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Sanitarium (Live)

Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see
The dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
Can't they see that's why my brain says rage
Rage, rage, rage, rage

[Chorus:]
Sanitarium
Leave me be
Sanitarium
Leave me alone

Build my fear of what's out there
Cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
Violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
He's getting better, can't you tell?

No more can they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell
Hell, hell, hell, hell

[Chorus: Repeat]

[Fred Durst]
Oh yeah, are you happy to be here or what?
Well all I know is at a Metallica concert, nobody's sitting down
So everybody in those fuckin' seats stand the fuck up!
Get up!
Get the fuck up!
Thats what I'm talkin' bout!
And I want all you people right here on the floor
Who are fortunate to be here tonight, to move in pretty close
Come on in
You back there come on in
Alright, I want y'all to repeat after me ok?
Leave me alone (x3)
Leave me alone, I'm gonna break the fuck out! C'mon!
Leave me alone (x3)
Leave me alone, I'm gonna break the fuck out! C'mon!

Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny's in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill is such a friendly word
Seems the only way
'To' reaching out again

Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny's in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill is such a friendly word
Seems the only way
To bring it back again

Mirror stares back hard
Kill is such a friendly word
Seems the only way
TO BRING IT BACK AGAIN

Chorus : End

 

Secret Track (Stereotype Me)

Am I a freak in the darkness
Or am I a misfit
You speak with opinions
To seek in so deep
But it's alright
Well your just an illusion
Confused by your narrow mind
Reality is up ahead in the distance
But that lack of persistence has left you behind
Now you're reaching for your sanity
Cause you afraid of me, so don't f**k with me
You wanna ask me a question, well I got a question
How much longer can I tolerate this s**t
Ego's trip when you're livin' on the flip side
Droppin out of the uterus and die, damn
I see ya pointin' your finger
You stereotype me, cause you don't like me
Well you don't even know me, punk
You don't know me
You stereotype me, cuz you dont like me

 

Shark Attack

Another one of those days
Feeling like a shovel
With a lot of shit in the way
Gonna clear me a path
Right to the culprit
Straight to your fucked up past
This ain't about rage
It's about disrespect
You should've thought about that
Before your track went flat
Homie what the deal?
Why you talkin' shit like that?
I've had enough drama
I don't need a chump
Talkin' that trash in pajamas
Heated up like a sauna
Time to pay the piper
I ain't givin' hope like Obama
I'm spitting out flames
Better hit the deck
I'ma mic check them games
You don't need a new coach
You need a new neck
Once I connect with your throat

Still shockin' like a heart attack
Cause I'm a maniac (Cause I'm a maniac)
Still running through the shark attack
Without a single scratch (Without a single scratch)
Still limpin' where the dog is at
Up in my brainiac (Up in my brainiac)
Still bitin' while your barkin' back
So you can shut your trap

Check 1-2
I ain't even through
Givin you grief
Put another stain on your teeth
Back up on your feet
Call in the rescue
Better get the whole damn fleet
This attack ain't stealth
It's worldwide
Homicide bad for your health what
I'm going straight for the gut
Closing them minds
Sewing them lips straight shut
Go ahead put it on me
Show me what you got
Why you get robbed like a zombie
It's a one man army
Puff Puff give
Watch em get smoked like a cig
You heard of Freddy Kruger?
I'm kinda like that
With a red cap and a luger
Still slinging it to ya
Microphone hustler
Bad mother fucker
Screw you

Still shockin' like a heart attack
Cause I'm a maniac (Cause I'm a maniac)
Still running through the shark attack
Without a single scratch (Without a single scratch)
Still limpin' where the dog is at
Up in my brainiac (Up in my brainiac)
Still bitin' while your barkin' back
So you can shut your trap (just shut it)

Shut it down
Just shut it down
Swimming with sharks ain't easy
They just want to kill and eat me
I ain't gonna let that happen
Watch me plan my shark attack
Make them wish they never knew me
Turn their grey-white-ass to sushi
This is my old-school technique
It's all I need to lead them on peace

Still shockin' like a heart attack
Cause I'm a maniac (Cause I'm a maniac)
Still running through the shark attack
Without a single scratch (Without a single scratch)
Still limpin' where the dog is at
Up in my brainiac (Up in my brainiac)
Still bitin' while your barkin' back
So you can shut your trap

Shut it down
Just shut it down
Shut it down
Shut it down

 

Shove

...You move us alive, ya been pushing me
But the intensity knows with the bass and the drums
But should ya feel the fear of being locked in a cage?
With a manger letting out all the anger
Could lead to danger!

Steppin' on my song, around were kickin' with the sound
We keep on knockin' em' down

Limp-bizkit-knows
When push comes to shoooove!

Its too late
Ya know its too late!
Just shove me punk!

You cannot rewind! x3

 

Show Me What You Got

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!

 

Sour

Mellow out....bitch
Hell no
I thought I knew ya
Took the time to put my love into ya
Screw ya
'Cause now you got me sittin in the sewer
I'm through with all them roller coaster rides
See, I ain't forgot about the knots that you been tieing 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 accepted that was in the past
I know you love me
Love 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 living in my castle
Just to use me
And verbally abuse me
That's not the way I'm running my shop
It took a while to see the light before I stopped
And you got dropped off
It's over, probably I'll be sweatin it
But in the long run