fall apart break my heart I'll keep building till i die |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
freak baby, freak freak baby (x2)
red light, green light (x3) you ready to roll? tell me when youre ready to go (x2) i got the keys baby, put your mind at ease baby go playa, layin the cheese baby i know you bitin, bitin my steez baby but i came, came to please baby dont wait, lay the greeze baby dont flake, shake the knees baby your fellas mad at me baby, oh well, enemies baby whos braggin they raggin on me baby? whos breath is draggin on me baby? who steps through all agony baby? whos checks are bigger than me baby? who thinks before it goes down baby? who rocks in every town baby? i dont know if it aint me must be a clone on this microphone baby chorus red light, green light (x3) you ready to roll? tell me when youre ready to go (x2) (you know im down and ready to go) jump in the who ride, slide to the rhythm of snoop d.o. double g nigga from the dub i represent it to the fullest everywhere i go guaranteed to bust a ho, yeah im so original i dont have to, i told you from the get go i like to lay low with my niggas blowin endo we like to drink, talk shit, and spit at bitches and thats the way we do it, sometimes we hittin switches in the low-rider slidin to the hood and back its snoop dogg in the muthafuckin cadillac they call it snoop deville for real i get the money and i never ever pop no pills i used to popem, im lyin to these motherfuckers now i used to do all kind of shit when i was wild they used to call me lil bow wow now im big bow wow in this motherfucka bustin a freestyle snoop dogg is in the place to see, do it with my nephew freddy d ooh wee, in the place to see snoop d.o. double g from the d.p.g.c. chorus freak baby, frea |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
hold up you're movin' too fast
i'm up for something that lasts i ain't lookin to screw on the first night cause that's a no go and if the vibe's good, go to first base 'cuz the first kiss could be your last taste i ain't looking to screw 'till the vibe's right (chorus) see i'm the only one you know that can put you on cruise control yeah i'm the only one you'll find that won't waste all my time, on nothing nothing, on nothing, nothing my will is stronger than most i will not let you get close until i think that you deserve me cause that's a no go i'm gonna hold out, so in the meantime don't expect much from a strong mind until i think that you deserve me (chorus) i'm holdin' out, i'm gonna wait wanna make it past the first date a little time then we can do all them nasty things you want to do don't get me wrong just take my hand and i really hope you understand that it's easier when every second counts so we'll just have to wait it's really no big deal(x2) i'd hate to get you in bed find out your empty instead no need to knock another home run out cause that's a no go and i hate to be so filthy if we were not meant to be no need to knock another homerun out (chorus) nothin',oh nothin', nothin' on nothin', on nothin' |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
Heartbreak is a headache
Like a toothache or an earthquake Spontaneous combustion Leaves a taste that so disgustin' And it don't go away too fast I'm a window made of broken glass I've never needed anything Anything but you And that's what's wrong that's what's wrong That's what I get that's what I get For feeling this for feeling this Anyway Just let me know just let me know All I'll miss all I'll miss When I'm gone Just throw it all away Like everybody says Write me off like yesterday Oh I guess that you're not good enough to be with me Rumors are tumors Of the sick and mainly useless When you come to me with these things It's the shit that I can't deal with Still I gave you all of me Faithfulness and honesty Prayed for God to bring you near Along with all these tears When that's what's wrong that's what's wrong That's what I get that's what I get For feeling this for feeling this Anyway Just let me know just let me know All I'll miss all I'll miss When I'm gone Just throw it all away you let me down Like everybody says you let me down Write me off like yesterday you let me down Oh I guess that you're not good enough to be with Good enough to be with me I'd like to thank you lettin' me know I can feel this way feel this way Just throw it all away you let me down Like everybody says you let me down Write me off like yesterday you let me down Oh I guess that you're not good enough to be with me Just throw it all away you let me down Like everybody says you let me down Write me off like yesterday you let me down Oh I guess that you're not good enough to be with Good enough to be with me |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
when I reminisce ignorance was bliss,
back in the days where the magic exist never be the same as it was, Cuz the way it was just another day in the maze of a myth had a lot of fun living life on the run, never had a chance to pause to get a better glance everything was free and everything was fast never even thought it wouldn't last when you go the mind of a man in the middle life is just a big fat riddle, so figure it out always thinking that you know everything little thing there is to know buy you don't really know, ya know? it's like love, some people get it for some it's just a glove that just never fitted for me it's just a pain in the ass but i'm addicted to the taste of hopin' it could last chorus another day another night inside a lonely world another game another fight inside a lonely world another wrong another right inside a lonely world such a lonely world, such a lonely world who's the man (the man in the middle) x4 maybe i'm a target for people that are bitter at least I can say that i've never been a quitter I remember high school, man I hated high school it was like prison with bullies always putting me down just a little skater boy they could pick on I learned to forgive'em, now I got the balls they can lick on I loved sneakin' out when my mom was asleep with my gothic girlfriend makin' love in the creek with the mind of a man in the middle it could be the end of the world as we know it still I never want it all, and I never want it now I just want to cruise, if I loose then i'll figure it out how the times flies, even with the blink of an eye when you're young you absorb like a sponge in disguise then you get a little older and gather your thoughts it's amazing what you learn when you've never been taught, ya know? chorus no matter how hard I can try inside a lonely world no one can hear me when I cry inside a lonely world i'll never know the reasons why inside a lonely world such a lonely world (such a lonely world) (x2) chorus |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
are you ready?
Ooooo c’mon Ain’t it funny how time flies, huh? out of sight, out of mind (yeah right) once again back it’s the incredible Subliminal the infredible d once down in the dirt, now I ain’t even gotta shave when I’m goin to work aight, looks like I’m drinkin tonight, tomorrow I’ll be sippin’ on some pedialite (c’mon) rock, rock to the planet rock, don’t stop (c’mon) rock, rock to the planet rock, don’t stop (c’mon) ain’t it funny how time flies, huh? chit chatter, that shit don’t matter check the flow, I organically grow, like the weed I for sheezy, be letting ya know ooh… yeah, kinda feelin’ horny, who that is? what it say? what it look like? “20 eyes in my head” misfit and I ain’t never gonna change. (c’mon) …don’t think you know what the hell I’m all about (phenomenon, something like a phenomenon) …don’t think you got my shit all figured out (phenomenon, something like a phenomenon) I’m a make ya bounce ba bounce ma ma ma move ma move ba ba ba break you off a little somethin’ like this bounce ba bounce ma ma ma move ma move ba ba ba break you off a little somethin’ like somethin’ like this ok chaps, let’s take it from the top, go all you hollywood rockstars hollywood ass, wishin’ you had big cash rollin’ like your pimpin’ but you ain’t really got shit goin’ ‘cuz you ain’t limpin’ like the bizkit you’re just sittin’ on the sidelines you just a fake kid, if there’s a title then I’ll take it who-yah hit ya with the boo-yah… and I ain’t fuckin’ plain’ around rock, rock to the planet rock, don’t stop (c’mon) rock, rock to the planet rock, don’t stop (c’mon) …don’t think you know what the hell I’m all about (phenomenon, something like a phenomenon) …don’t think you got my shit all figured out (phenomenon, something like a phenomenon) I’m a make ya bounce ba bounce ma ma ma move ma move ba ba ba break you off a little somethin’ like this bounce ba bounce ma ma ma move ma move ba ba ba break you off a little somethin’ like this what would you do, if this was the end of the world? (tell me what would you do) what would you do, if this was the end of the world? (tell me what would you do) what would you do, if this was the end of the world? (tell me what would you do) what would you do, if this was the end of it all? want me tell you what I’d do? c’mon. I’d turn it on up, (oh yeah?) and I’d shut it on up (oh yeah?) and I’d bring that beat back (oh yeah?) aight then bring it on back, go I’m a make ya bounce ba bounce ma ma ma move ma move ba ba ba break you off a little somethin’ like this bounce ba bounce ma ma ma move ma move ba ba ba break you off a little somethin’ like this it’s limpbizkit baby. |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
Hey kid who you lookin' at
Why you standin' all up in my face like that You ain't never seen a baseball bat A maniac knockin' on your babeball cap You better step about ten paces back Or you'll be layin' where your shoe laces at Go do what your momma told you And don't be actin' like a punk thinkin' your a soldier I see you got a cell phone i got a number you can dial son make it 911 Tell 'em stop at hef's house on the way kid Pick up some playmates but only if they naked Don't know how you do in your city But 'round here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty And i hate to put you out like that But you've been burnin' like a fire with a mouth like that Take me back to yesterday Rollin' dice and getting laid Everything was a o k oh But now and then a cloud rolls in Rains on my parade and then Talkin' this and that again oh Let's break it down for a minute And roll it on up in third gear for a minute I got the 21's bumpin' on my benz and I got girlies in the back seat rubbin' on my friends and I don't really give a fuck about What these player hatin' pussies give a fuck about 'cause i'm a night ranger never been a stranger My two way pager is lookin' for some danger Zoolander hit you with the magnum Everybody get your groove on if you have one And if you ain't got it then admit it It's limpbizkit time for you to get it All around the world and this 45 prevost Everywhere we go we watch it on the tivo And now you're layin' in the bed you made Drinkin' hatorade think about it Take me back to yesterday Rollin' dice and getting laid Everything was a o k oh But now and then a cloud rolls in Rains on my parade and then Talkin' this and that again go Leave thinkin' that you're all that and then some I've got news for you all radio is dead So you're thinkin' that you're all that and then some Man i got news for you all radio is dead the radio is dead Let me guess you ain't that impressed Mister hale tosis of the breath Livin' lifestyles of the wish you would From the back isles of the thrifty good See i i got room to talk kid I been layin' this track since north cackilack And the very first day that you fell out the sack I was in some fat laces spinnin' on my back Let me think let me roll let me ride Let me put some funk in the trunk triple 5 And a memory that can easy your pain Like a melody from kurt cobain 'cause ya' never know when it's all gonna end And ya' never know when you'll call on a friend So you better take a step to prepare yourself 'cause the way you're livin' now ain't good for your health Thinkin' that you're all that and then some I've got news for you all radio is dead So you're thinkin' that you're all that and then some Man i got news for you all radio is dead Thinkin' that you're all that and then some I've got news for you all radio is dead So you're thinkin' that you're all that and then some Man i got news for you all radio is dead all radio is dead |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
fight...
sometimes you gotta fight for your right when you're not sure you're in a fight for your life, right? if you ain't packin' any tactics you might get your ass kicked even if you are a little knuckle head i'm kinda sick of being aggravated, i'm glad i'm hated i guess i'm doin' somethin' right that's what happened back in columbine you gotta know when to stop and don't go over the top 'cuz there's a chamber deep inside the brain that's covered with chains, so don't be shakin' 'em loose and if ya do, i'd be runnin' for the hills 'cuz i'm ready to rock and now i'm playin'for real i gotta... fight.... fight you'd better watch out when my adrenaline kicks i gotta... fight... fight... it's too late you already been hit... damn [chorus] stick 'em stick em' stick em ha ha ha stick em stick em' stick em' yeah, head for the barricade (x2) this world can make you sick to your stomach so i put on my headphones, listen to the deftones it's gettin' crowded in my spaceship livin in a dream, runnin' from a hate machine ya know it's such a drag when there's people talking down to ya cuch a drag thinking everything sucks (do ya?) walk away with the spit on your face? or do ya draw the line just to give 'em a teate? 'cuz i know its never gonna ed, if it happens again i'm going straight for the throat another note, don't forget you had a chance now off of the side lines and ready to dance i gotta... fight.... fight better watch out when my adrenaline kicks i gotta... fight... fight... it's too late you already been hit... damn [chorus] if you got the guts (head for the barricade) then coe on down (head for the barricade) x2 and haed for the barricade fight!! (x8) head for the barricade i ain't playin' around head for the barricade i ain't playin' around [chorus] |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes And no one knows What it's like to be hated To be fated to telling only lies [chorus] But my dreams they aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free No one knows what its like To feel these feelings Like i do, and i blame you! No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain woe Can show through [chorus] Discover l.i.m.p. say it [x4] No one knows what its like To be mistreated, to be defeated Behind blue eyes No one knows how to say That they're sorry and don't worry I'm not telling lies [chorus] No one knows what its like To be the bad man, to be the sad man Behind blue eyes. |
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from Limp Bizkit 4집 - Results May Vary (2003)
it's getting closer to the end
every part of me then disaster takes its toll and how i'm left with only me maybe sorrow plays a roll when you feel unkind your abuse is edicine and i'm forever lost in time [chorus] save me save me, before i drown its getting closer to the end i look back and smile we conquered every single bump in my road made it all worth while just remember how i cared when it came crashing down like to toast always hanging around. [chorus] maybe life ain't what it seems 'cuz it's all a dream forgive me sometimes i feel like a fool 'cuz i' so uncool forgive me. |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1) [ep] (2005)
Uh, yeah!
Tell ′em how to sell it This propaganda Don′t tell me how to keep my composure It ain′t over ′till I get me some closure Wanted dead or alive here′s my profile Hostile is the frame for my state of grace Severly a mental disorder Where reality is highly distorted Psychosis weaken the mind Inclined in small doses As we approach this A relentless quest for revengence While those who expose and pretend this Life, is just a big ball of cherries A bunch of fairies Screamin′ to be scary It′s propaganda Sell it to the innocent Oh yeah they′re buyin′ it Just show up to rebel again I′m a maniac Hard one to handle You′d better come packin more than a scandal Fucked over from the times I′ve been greatful Fucked over in the times I′ve been hateful Main attraction fuck you and your prissy (*pussy*??) mouth Come again flip, now we got some action On and on is the name that they gave me And your misery came here to save me It′s propaganda Sell it to the innocent Aw yeah they′re buyin′ it Just show up to rebel again It′s propaganda Sell it to the innocent Fuck yeah they′re buyin′ it Just show up to rebel again Mommy! Fuck it! Who is phony If fate would turn me You don′t know me But I made you Who is phony Their fate is lonely You don′t know me But I made you Who is phony Their fate is lonely You don′t know me But I make you Who is phony It faded slowly You don′t know me But I mate you Who is phony It faded slowly You don′t know me But I mate you Who is phony It faded slowly You don′t know me But I mate you Who is phony It faded slowly You don′t know me But I mate you I mate you I mate you Who is phony It faded slowly You don′t know me I made you Who is phony It faded slowly You don′t know me But I made you I mate you I made you I mate you Yeah I mate you |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1) [ep] (2005)
You can't sleep
you're restless and slightly obsessed with falling too deep and malfunction you're a virus who's intention is fucking up something You're a crater on the face of a problem much greater It's the violence or lack thereof control Body and soul digging a hole Is the blood stainless Enjoy the pain with accepting your grief Are you finished Dumb fucking question don't let yourself fall a sleep Ressurect the intention Once your vision is now mass produced Imagine the insults a blessing Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Just imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth The pendulum swinging hypnosis is taking control now you linger on a shadow of doubt Have you really figured what you're all about Don't trust your instincts Just open the chamber where you keep those darkest regrets All the things you've done wrong Rebellious at heart all along Is your leader a voice Somehow you replaced all your game with a debt Now the payback's a bitch Why owe your life to a bitch Absolutely pathetic and regret it when told you are made of mistakes Imagine the insults a blessing Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Now speak to your leader Now speak to your leader Your father who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name deliver us from evil deliver us from evil Your father who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name deliver us from evil deliver us from evil Our father who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name deliver me from evil deliver me from evil Our father who art in heaven Hallowed be thy name deliver me from evil deliver me from evil Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth Imagine accepting the truth |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1) [ep] (2005)
Stop everything something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know when I felt this before My evil is thirsty for more I need a new allie to feed What can I do I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Decieving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with their shirts My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest the children can trust I found a new allie to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Somethings not right The planets are not all aligned I know when I felt this before My evil is thirsty for more I need a new allie to feed What can I do I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Decieving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with their shirts My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest the children can trust I found a new allie to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Oh my god I'm watching TV I cant Oh whats this world coming to I see a priest molesting children I see terrorists blowing up buildins I see someone in rage Killing Dimebag on stage What the fuck is this What the fuck is this I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday School I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday School So you can fuck him Oh no you aint gonna fuck him How bout this I dont fucking know who I can trust In this world and I'm gonna blow One more time I'm not that scared Something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know when I felt this before My evil is thirsty for more I need a new allie to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1) [ep] (2005)
Check! Shut the fuck up! You shut the fuck up! Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck are you? (I ain't nobody) That's the question, the question at hand. Oh, man, fuck this. Fuck this! (I ain't nobody) You know, I lost my place a long time ago about fifty fucking rhymes ago I'm wrecking again I'm seriously considering checking myself in Locked inside this key chamber There's millions of keys inside but only one can stop my anger and I'm not fading away, so I'll just have to die Chorus: Unlocking the doors in my mind How many doors will I find? I think I got the key I guess I'll just try another if that's the key Unlocking the doors in my mind How many doors will I find? I think I got the key I guess I'll just try another if that's the key |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1) [ep] (2005)
Check one I don't like the radio I don't like tv They're selling so much shit these days And this shit is not who I want to be I don't like officials Using rank to pretend they're not crooks I don't like the tricks played on kids in those shitty teen metal books I don't like my heros To kill themselves with the drugs I don't think sucess can fill you up when you need love I don't like the whores That try to fuck you for your game I don't like my childhood And do not need someone else to blame This is the channel I'm dialed into I already know you are dialed in too This is the channel I'm dialed into and I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too Come on I don't like this music I don't like this band I like what we're about and mock what you cannot understand I don't like being paranoid I don't like that I'm breeding again but I accept all these cards I've been dealt And do not be your motherfucking friend This is the channel I'm dialed into I already know you are dialed in too This is the channel I'm dialed into and I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too Who gives a fuck about what I like who gives a fuck about who listens as long as I'm here as long as you know you can keep me here for whenever you get lost or you need an excuse to coverup your intentions you hate that I express how I'm feeling you hate that you relate to this shit you hate that I'm a tick a motherfucking tick you're finding hard to forget This is the channel I'm dialed into I already know you are dialed in too This is the channel I'm dialed into and I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too I already know you are dialed in too |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1) [ep] (2005)
just live and let die
check check check comon if you could take a minute of your life a certain minute when you feel the lightning strike danger is the only level of that moment but it's your moment and you know you'll fucking own it glorified in the grace by your victory when your done you escape without memory blindfolded through this life as we learn and consequences when the wrong pages turn it's an E true hollywood story take a man down with his own glory now guess who's next at some point we come down from the highs it's no big deal we move on with our lives and some of us let the last color cries do the math you can laugh when I die if life is just a fantasy life then could you live this fantasy life for soemthing would you just remember that the are not posable and the mother fucking heroes are dispsable it's an E true hollywood story take a man down with his own glory now guess who's next it's an E true hollywood story take a man down with his own glory now guess who's next Just live and let die just live an let just live and let just live and let die Just live and let die just live an let just live and let so what about the hardcore that ain't hard anymore or the shit talkers who ain't shit anymore or the old fighters that can't fight anymore or the white kid's who ain't white anymore or the actors that don't act anymore or the rappers that don't rap anymore or the hipsters that don't hip anymore or the limpsters that don't limip anymore come on Just live and let die just live an let just live and let just live and let die Just live and let die just live an let just live and let Just live and let die but no it's impossible just to live your life and let us die oh mother fuck that you wanna talk about some shit let's talk about the hardcore that ain't hard anymore or the shit talkers who ain't shit anymore or the old fighters that can't fight anymore or the white kid's who ain't white anymore or the actors that don't act anymore or the rappers that don't rap anymore or the hipsters that don't hip anymore or the limpsters that don't limip anymore come on it's an E true hollywood story take a man down with his own glory now guess who's next it's an E true hollywood story take a man down with his own glory now guess who's next |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1) [ep] (2005)
Don't label me a monster I'm a monster just like you Don't label me a victim Cause I'm a victim just like you I'm a victim just like you When your heart aches You can know that mine aches too And when you run away I run away like you I run away like you I do But you know theres a part of me that will always let you down And you know theres a part of me that will always make you cry And you know theres a part of me that just wont let you die Inside cause I surrender I surrender into you I do Keep surrendering to you I do I do I surrender just for you for yes |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - Home Sweet Home / Bittersweet Symphony [single] (2005)
You know I'm a dreamer But my heart's of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn't come home low Just when things went right It doesn't mean they were Always wrong Just take this song and you'll never feel Left all alone Take me to your heart Feel me in your bones Just one more night And I'm comin' off this Long and winding road I'm on my way Well, I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight, tonight I'm on my way I'm on my way Home sweet home You that I've seen To many romantic dreams Up in lights, fallin' off The silver screen My heart's like an open book For the whole world to read Sometimes nothing Keeps me together At the seams I'm on my way Well, I'm on my way Home sweet home Tonight, tonight I'm on my way Just set me free Home sweet home..
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - Home Sweet Home / Bittersweet Symphony [single] (2005)
fight... sometimes you gotta fight for your right when you're not sure you're in a fight for your life, right? if you ain't packin' any tactics you might get your ass kicked even if you are a little knuckle head i'm kinda sick of being aggravated, i'm glad i'm hated i guess i'm doin' somethin' right that's what happened back in columbine you gotta know when to stop and don't go over the top 'cuz there's a chamber deep inside the brain that's covered with chains, so don't be shakin' 'em loose and if ya do, i'd be runnin' for the hills 'cuz i'm ready to rock and now i'm playin'for real i gotta... fight.... fight you'd better watch out when my adrenaline kicks i gotta... fight... fight... it's too late you already been hit... damn [chorus] stick 'em stick em' stick em ha ha ha stick em stick em' stick em' yeah, head for the barricade (x2) this world can make you sick to your stomach so i put on my headphones, listen to the deftones it's gettin' crowded in my spaceship livin in a dream, runnin' from a hate machine ya know it's such a drag when there's people talking down to ya cuch a drag thinking everything sucks (do ya?) walk away with the spit on your face? or do ya draw the line just to give 'em a teate? 'cuz i know its never gonna ed, if it happens again i'm going straight for the throat another note, don't forget you had a chance now off of the side lines and ready to dance i gotta... fight.... fight better watch out when my adrenaline kicks i gotta... fight... fight... it's too late you already been hit... damn [chorus] if you got the guts (head for the barricade) then coe on down (head for the barricade) x2 and haed for the barricade fight!! (x8) head for the barricade i ain't playin' around head for the barricade i ain't playin' around [chorus] |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit - Home Sweet Home / Bittersweet Symphony [single] (2005)
Stop everything
something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know when I felt this before My evil is thirsty for more I need a new allie to feed What can I do I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Decieving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with their shirts My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest the children can trust I found a new allie to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Somethings not right The planets are not all aligned I know when I felt this before My evil is thirsty for more I need a new allie to feed What can I do I've got an idea I think I'll just become a priest Decieving them with my belief I'll preach about what life is worth And cover my sins with their shirts My demons can run around free No one will suspect a thing I'll show them its okay to lust A priest the children can trust I found a new allie to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Oh my god I'm watching TV I cant Oh whats this world coming to I see a priest molesting children I see terrorists blowing up buildins I see someone in rage Killing Dimebag on stage What the fuck is this What the fuck is this I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday School I got a kid Should I send him to Sunday School So you can fuck him Oh no you aint gonna fuck him How bout this I dont fucking know who I can trust In this world and I'm gonna blow One more time I'm not that scared Something is not feeling right The planets are not all aligned I know when I felt this before My evil is thirsty for more I need a new allie to feed Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections Baptized by the unexpected Terrorized by the imperfections |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
use your vehicle of salvation, my brothers, go buy a gun.
And go give that gun to Jesus and say "Jesus...you go kill the diciples of Satan and you kill the nazis, Jesus." Gimme an amen. Amen. Gimme a hallelujah, brother. Hallelujah. Feel the pain of sweet Jesus. Gimme another amen. Amen. Gimme another. Amen. You've got to kill the noise. You've got to kill the pollution of Satan, brother, gimme a hallelujah. Hallelujah. Have you been healed? Have you been saved? Has it happened to you, brother? Thank the lord. Praise the lord. I love Jesus. I love Jesus. Kill the pollution...pollution |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Uh, come on fool.
Yeaahh! Ah, ah, got that shit. Straight comin' at ya. To criticize is critical when diggin' on my concept Rhythms keep on buildin' like a smog. Gotcha' runnin' from tha' law. Maybe it's that low end smothered with tha' free-style. Maybe it's tha' thought of being on the bottom of tha' pile. Styles piled to the sky lines. Keep 'em on the sidelines Chokin' on my fly rhymes. You need tha' heimlich maneuver. This ain't no joke. You're gonna choke When I'm singin' it to ya'. When do you decide? (you decide) Then then you can know in your mind. (you decide) When do you decide? I'll probably never understand! Pollution!! You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear! Pollution!! I keep tha' grip real tight on the mic when I spill! Pollution!! You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear! Pollution!! I keep tha' grip real tight. Breaker breaker 1-9 spittin' out that skill. Suicidal punk lemme know you're real. I'm walkin' on a thin line with a sticky bass line. Now you're stuck with tha' flow runnin' through your mind. So if you're crossin' over, let me know you're real. With them flecks on your neck, now you got the feel. I rumble like tha' thunder. This time you're goin' under. Lemme know then, what the fuck is even going down? (down, down, down) I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain. I can't refrain from bringin' on the pain. When do you decide? (when did you decide) To be narrow in your mind. (when did you decide) When do you decide!? I'll probably never understand! Pollution!! You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! Pollution!! I keep the grip tight on tha' mic when I spill! Pollution!! You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! Pollution!! I keep tha' grip real tight, oh. That's it, that's it. Somebody told me to turn down that volume. I'm gonna bring that beat back. And when they tell Sam to turn down that bass, I'm gonna bring that beat back. And when they tell me to turn down the vocal, I'm gonna bring that back. And when they tell us to shut tha' fuck up! I'M GONNA BRING THAT BEAT BACK!! Yeah, gonna bring that beat back! Woah, gonna bring that beat back! Wahh, gonna bring that beat back! You, you, you said, "Bring that beat back!" When do you decide? Then then you can know in your mind. When do you decide!!? I'll probably never understand! Pollution!! You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! Pollution!! I keep the grip tight on tha' mic when I spill! Pollution!! You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! Pollution!! Gonna bring that beat back! We're gonna bring that beat back. (Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it!) I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat back, bring that beat back, beat back, bring that beat back, bring that! So shut tha f..... Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, etc... (Fred, shut up alright. This is me tellin' you to shut up) Bring that fuckin' beat back! (Shut up!) you sucker! Fuckin' sucker. (Fred, shut tha' fuck up!) Song. We're done. |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're
freakin' me out you wear a mask - 5x freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freakin' me out you wear a... fake hey man wake up and smell the concrete strange to see you've changed like the LB could be identity crisis but I can't buy this reality bites but that's what life is pitiful you, your hideous behavior hate what God gave ya, fakin all the flava artificial minds seekin out the new trends get in where you fit in quit thinkin like a has-been diggin in my culture let me let your punks know I'm an old school soldier with the funk flow a damn shame you wanna change yourself {chorus} because you're sick of yourself well I'm sick of you too, fake you're a, a counterfeit, fake you know we figured you out well I'm sick of you too, fake you're a, a counterfeit, fake I wonder, I wonder I wonder what it's like to be a clone doin' nothin, nothin' on my own alone in your misery, you're bitin on my new style filed as a counterfeit, going down in history as nothin but a copy cat (copy cat) so if your fakin that you're phat you need a ballbat right where your head is at all your desperation causes separation now I grab the mic to intimidate your weakness screams from the limp on your siren phonies get the hint quick smacked with funk flick pain for the fakers fame can't maintain {chorus} all these phonies you disregarded your life (disregarded your life) you disrespected your friends (you disrespected your friends) you've even stolen your appearance (stolen) from hangin out with my family but I should have never dropped my guard (shoulda never dropped my guard) so you could stab me in the back (stab me in the back) but you were faking me out (you were faking me out) just faking me out you wear a mask (you wear a mask) freaking me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freaking me out you wear a mask called counterfeit - 6x now you're steadily startin to change you wanna rearrange your lifestyle with live like the wild child with the vibe alive you could lie to try and be so fly a lie but you deny you're a fake you know we figured you're a phony (fake) you know we figured you out (fake) you know we figured you out, figured you out, figured you out fake [a bunch of times] |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Psycho female blowin'
up the phone line You need to tighten that screw it's been loose for a long time I've been slammed with some bad luck Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with tha' buck buck And now your duck duck goose I'm lettin' loose with tha' thirty yard freestyle Labeled hostile by my profile Must be all tha' madness You and all your tactics Jonesin' for my cash Gotta make them pockets super fat Hey I'm a humble man Kickin' out my jams like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business What's with all tha' business I get payed to take tha' microphone to slay tha' stage Stay away from all tha' bros in my band and All tha' fans and all my friends When tha' cash is comin' in Or I'll be slammin' them balls to tha' wall With the ink on my flesh and the yes yes y'all No 9 to 5 I'll still survive I keep my engine on that amp like the Chattanooga champ That's all we need another bad seed Planted on this earth motivated by greed You wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash it's your ass that I'm blastin' Woah you wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash it's your ass that I'm blastin' You' bad luck you' soooooo Stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck got your brain on my green again Stuck you're so your so your so stuck you don't even know All I wanted was a Pepsi just one Pepsi Far from suicidal Still I get them tendencies Bringin' back them memories That I really miss when I reminisce Rockin' back in the '80's LIVE My attitude to do or DIE Once I was a maggot now I'm just super fly Bound for the boundaries no limits G Fat ass rhythems driven by my destiny Your style's in my pocket Proclaimed to regain that essence Pressin' cause i'm hostile labeled by my profile In deed I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed You wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash it's that ass that I'm blastin' Woah you wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash it's that ass I'm bla Your bad luck your soooooo Stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck you got your brain on my green again Stuck you're so your so your so stuck You don't even know Oh yeah Ain't nothin' like a greedy bitch Diggin and diggin' and diggin' and diggin' Diggin' so deep for that green All I know all I know Yeah Is you must be fucked up in that head I got a little problem Just one question biatch Why why you wanna be like that Why why you gotta be like that You wanna be like that Why why you wanna be like that Why why you wanna be like that Why why you gotta be like that Why why you wanna be like that Why the fuck you wanna be like that Why why why you gotta be like that Why the fuck you wanna be like that Why why why why why why you gotta be Why why why you wanna be like that Why why why you gotta dig in my business you fuckin' whore Stuck on yourself you are You take a dash for my cash it's that ass that I'm blastin' Stuck on yourself you whoooore You take a dash for my cash it's that ass that I'm blastin' You' bad luck You' sooooo stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again Stuck Got your brain on my green again Stuck your so your so your so stuck in your head You don't even know Live on tape biatch Don't fuck wit' us |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Shut up!
Go away! I'm so sick of them deadlines. I cannot stand why them maniacs are hittin them headlines, And even though I don't know ya'; Through my lyrics I'll show ya' Tha' sanity's over. Cause people say I'm bugged out. So you won't defend, your in tha' dugout My business, stay the fuck out! All I know is that tha' beat goes on, tha' beat's tha' same 'Til tha' day I'm gone. Nobody loves me!! Nobody cares. Nobody loves me!! Nobody owes me a thing. Nobody loves me!! Nobody cares. Nobody loves me!! Maybe I'll go eat worms. I'm so sick of tha' world now. It's all these people baggin' my identity. Now I'm tha' enemy runnin' at tha' mouth again We'll settle up when you step into tha' south my friend. Your tha' big one, your tha' good one, I'm tha' bad one. That's so sad son. Cause I'm runnin' nowhere. Ya' send them black sheep everywhere. Ya' need to drop that guard, and it ain't that hard! Nobody loves me!! Nobody cares. Nobody loves me!! Nobody owes me a thing. Nobody loves me!! Nobody cares. Nobody loves me!! Maybe I'll go eat worms. Oh, I'll go eat some worms. What's tha' matter with this? Someone's sure to find me. No exceptions for this (no exceptions) So many times I fall through. No one has ever warned me. Life seems so meaningless. When ??? your inner strength. Ohhh, I'm such a piece a' shit. Oh, you're so perfect! Oh, you're so perfect!! Oh, you're so much better than me! So much better than me!! YOU SUCK!!! Nobody loves me. Nobody cares. Nobody loves me. Maybe I'll go eat worms. |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
I thought I knew ya'. Took the time to prove my lovin' to ya'.
Screw ya'. Cause now you got me sittin' in tha' sewer. I'm threw with all them roller coaster rides. See I ain't forgot about them knots that you've been tyin' with my insides. I dropped my pride. Without you I was sure to die. I tried with cash, and all I could to make it last. Now I accept that that was in the past. I know you loved me, you loved me like a piece of trash. But at first you were so sweet. Couldn't go without seein' your face for an hour, so sour. It all became a hassle. You were even livin' in my castle. Just to use me and verbaly abuse me. That's not the way you run in my shop. It took a while to see tha' light before I stopped and you got dropped off. It's over. Probably I'll be sweatin' it. But in tha' long run, you'll be tha' one regrettin' it. Maybe you won't, maybe you will. But baby you're still about as real as a three dollar bill. There's no one to blame, but you. Who gets tha' blame?....me. No one's to blame, but you. Who gets tha' blame?....me. Oh, oh. I sound like a bitch, a little bitch in heat. With all that anger that I'm feelin' bitch, I think it's neat. Another split tail, just another split tail. Thanks for tha' lesson. Now get your shit and hit tha' trail. We know I'm comin' from that old school, you damn fool. Intensity is somethin' that I'm made of and certainly I'm not afraid of A little smack in my face. Thanks for that taste. There's no one to blame, but you. Who gets tha' blame?....me. No one's to blame, but you. Who gets tha' blame?....me. Meeee, oh yeah. Ohhhh, meee. Meeeeee. Ahhh. Quiet. I think that uh, I'd like to uh.. turn my self around. Turn it over. |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
It's not my mind (5x)
J and I get a little bit your veins flow with poison please acknowledge my present this precious gift that I behold discarded like trash to dominate, it's in your nature, you selfish brat {chorus} I can't believe you had me strung out all over you like that one minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour I taste the envious predictions, change with each hour I've seen this before, you even decide to step into my little world strange things occurring happening over and over and over again now bitch you are cruelty you bark your orders with such a degrading dialect {chorus} one minute you think you're all this the next minute you think you're all that but your playin' with the nova momma didn't show ya how to take it, you can by the man when it's over i'll be hunting you down waiting for the pay back, you frown begging me for your mercy I ain't down with the sympathy you see and I always remember your tender love wipe me under the rug just so you can step on my spine I'm gonna get mine - 2x Reminds me I'm gonna get mine I wish I was wasted I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine I'd like to rearrange your face I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine... you're so sweet - 3x I'm gonna get mine - 3x I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine I'll rearrange your face I'm gonna get mine I'll rearrange your face I'm gonna get mine you're so sweet - 3x you're always right and I'm always wrong not my mind that's why I love you so much not my mind you're so sweet not my mind I love you not my mind you're so sweet not my mind I love you not my mind... |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Clunk [7x]
DJ Lethal. Hey mister, elevate that mind into a blister. You might need to rest up, I'll pump that chest up Because that mental is fadin' Ego, you over played it. Hey buster, ya' just can't be trusted Tha' drama, your mama musta really been disgusted. But ya' got no clue always screamin' everybody owes you Well kid, I never did And never will. It's gone too far. It's gone too far, end it soon. I never did. Well I never did, kid. It's gone too far. Broken' punks when bringin' on tha' funkin' Knowin' you man, your probably not thinkin' Caught ya' lip-sincin' Lyricals flyin' over that head you'll be cryin' Lyin' in your death bed, now your just a reject (reject) Ya put your fate on Micky D's just to gain a little respect But ya' got no clue, always screamin' everybody owes you. Well kid, I never did And never will. It's gone too far. Well it's gone way too far, boy. I never did. It's gone too far. You need to drop that freakin' ego before ya' crash. Before tha' headlights are simply glarin' in your eyes and your goin' down. What's tha' matter with tha' life that your leadin'? When your bleedin', everyone's thinkin' how much they hate you. It's not too late, dude. Just that time for you to zip up that grill. Take a deep breath. Look around. Ain't nobody left, just tha' target. Bullseye. Still you walk around like a clown in a forcefield. See I'm not crazy. You're tha' one who's crazy. Institution. Bound to be the only way that we can even solve this. I've had about as much as I can take, so do yourself a favor. It's been built up for so long. And I just wanna get it out! And I just wanna get it out!! Clunk! There's certainly some distortion in there. What? Certainly some distortion in there. I can't hear you, I've got distortion in my ear. A thought just came to me while watching you and the guys play that. Um, the distortion feels the sound. It's like anguish or frustration. Like trying to thread, a needle with.. with.... thread. And you keep trying. (Can you thread a nee.. a needle with a piece of wood?) And I wonder, I wonder if that's what happened when the kids were getting the guitars They were trying so hard, they wanted to play like their favorite singer They just couldn't bring it off, so they turned it up louder just to.. Because even your face got red, and, and the expression on your face was that of, of Sheer frustration, or anger, or just... what do you feel when you play this distortion on there? Um, what I feel when I play distortion like that is, I'm faking that anger Letting it all out, ya' know. There's no reservations or politness. I'm no longer trying to please anyone, I'm trying to please me. Trying to get myself off. That's a form of honosty, isn't it? I suppose. |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body I know not everybody Has gotta body like me But I gotta think twice Before I give my heart away And I know all the games you play Cause I play them too Oh but I need some time off From that emotion Time to pick my heart up off tha' floor And when that love comes down Without devotion Well it takes a strong man baby But I'm showin' you that doo I gotta have faith Gotta have faith Gotta have faith Gotta have faith Baby I know you're askin' me to stay Say please please please don't go away Cause your givin' me tha' blues Maybe You might mean all them words you say Can't help but think of yesterday And another who tied me down to the loverboy rules Before this river Becomes an ocean Before you pick my heart up off tha' floor When that love comes down With out devotion Well it takes a strong man baby But I'm showin' you that doo I gotta have faith Gotta have faith Gotta have faith Gotta have faith Get tha' fuck up Gotta have faith I gotta have faith I gotta have faith I gotta have faith Faith faith faith |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
I've seen your campus
and thinking I've been there before you know someting, I live in this pig pen this filthy pig pit next door another stench of my auroma stick that nose up in the air is that the excuse you use to ruin me --chorus-- I need to get you outta my way pack them bags boy get the fuck outta here need to get you outta my way love thy neighbor, love my neigbor yeah right_right yo J, drop that one down your existence means less now that it probably ever has before you've got your head up your ass out of your mouth comes nothing but shhhhhh still I listen, I absorb you amuse me idiot all bent outta shape 'cause i piss on your gate --chorus-- I need to get you outta my way pack them bags you boy get the fuck outta here need to get you outta my way love thy neighbor, love my neigbor right_right and you don't stop and we won't stop that's right and you can't stop this shit, it just won't stop let's take it to the curb if you can stand it, put yourself in my position man -repeat x2 let's take it to the curb, put yourself in my position man ahh, take it to the curb, put yourself in my position man punk, how you wanna take it to the curb ahh, you wanna take it to the curb ahh put ya, put ya, ahh, put yourself in my position man man, punk, you're gone break, break, break and you don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop got it stinky, stinky finger and you don't -repeat x2 |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Yo what up
got Christian and Dino in the house Fear Factory action kick off this new joint here for all my homies separating the true breeds my friends and my family had the vision when the bounds now it's blowing up props to the Field Dog with the funk through the campaign gold records and Champaign Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's Chino, man we had a blast with ya Deftones rock that microphones daily props to the maestro Ross your an angel hey DJ wanna play that song Lethal we love you like a brother want to take a trip to the Flip side Jordan nothing more then I could say see ya walking hand in hand with the prophet Danny you took us to that fat man Harry, Tyler props for the golden introduction we're coming from the town of the unknown Jacksonville's on the map look us up raising eyebrows with the Jaguars kid better watch out line 'em up cheetah (indigo) yo Richard, Rob and Chuck (indigo) hook it up when I walk out on stage all headaches go away got the back from the sickest road crew Chris and Bobby for sticking to it Sugar Ray taught me life was all about drinking bow wow wow yippee yo yippee yea to the funk doobi thanks for showing up all my brothers in KoRn I love you dad and momma I'm coming home what up to my girl Sage Shawn, Teddy Swoze Indigo Ranch alive with the vibe Grun Dig Danny in the Milk Bar Terry Parker you know what's up dialed into The Planet and God I love you |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
Tell me why ya came,
tell me why you're here tell me why your voice is always ringing in my ear you wanna be the man hangin with my crew who the hell are you though I see you're always at my shows, always with my bros. always finding places where I think nobody goes I can't seem to shake you from this so now I have to break you from this {Chorus} Can't you just let me be leech aw, get it straight can't you take a hint, thought you had a friend that's such a shame that you're coming around again. and I'd really love to take ya out like Chuck Norris instead I'd kick 'em with a vocal, slap 'em with a chorus Man I really shouldn't have to beg What makes me sick is when your mommy and daddy hit the bed oh you say you'll not get that picture so I'll frame this scripta to grip ya {chorus} stop sticking around - 3x |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 1집 - Three Dollar Bill, Y'All $ [Explicit Version] (1997)
I'm so ... fustrated
Somebody's been making me ... So sick inside... Oh, Go with your heart, go with your heart Yeah, right You're telling me I'm just not good enough for you Let's change, lets be something we're not And become what everybody else is Aw, so much builds up inside. It's fucking rediculous I don't know how I should Freak the fuck out on you I just sit back and relax Cuz you want more You don't have anything And me I have everything Yeah, I have everything What more could I ask for Nothing at all.... Don't run and hide Don't you keep it inside no more x2 Don't you run and hide x2 Why does it have to be this way at the end? |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
This is not a test, this is reality worlwiddddde
Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Limp Bizkit is in the house. Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Limp Bizkit is in the house Bring it on. |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
Get up
Like this Just like this Do ya feel it Just like this Do you wanna catch the vibe That's keepin me alive I'm follow in these phatass beats until I die Fill em with tension the sick dimension I rumble the earth with my lowered suspension Just watch the ground move let the sound prove That it ain't fake when the girls get naked Don't call it a comeback we bring that beat back And we make sure John kept them beats phat A lyrical rampage burnin your headset Open your mind my rhymes ain't dead yet want ya to stand up and put them hands up I'm break it down cause you're pumpin my band up Like this Just like this Get up Music is key It's the way we're set free From all this world is throwin at me The rhythm's so insane flowin your vein Triggerin that neck poppin nerve up in your brain I don't even know ya but came to show ya The Bizkit's Limp when the night is over We shake the whole place make this earth quake And it ain't fake when we start the riots Rock the bells psycho females Doin time blowin up the phoneline Call it a stampede comin to your town We ain't gonna hold back we're comin to get down I want ya to stand up and put them hands up And break it on down cause you're pumpin my band up Like this Just like this Get up Music is key It's the way we're set free From all this world is throwin at me And I'll do what it takes if I make some mistakes It's okay cuz it's all just the way it should be Limp Bizkit's in the house y'all Limp Bizkit's in the house y'all Limp Bizkit's in the house y'all Yo John bring that beat back Just like this Do ya feel it Just like this You'll bring that beat back Music is keyIt's the way we're set free From all this world is throwin at me And I'll do what it takes if I make some mistakes It's okay cuz it's all just the way it should be |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
I came into this world
as a reject Look into these eyes Then you'll see the size of the flames Dwellin on my past past It's burnin on my brain ah Everyone that burns has to learn from the pain Hey I think about the day days My girlie ran away with my pay When fellas came to play play Now she's stuck with my homies that she fucked And I'm just a sucker with a lump in my throat hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Should I be feelin' bad no Should I be feelin' good no It's kinda said I'm the laughing stock of the neighborhood And you would think that I'd be movin' on move it But I'm a sucker like I said Fucked up in the head not And maybe she just made a mistake And I should give her a break But my heart will ache either way Hey what the hell what you want me to say I won't lie that I can't deny I did it all for the nookie c'mon The nookie c'mon So you can take that cookie And stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your I did it all for the nookie c'mon The nookie c'mon So you can take that cookie And stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your Why did it take so long Why did I wait so long huh To figure it out but I did it And I'm the only one Underneath the sun who didn't get it I can't believe that I could be deceived but you were Not by my so called girl but in reality She had a hidden agenda She put my tender heart in a blender And still I surrendered hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump hey Like a chump I did it all for the nookie c'mon The nookie c'mon So you can take that cookie And stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your I did it all for the nookie c'mon The nookie c'mon So you can take that cookie And stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your I'm only human It's so easy for your friends to give you their advice They'll tell you just let it go It's easier said than done I appreciate it I do but Just leave me alone Leave me alone Just leave me alone And nothing gonna change You can go away I'm just gonna stay here And always be the same And nothing gonna change Cuz you can go away And I'm just gonna stay here And always be the same And nothing gonna change Cuz you can go away I'm just gonna stay I did it all for the nookie c'mon The nookie c'mon So you can take that cookie And stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your I did it all for the nookie c'mon The nookie c'mon So you can take that cookie And stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your yeah Stick it up your |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
It's just one of those days when you don't wanna wake up Everything is fucked Everybody sucks You dont really know why But you wanna justify ripping somones head off No human contact and if you interact Then your life is on contract Your best bet is just to stay away Mother fucker it's just one of thse days It's all about the he says she says bull shit It think you better quit it letting shit slip I'm going leave ya with a fat lip It's all about the he says she says bull shit I think you better quit talking that shit... It's just one of those days Feeling like a freight train First one to complain leaves with a blood stain The mind of a maniac You better watch your back Cuz I'm fucking up your program (Nice rhyming Fred) Hey dude you're stuck up Your just locked up Next in line to get fucked up It's just one of those days Mother fucker so stay away It's all about the he says she says bull shit It think you better quit it letting shit slip or I'll leave ya with a fat lip Its all about the he says she says bull shit I think you better quit talking that shit punk So come and get it I feel like shit... My suggestion is to keep your distance Cuz right now I'm dangerous We all Feel like shit been treated like shit All those mother fuckers who wanna step up I hope you know I got a chainsaw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps going this way I might break something tonight I hope you know I got a chainsaw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps going this way I might break something tonight I hope you know I got a chainsaw I'll skin your ass raw And if my day keeps going this way I might break your fucking face tonight Give me something to break Give me smoething to break Give me smoething to break And that's your fucking face I hope you know I got a chain saw WHAT A chainsaw WHAT A mother fucking chainsaw So come and get it Its all about the he says she says bull shit It think you better quit it lett
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
lately i've been skeptical
silent when i would used to speak distance from all around me who witness me fall and become weak life is overwhelming heavy is the head that wears the crown i'd love to be the one to disappoint you when i don't fall down but you don't understand when i'm attempting to explain because you know it all and i guess things will never change but you might need my hand when falling in your hole you disposition i'll remember when i'm letting go you and me we're through and rearranged it seems that you're not satisfied there's too much on your mind so you leave and i can't believe all the bullshit that i find life is overwhelming heavy is the head that wears the crown i'd love to be the one to disappoint you when i don't fall down but you don't understand when i'm attempting to explain because you know it all and i guess things will never change but you might need my hand when falling in your hole your disposition i'll remember when i'm letting go you and me we're through and rearranged you're no good for me thank god its over you make believe that nothing is wrong until you're cryin' you make believe that life is so long until you're dyin' you make believe that nothing is wrong until you're cryin' cryin' on me you make believe that life is so long until you're dyin' dyin' on me! you think everybody's the same you think that everybody's the same i don't think that anybody's like you (you ruin everything and you kept fuckin' with me until its over and i won't ) you think that everybody's the same i don't think that anybody's like you be the same just think about it you'll get it |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
I ain't no joke
So you should get a pen And write yourself a little note so you don't forget again When it comes to cash I've been gettin smoked Lendin out my money Now I'm broke Somebody's gettin choked Cause now its time to pay the piper Bums are the type of shit that's in a diaper Don't make me have to call a sniper And wipe your brains off my windshield wiper you dirty bug As soon as I get paid they come in masses There's someone givin classes on kissin peoples asses Unless you're livin where the trash is Don't even come around here askin where my cash is Me I'm broke Me I'm broke I aint no joke I'll say it once again If I get provoked there'll be knuckles on your chin Some people never learn Borrowin from me you might regret it For one I ain't no bank and you got shitty credit As soon as I get paid they're comin out the woodwork Take your ass and get a job like you should jerk Unless you're livin where the trash is But you're not so find another spot where the cash is Me I'm broke Me I'm broke Gimme back my money bum You said you'd pay me back I'm broke and for that You deserve a smackin for slackin Now people say I'm a slacker If I'm a slacker Its through the eyes of the ones that are blind You said you'd pay me back I'm broke and for that You deserve a smackin for slackin Now people say I'm a slacker If I'm a slacker Its through the eyes of the ones that are blind You said you'd pay me back I'm broke and for that You deserve a smackin for slackin Now people say I'm a slacker If I'm a slacker Its through the eyes of the ones that are blind Give me back my money You said you'd pay me back I'm broke and for that You deserve a smackin for slackin Now people say I'm a slacker If I'm a slacker Its through the eyes of the ones that are blind You said you'd pay me back I'm broke and for that You deserve a smackin for slackin Now people say I'm a slacker If I'm a slacker Its through the eyes of the ones that are blind |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
I'm convinced that you hate (that you hate)
You hate me, you like (you like) You like to see me cry It's already a proven fact That you hate and you wait On me to die It's so scary I find it hard to confine I will make you see it my way You give, I take You say you want to be away from me You bring me I got the reason and I won't let go Take me down I got the reason and I want to know I'm convinced that you (fucked me) Real good. You did (you did) But I won't let go I got my reasons and I'm not leavin' Soon I'll wait on you to lie Please take this time for me to be unforgiven I give my life to you I lay my life on the line for you For you You bring me I got the reason and I won't let go Take me down I got the reason and I want to kno I.. got.. no reason You got no reason No fucking reason And I won't let go |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
Every day it's nothing but stress to me
Constantly dwellin on how you got the best of me Wanna know somethin I can't believe The way you keep testin me Mentally molesting me Would you think any less of me If I said that I'd be there Would you think any less of me If I said I really care Of course you would Cause you only want what you can't have As for me I'm stuck with my dick in my hand Because you don't feel nothing at all You don't feel nothing at all Maybe there's more to life than it seems Constantly running from reality chasing dreams Wanna know somethin I can't believe Just how much memory goes with you Do you think any less of me now Gone look at me now Everything is gone I can't seem to do anything right But I figured out why you don't let me inside Because you don't feel nothing at all You don't feel nothing at all Nothing at all You mean nothing to me But you think I'm useless to you now But I need one thing from you now I insist that you feel me You said You don't feel nothing at all You don't feel nothing at all |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
Fame you're
당신의 명성은 claimin' is the top of the world. 세상꼭대기에 올라가 있지 This stage is claimin' is the top of the world. 이 무대에는 세계의 최고만이 올라가는 곳이라구 Love I'm feelin when you people connect and 난 당신같은 사람들과 연락하는것을 느낄수 있단걸 사랑하지 if you're out in the 만약 당신이 군중밖으로 나간다면 crowd than you're gettin' more than respect. 더 많은 존경과 인기를 얻게 될꺼고 넌 그것도 즐기겠지 If you're wondering I got plenty of flows. 만약 니가 내 움직임에 대해 궁금하다면... I'm makin' plenty of friends and many are foes, 난 친구들을 많이 만들지만 그들의 대부분은 적들이지 but as the audience grows security knows stoppin' me 하지만 청중들은 나를 막기 위해 안전해지고 있어 now is kinda serious. 이제 사태가 심각해 No 아니 use in dreadin' what they call Armageddon. 그들이 아마게돈을 부르짖는 모습들을 악독하게 이용해 I think we made it through the slump 난 우리가 슬럼프에 빠짐으로써 그걸 해낼수 있었다고 생각하지 But who really cares where we're headin' 하지만 누가 진정으로 우리가 향하는곳에서 우리를 돌보는건지 cuz now you 그래서 지금 당신은 mutherfuckers got a reason to jump!! 뛰어오르기 위해 완전히 미친놈이 되엇어 (chorus) so lets make somethin' out of it. 그래서 그걸 벗어나서 무언가를 만들려고 해 This way we can all relate. 우리가 모두 친하게 될수 있는 이 길을 말야 Worldwide we collide. 세계적으로 우리는 서로 영향을 주고 받고 있어 This is how we communicate. 이건 우리가 연락하는 방법이고 So lets make somethin' out of it. 그래서 그걸 벗어나서 무언가를 만들려고 해 Whoever thought we would see the day. 누구나 우리가 오늘날을 바라보게 될거라고 생각하고 있어 I cant believe we did it. 난 우리가 그걸 햇다고 믿을수가 없어 So lets drift away. 그래서 멀리 떨어져 버렸지 Hate, a feelin' I don't really get. 내가 느끼는 증오는 내가 가진게 아닐지도 몰라 And hate can get you in some serious shit. 그리고 증오는 널 약간은 심각하게 만들수도 있어 Time is somethin' that might change me, but I cant time so fuck it. 시간은 나를 바꿀수도 있을꺼야. 하지만 난 빌어먹을 시간이 없어 ive been stumblin' through these thoughts and 난 그런 생각들로 인해서 멍청해지는것같군 I thought the fact that I 게다가 난 그 사실은 could be delirious. 내 정신착란으로 생성된거라고 생각하기까지 햇어 No use in dreadin' what they call Armageddon. 그들이 아마겟돈이라고 부르는것에 푹빠져 있는것은 사용하지 않아 I think we made it through the slump. 난 우리가 그것을 슬럼프를 통해서 만들었다고 생각햇어 But who really cares where we're leadin' 그렇지만 누가 우리가 이끌어가는 곳을 진정으로 돌봐줄까 cuz now you motherfuckers got a reason to jump!! 그래서 이제 당신은 뛰어다니기 위해 재수없는 놈이 됬어 (chorus).. We see good things change and good things go away. 우리가 변화할수 있는 행운들이 보인다면 그것들은 금새 사라질꺼야 We see good things waste and 우리는 좋은것들을 낭비하는 모습만을 볼수 있고 we waste the pain. 우리는 고통을 낭비하고 있어 What we need is to escape from today. 우리가 진정으로 필요한것은 이곳에서 도망가는것이 아닐까 Right? 맞아? what we need is a place to escape from today!! 우리가 필요로 하는게 현재에서 도피하는걸까 right?!... 그런가? Bring it on..you wanna be 니가 하고 싶은걸 가져오도록해 down with the G shock!! g쇼크와 함께 내려와봐 fuck the glam rock!! 글램락에 엿먹이고 assed out like ken shamrock 켄 샴락같이 토해내봐 MC's detest me, mc들은 나를 싫어할것 같은데 wanna chest to chest me, but I aint all about that. 나를 파괴하길 바라는것 같은데 난 모든것을 알고 있어 You gotta be down with the G shock!! 니가 G쇼크와 함께 내려가는것을 알고 있어 fuck the glam rock!! 글램락에 엿먹여 assed out like ken shamrock!! 켄 샴락같이 토해내봐 MC's detest me, MC들이 나를 싫어하는것 같은데 wanna chest to chest me, but you don't want none 나를 파괴하길 바라는것 같은데 하지만 당신은 아무것도 바라지 않고 있잖아 of that where we at?! 저게 우리의 모습이란 말야? Don't stop!! 멈추지마 its 9 teen 90 nine!! 그것이 1999년! |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
Who can be the boss
Look up to the cross Stranded in the land of the lost Standin up I'm sideways I'm blazin' up the path Runnin on the highways of rap Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes Keep the media dykes As re enforcements for the fight And that alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone Tangled in his own I got the bees on the track Where the fuck you at Tical Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now Shut the fuck up I'm pluggin in them social skills That keep my total bills over a million The last time I checked it Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it Wait until the second round I'll knock him out They call me big John stud My middle name mud Dirty water flow Too much for you thugs That can't stand the flood What up doc Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd The sure shot Mr Meth I'm unplugged Learn Temperature's too hot for sunblock Burn Playin with minds can get you state time Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind Killa bees in the club when there's ladybug Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug Love is love all day 'til they both slug And take another life in cold blood Can't feel me Cause it's your blood Murder is tremendous Crime is endless Same shit different day Father forgive us They know not what they do Our praises do I'm big like easy ya bigbamboo What's that I didn't hear you Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder Shut the fuck up Everybody N 2 Gether now Shut the fuck up What What What's that I didn't hear you Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder Shut the fuck up Everybody N 2 Gether now Shut the fuck up What What Headstrong deadcon dead by dawn Deadweight they dead wrong Let's get it on Twelve rounds of throwdown Who hold crown Protect land with both pound Limp Bizkit Get around like merry go What's the scenario Comin' through your stereo Why risk it Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted Eight essential vitamins and minerals Delicious Word on the street is They bit my thesis Knocked out their front teethes Tryin to taste mine Actin like they heard through the grapevine Dope fiendin for the baseline To provide rhyme Pharmaceuticals Hard as nails to the cubicle Where you find that monster She beautiful Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit Roll on the check Kick a hole in the speaker Pull the plug and inject Mic check So what's it all about Where we gonna run Maybe we can meet up on the sun Discretion is advised For the blood of virgin eyes Limpin on the track with Method So get the sunblock You get your one shot Until you dissolve I revolve around everything you got From outta nowhere prepare You'll be blinded by the glare I told you not to stare Now you're turned into stone Without a microphone But don't you forget you're in the zone So shut the fuck up And take that shit back Cause all your shit's whack Doodoo is doodoo When it's way down like that Burnin up your brain like a piston So all those who didn't listen Never even knew what they were missin And never even knew that the sky was fallin down Wu Tang Clan for the crown What's that I didn't hear you Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder Shut the fuck up Everybody N2 Gether now Shut the fuck up What What What's that I didn't hear you Shut the fuck up Come on a little louder Shut the fuck up Everybody N 2 Gether now Shut the fuck up What What It was over your head all day every day S I N Y 1 0 3 0 4 Wu Tang Killa Bees and the Limp B I Z K I T Gotta know the time Gotta know to rhyme It ain't easy bein greezy In a world of cleanliness and you know all that other madness We gone Peace |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
Backstabber! Two-faced! Low life! It's time to step up to the plate!
1 2 1 2 what the fuck ya gonna do? You know I see right through you When you act like you don't know me You lie, you cheat. You steal, you lose wouldn't wanna be in your shoes Always lookin over your shoulder For the ones you stick You sick little prick It looks like your times runnin out Creepin up your back So whatchu all about? I'm too fuckin' good And fuckin' proud I'm gonna show you how Bad it hurts to be a clown You're the kind of guy with two faces Just another life that's wasted Here's a little fact You do me like that End up in the back of my trunk in a sack You'd better keep your hands off What's mine or anybody else's When you're selfish Your wealth is All you crave from the cradle to the grave I'm too fuckin' good And fuckin' proud I'm gonna show you how Bad it hurts to be a clown I got a little bitty question Just what the fuck are you thinkin? You think you're all that and then some Well you're not I think you're dum ditty dumb I take it back Those thoughts are kinda whack Don't really need that kind of karma on the track Maybe Freddy Krueger will step into your dream and Burn you like a demon and leave your ass screamin To be exact I wanted to react Mission of attack Your head was gettin cracked But you're a human bein That's lucky to be breathin And that's that that's that I don't trust anybody Cuz nobody trust me Never gonna trust anybody And that's the way its gonna be I'm too fuckin' good And fuckin' proud I'm gonna show you how Bad it hurts to be a clown |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
Went too fast
Way too soon I feel disgusted and you should too It's no good when all that's left is the sex Sex has become all I know about you Memories of those filthy things that we do There is not one single thought that is left after sex with you Should've left my pants on this time But instead you had to let me dive right in Should've left my pants on this time You let me dive right in Wait... it's my ass Your perfume It makes temptation hard to refuse So I guess we undressed To have sex Dirty sex Sex has become all I know about you Memories of those filthy things that we do There is not one single thought that is left after sex with you Should've left my pants on this time But instead you had to let me dive right in Should've left my pants on this time You let me dive right in You couldn't respect yourself I couldn't respect myself I realize that I'm worth more than that Realize I mean more than that Should've left my pants on this time But instead you had to let me dive right in Should've left my pants on this time You let me dive right in |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
Where you at Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville, Columbia, Hartford,
Milwaukee, and Lewiston Maine Where you at Providence, Nashville, Memphis, Lauderdale, Portland, Orlando, Chicago, and Frisco? I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell Got lost in Boston lookin for the tea party Met a child molester in Worchester Need a Kleenex every time I'm leavin Phoenix I get silly when I play in Philly Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City Never know what I'm in for when I'm play in Denver Hard rock don't stop down in Vegas In Cincinnati the girls call me daddy And I probably ain't leavin the next time I'm in Cleveland Found my lucky coin in Des Moine And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena We get the swing from new Orleans Ft worth and Dallas we toast when we're tippin' up the challis Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa, Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis, St. Paul, North Hampton, Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA What can I say, I can't name em all So somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up And show me what you got! Hey ladies! Who's hot, who's not! I can't help but believe in these friends These bands, these tours and these places I've been I thank God, Mom & Dad Adriana, the sky, for the love I feel inside Jordan, my phat ass band Without em I'd be nothin but a pumpkin shoved inside a can Without the fans there wouldn't be no show And if that was really so then life would really blow To the firm, you always got my back. Korn for the love and the swappin of the tracks My brother Cory D, my man Terry Date We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great Scott Weiland the melody man, if you cant sing it nobody can Wu-Tang Clan skills from the Method The worlds best MC kills on this record Slim Shady, crazy ass cracker Staind, a brand new drug for your brain Les Claypool, for actin like a fool and all of the bands with the demos that were cool I'm so grateful for this life of mine The ones I didn't thank I will some other time Now I want somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up And show me what you got! Hey ladies! Who's hot, who's not! I've been around this world and then some Dumb ditty dumb kid where you comin from? I went from the garage to steppin' on these stages Outrageous rhymes left my mind and soon became contagious An MC with bad habits I am I see a mic then I grab it, scary ain't it? Comin raw with no corrections Savin all perfection's for what I do with my erections So dream on! |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
This pain in my stomach
Won't go away I assume this is punishment For all the mistakes I've made In a world where my actions Speak louder than words In a world where my actions Speak louder than words I know people than could ever be What lesson I've learned from it all Fortune and fame are disguised as your friend Cause I'm lonlier now than I've ever been This pain in my stomach Won't go away I assume this is punishment For all the mistakes I've made In a world where my actions Speak louder than words In a world where my actions Speak louder than words I know people than could ever be What lesson I've learned from it all Fortune and fame are disguised as your friend Cause I'm lonlier now than I've ever been |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 2집 - Significant Other [Explicit Version] (1999)
You wanted the worst
You've got the worst The one, the only Limp Bizkit We could've stopped You wanted the best? Then don't get the fuckin Backstreet Boys CD! Cause in this house it's Limp motherfucking Bizkit! Balls made of steel But don't hit me in the nuts though Limp Bizkit's in the house! You ain't shit! Guest: Les Claypool (Primus) Hit me! Fire cracker So there you go Fifteen of your hard earned dollars, right out the window Most epxensive piece of plastic Ive ever come across Fifteen dollars Fifteen dollars On a shoddy piece of plastic There is it, Limp Bizkit in all its glory Fred Durst, the man, the myth, the compulsive masterbator You love him, you hate him, you love to hate him Hello? Once when I was afraid to speak, when I was just a lad My poppy gavew my nose a tweak, and told me I was bad Then I learned a brilliant word, saved my aching nose The biggest word, that you've ever heard, and this is how it goes Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Even thought he sound of it is something quite atrocious Ah, those were the days I don't know You got any more of that ... So what did you think, you were getting a Celine Dion record? No no no young bucky You laughed, you cried, you just kissed your fifteen bucks goodbye Limp Bizkit? I dont think so Fred Durst? I dont know But what the hell, I got paid Goodbye now Prop the DJ (removed from final release) Rock the house DJ Lethal rock the house Limp Bizkit rock the house DJ Lethal rock the house |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
This is not a test, this is reality worlwiddddde Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Limp Bizkit is in the house. Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Who'se in the house? Limp Bizkit is in the house Bring it on.
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
Ladies and Gentlemen
Introducing the chocolate starfish and the hot dog flavored water Bring it on Get the fuck up YEAH Check 1 2 Listen up listen up Here we go It's a fucked up world And a fucked place Everybody's judge by their fucked up face Fucked up dreams and fucked up life A fucked up kid with a fucked up knife Fucked up mom and fucked up dad It's a fucked up cop with a fucked up badge Fucked up job A fucked up pay And a fucked up boss it's a fucked up day Fucked up press with fucked up lies While my beats is in the back with the fucked up lies Everybody knows this song Everybody knows this song Ain't it a shame that you can't say fuck Fuck's just a word and it's all fucked up Like a fucked up punk with a fucked up mouth A nine inch nail that gets knock the fuck out Fucked up babes with fucked up sex Fake ass tities on a fucked up chest We're all fucked up so whatcha wanna do Well fucked up me and fucked up you YOU WANNA FUCK ME LIKE AN ANIMAL YOU'D LIKE TO BURN FROM THE INSIDE YOU'D LIKE TO THINK THAT I'M A PERFECT DRUG JUST KNOW THAT NOTHING YOU DO will bring you closer to me Aim like a bitch a fucked up bitch A fucked up sword with a fucked up stich A fucked up head is a fucked up shame Swinging at my nuts is a fucked up game Jaleousy filling up a fucked up mind It's real fucked up like a fucked up crime If I say fuck two more times that's forty six fucks in this fucked up rhyme Everybody knows this song Everybody knows this song YOU WANNA FUCK ME LIKE AN ANIMAL YOU'D LIKE TO BURN FROM THE INSIDE YOU'D LIKE TO THINK THAT I'M A PERFECT DRUG JUST KNOW THAT NOTHING YOU DO WILL BRING YOU CLOSER TO ME You can't bring me down I don't think so You better check yourself before you wreck yourself Kiss my starfish my chocolate starfish Kiss my starfish my chocolate starfish YOU WANNA FUCK ME LIKE AN ANIMAL YOU WANNA BURN ON THE INSIDE YOU'D LIKE TO THINK THAT I'M A PERFECT DRUG JUST KNOW THAT NOTHING YOU DO WILL BRING YOU CLOSER TO ME |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
If only we could fly, Limp Bizkit style
John Otto, take em to the Mathew's bridge Can ya feel it, my g' g' generation, get up My g' g' generation, are you ready? Do you know where you are? Welcome to the jungle punk Take a look around It's limp Bizkit fuckin' up your town We download in the shockwave For all the ladies in the cave To get your groove on And maybe your the one who Flew over the cuckoo's nest Well guess who's next Generation x Generation strange Sun don't even shine Through a window pane So go ahead and talk shit Talk shit about me And go ahead and talk shit About my g' g' generation We don't, don't give a fuck and, We wont ever give a fuck un- till you, you give a fuck about me And my generation Hey kid, take my advice Ya don't wanna step into Abig pile of shit The captain is drunk Your world is titanic Floatin' on the funk So get your groove on And maybe I am Just a little fucked up Life's just a little fucked up Generation x Generation strange Sun don't even shine Through the window pane So go ahead and talk shit Talk shit about me And go ahead and talk shit About my g' g' generation We don't, don't give a fuck and, We wont ever give a fuck UN- til you, you give a fuck about me And my generation We don't, don't give a fuck and, We wont ever give a fuck UN- til you, you give a fuck about me And my generation Who gets the blame You get the blame And I get the blame Who gets the blame You get the blame And I get the blame But do you think we can fly Do you think we can fly Do you think we can fly Well I do, I do .....FLY! DJ Lethal, bring it on !!! Ooooooooooh yea, come on !!! So go ahead and talk shit Talk shit about me And go ahead and talk shit About my g' g' generation We don't, don't give a fuck and, We wont ever give a fuck UN- til you, you give a fuck about me And my generation We don't, don't give a fuck and, We wont ever give a fuck UN- til you, you give a fuck about me And my generation Oh yea |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
Why is everybody
always picking on me why is everybody always picking on me Does anybody really know a thing about me does anybody really know a thing about me One of these days we'll be in the same place And the same place punk at the very same time YEAH And when it takes it place and you wanna talk shit Then step your ass up AND SAY IT RIGHT TO MY FACE You'll get knock the fuck out Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash Knocked straight the fuck out Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash I ain't believing all this shit you've talking about me Don't even know me and still your talking shit about me don't even know me and still your talking shit about me One of these day i'm'a catch you in the act in the act Red handed caught up in the act punk Now that'll be the day the one and only day So step your ass up AND SAY IT RIGHT TO MY FACE You'll get knock the fuck out Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash Knocked straight the fuck out Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash So where you at Where you've been Sure in I was in Cause this world's Really stuck can we all get along So where you at Where you've been Sure in I was in Cause this world's Really stuck can we all get along How pathetic are peoples Who purposly rape us with talking We try to ignore them ignore them until they keep talking They think that they're good cheap liers Without us we've got the fortunates ones We got the fire to burn this MOTHER FUCKER DOWN DOWN DOWN BURN THIS MOTHER FUCKER DOWN DOWN DOWN BURN THIS MOTHER FUCKER DOWN DOWN DOWWWWWWN BURN THIS MOTHER FUCKER DOWN DOWWWWWWN BURN THIS MOTHER FUCKER You'll get knock the fuck out Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash Knocked straight the fuck out Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash That your ass can't cash |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
You think you're special you do
I can see it in your eyes I can see it when you laugh at me look down on me walk around on me Just one more fight about your leadership And I well straight up leave your shit Cause I've had enough of this and now I'm pissed This time I'm a let it all go now This time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way it's my way My way or the highway This time I'm a let it all go now This time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way it's my way My way or the highway Just one more fight about a lot of things And I will give up everything to be on my own again Free Again This time I'm a let it all go now This time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way it's my way My way or the highway This time I'm a let it all go now This time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way it's my way My way or the highway Someday you'll see things my way Cause you never know but you never know When you're gonna go Someday you'll see things my way Cause you never know when you never know When you're gonna go Just one more fight and I'll be history Yes I will straight up leave your shit And you'll be the one who's left missing me This time I'm a let it all go now This time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way it's my way My way or the highway This time I'm a let it all go now This time I'm a stand up and shout I'm a do things my way it's my way My way or the highway Someday you'll see things my way Cause you never know but you never know When you're gonna go Someday you'll see things my way Cause you never know when you never know |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
Alright partner keep on rollin' baby You know what time it is Chocolate Starfish Keep on rollin' baby Move in now move out Thanks The Limp Bizkit Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in now breath out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Now I know ya'll be lovin this shit right here L I M P Bizkit is right here People in the house with them hands in the air Cause if you don't care then we don't care One two three time zoom to the 6 Jonesin for you picks of the Limp Bizkit mix So where the fuck you at punk Shut the fuck up And back the fuck up Before we fuck this track up Move in now move out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in now breath out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' YOU wanna mess with the Bizkit You can't mess with the Bizkit Cause we get it on Everyday and everynight See this platnuim thing right here Well we're doin it all the time So you better get some better beats And uh get some better rhymes We got the game set So don't complain yet 24 7 never beggin for a raincheck Old school soldiers Blastin out the hot shit That rock shit Let 'em bounce in the mosh pit Move in now move out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in now breath out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Hey ladies Hey fellas And the people that don't give a fuck All the lovers all the haters And all the people that call themselves playas Hot mammas pimp daddies And the people rollin' in the Caddies Hey rockers hip hoppers And everybody all around the world Move in now move out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in now breath out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Move in now move out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Breath in now breath out Hands up now hands down Back up back up Tell me what you're gonna do now Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
This is dedicated to you
Ben Stiller You are my favorite mutherfucker I told you didn't I Drama makes the world go around Does anybody got a problem with that My business is my business Who's guilty Can I get a witness First things first The Chocolate Starfish is my man Fred Durst Access Hollywood lisence to kill A redneck fucker from Jacksonville Bangin on the dumpster funk My microphone machete's in the back of my trunk Rocker's who's steady with the He says she says And don't forget about the starfish navigation system Don't hate me I'm just an alien With thirty seven tons of new millenium Dum diddie dum Where's it coming from Mrs Aguilera come and get some Oh know which way to go To the dance floor It's on my stereo Pay me no mind I seen The Fight Club About twenty eight times And I'm a keep my pants saggy Keep a skateboard A spray can for the taggin And I'm a keep a lot of girls in my beer wagon Cause I don't give a fuck Livin' life in the fast lane I'm just a crazy mutherfucker Livin it up Not giving a fuck Livin life in the fast lane Another crazy mutherfucker Livin it up Not giving a fuck In the fast lane Take two Hoo haa Now who's the star sucker I'm the Starfish You silly mutherfucker Puff puff Give the marujuana cig Oops I don't even smoke But I love the way it smells Here's a toast to the females Sippin lung champagne from a seashell I think I gotta feel And pop his ass like a zit With the starfish navigation system I'm no cheap thrills baby Fill the briefcase with three dollar bills I'm just an ordinary run of the mill fella Spittin out hella mic skillz And I'm a keep my pants saggy Keep a skateboard A spray can for the taggin And I'm a keep a lot of girls in my beer wagon Cause I don't give a fuck Livin life in the fast lane I'm just a crazy mutherfucker Livin it up Not giving a fuck Livin life in the fast lane Another crazy mutherfucker Livin it up Not giving a fuck In the fast lane Cause it's so easy To tell a lie And it's so easy to run and hide But it's not easy to be alive So don't be wasting None on my time This world is like a cage And I don't think it's fair And I don't even think That anybody cares It'll leave a hole down the side of me And it'll leave a scar Can anybody see That we gotta get it out We got to get it out We got to get it out And I'm'a get it out with the mother fucking MICROPHONE PLUGGED IN MY SOUL I'm a renegade vibe gettin out of control I'm'a keep it alive and continue to be Livin life in the fast lane Cause it's so easy To tell a lie And it's so easy to run and hide But it's not easy to be alive So don't be wasting None on my time I'm just a crazy mutherfucker Livin it up Not giving a fuck Livin life in the fast lane Another crazy mutherfucker Livin it up Not giving a fuck In the fast lane |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
I'm dead from all the loneliness
And this is how I feel Understanding everything has never been my deal Maybe you have crossed my path and lived inside of me Or maybe you're the reason why I'm losing all my decensy But I believe that you and me we could be So happy and free inside a world of misery And I believe that you and me we could be So inside of you inside of me cause this will be the one This could be the one This could be the one This could be the one I've been looking looking looking I've been looking for my miss right But she don't exist Chemistry is everything and we're anything but this Maybe I have crossed your path Swift you off your feet And maybe I'm the reason why you cry at night before you sleep But I believe that you and me we could be So happy and free inside a world of misery And I believe that you and me we could be So inside of you inside of me cause this will be the one This could be the one This could be the one This could be the one So what do you think We could give it a try Cause you never know Maybe we could be soulmates But maybe notor maybe so If you never try then you'll never know The grass could be greener and it'll always be greener on the other side But you just never know This could be the one I do believe that you and me we could be So happy and free inside a world of misery And I believe that you and me we could be So inside of you inside of me cause this will be the one This could be the one This could be the one This could be the one Maybe so maybe not Who knows If your alone I know why If you can hide then go hide away But I want you to stay And blow me away away I want you to stay And blow me away away If you're alone don't you cry If you can hide then go hide away I want you to stay And blow me away away I want you to stay And blow me away away Away away |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
Yes millenium shit
Limp Bizkit hah X to the Z Bringing it live to you and yours Ladies and gentlement Hahaha my home boy Yo get at 'em dog You don't wanna fuck with me today Cause a little somethin' somethin' Didn't go your way So try not to feel like that today Cause I'm a real mutherfucker from Round the way We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place We're only giving a fuck If you're invading this space Gotta getcha groove on Don't keep us waiting too long Don't you treat me like a toy kid Are you enjoying this Every single I'm alive I'm a mess Got these laser beam mic checks Communicating through the genelect High tech Kick you on the run now Don't wanna be that guy Every single second I'm alive I'm alive I don't understand why I've got control for the candy in ya soul I'm bumpin' up the sweetness This is what you need Another little piece of me Inside of you Cause you that I always keep it true And that's exactly what I do It's what I do Yeah it's what I do You don't wanna fuck with me today Cause a little somethin' somethin' Didn't go your way So try not to feel like that today Cause I'm a real mutherfucker from Round the way We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place We're only giving a fuck If you're invading this space Gotta getcha groove on Don't keep us waiting too long I've got breakneck delivery No time for chivalry Extraordinary ability Shit longevity Dig deep in your soul And find yourself Cause mind control Can turn y'all into someone else So fast you'll hear the party spin the fuck right off Me and Fred about to go half of Microsoft Burning twenty percent Your little half ass direct hits Aint even making a dent Running the red All hell Xzibited lick As we attempt to bring home the championship It's all in the rist I still lead the league in assist Give me the fifth I'm drinking while I'm taking a piss You don't wanna fuck with me today Cause a little somethin' somethin' Didn't go your way So try not to feel like that today Cause I'm a real mutherfucker from Round the way We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place We're only giving a fuck If you're invading this space Gotta getcha groove on Don't keep us waiting too long I've got untapped material I serial kill shit Give me the real shit X finish him off quick Making your jaw split When I'm touching the mosh pit Constant conflict Knock you faggots unconscience Nauseous raising the stakes Increasing the weight Got homies I can lay down And lift their plate So quit trying to invade my space Before I call for a face to face And gotta rest my case This is how we do it Just recognise We can get you right to it Look into these eyes Look into these eyes And you'll see the size of the fame Then you might despise The size of my game Step the fuck back Xzibit's on the track You shoulda buckled up Before your head hit the dash You gotta hate that A demo from an eight track Brought me to a place Where platinum comes in eight stack bitch You don't wanna fuck with me today Cause a little somethin' somethin' Didn't go your way So try not to feel like that today Cause I'm a real mutherfucker from Round the way We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place We're only giving a fuck If you're invading this space Gotta getcha groove on Don't keep us waiting too long You don't wanna fuck with me today Cause a little somethin' somethin' Didn't go your way So try not to feel like that today Cause I'm a real mutherfucker from Round the way We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place We're only giving a fuck If you're invading this space Gotta getcha groove on Don't keep us waiting too long You don't wanna fuck with me today Cause a little somethin' somethin' Didn't go your way So try not to feel like that today Cause I'm a real mutherfucker from Round the way We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place We're only giving a fuck If you're invading this space Gotta getcha groove on Don't keep us waiting too long |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
All the teachin' in da world today
All the little girls fillin' up da world today When the good comes to bad, the bad comes to good But I'm a live my life like i should Now da critics wanna hit it This hit? How we did it, just because they don't get it But I'll stay fitted, new era commited Now this red cap gets a rap from these critics But do we always gotta cry Do we always gotta live inside a lie Life's just a blast cuz its movin' really fast So ya better stay on top or life'll kick you in the ass Follow me into a solo Remember that, kid, so whatcha wanna do And where ya gonna run when your stari'n down the cable of my mic Pointed at yo grill like a gun Limp Bizkit is rockin' the set It's like russian roulette when you're placin' your bet So don't be upset when you're broke and you're done Cuz I'm a be the one till I jet I know why you wanna hate me Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately And now you wanna hate me Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately Does anybody really know the secret Or the combination for this life and where they keep it It's kinda sad when you don't know the meaning But everything happens for a reason I don't even know what i should say Cuz I'm an idiot, a loser A microphone abuser I analyze every second I exist Beatin' up my mind every second with my fist And everybody wanna run Everybody wanna hide from da gun You can dig a rat through this life if you want But you can't dig the edge off a knife (no sir) And now you want your money back But you're denied, cuz your brain's fried from the sack And there aint nothin' i could do Cuz life is a lesson, you'll learn it when you're through I know why you wanna hate me Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately And now you wanna hate me Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately Now... I... know... why (now I know why you wanna hate me) I know why you wanna hate me Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately And now you wanna hate me Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
I just read your letter,
It says that you'll be gone for awhile. Don't you think t'was getting better, I guess I'm just a fool strung-out. [chorus start] What to do? My life is through. Just wanna kill, myself for you. [chorus end] I wonder, just how sympatic you'll be? You've come to take me under, And I forgot all about me. [chorus start] What to do? Life is through. Just wanna kill, myself for you. So tell me why? You say goodbye. And tell me why!?? YOUR FUCKING UP MY WHOLE LIFE! Yeah, Fucking up my whole life, So I'm on my way, I leave today, If I get away, It'll be okay. It'll be okay. [chorus end] I'm looking out a window, Into a world that's taking you from me. And I'm feeling so disgusted, How pathetic can I possibly be ? [chorus start] What to do? Life is through. Just wanna kill, myself for you. So tell me why? You say goodbye. And tell me why!?? YOUR FUCKING UP MY WHOLE LIFE! Yeah, Fucking up my whole life. So I'm on my way, I leave today, If I get away, It'll be okay. It'll be okay. [chorus end] If their's a better place you can take me, Better life you can give me. Whatever place I can start all over. And I would, never need what you gave me. Never need you to save me. And never feel like this life is over. [heavy guitar get it on here] If their's a better place you can take me, Better life you can give me! Whatever place I can start all over! And I would, never need what you gave me! Never need you to save me! And never feel like this life is over! Feel like this life is over. [chorus start] So I'm on my way, I leave today, If I get away, It'll be okay. It'll be okay. [chorus end] |
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from Limp Bizkit, Limp Bizkit 3집 - Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water [Explicit Version] (2000)
Looks like I'm gonna do
everything myself Maybe I could use some help but hell You want something done right you gotta do it yourself Maybe life is up and down But my life's been what till now I crawled up your butt somehow and that's when things got turned around I used to be alive now I feel pathetic and now I get it What's done is done you just leave it alone and don't regret it sometimes some things turn into dumb things And that's when you put your foot down Why did i have to go and meet somebody like you like you Why did you have to go and hurt somebody like me like me How could you do somebody like that like that Hope you know that i'm never coming back never coming back Looks like I'm gonna do everything myself Maybe I could use some help but hell You want something done right you just going it yourself Maybe life is up and down But my life's been what till now I crawled up your butt somehow and that's when things got turned around I used to be alive I feel pathetic and now I get it What's done is done you just leave it alone and don't regret it sometimes some things turn into dumb things And that's when you put your foot down Why did i have to go and meet somebody like you like you Why did you have to go and hurt somebody like me like me How could you do somebody like that Hope you know that i'm never coming back Why did i have to go and meet somebody like you like you Why did you have to go and hurt somebody like me like me How could you do somebody like that Hope you know that i'm never coming back Depending on you is done Giving to you is done no more eating no sleeping no living It's all just more giving to you and I'm done Depending on you is done Giving to you is done No more reaching no sleeping no living It's all just more forgiving to you and I'm done The hiding from you is done The lying on you is done No more eating no sleeping no living It's all just more giving to you and I'm done Why did I have to meet somebody like you Why did you have to hurt somebody like me How could you do somebody like that hope you know that I'm never coming back Why did I have to meet somebody like you Why did you have to hurt somebody like me How could you do somebody like that hope you know that I'm never coming back |
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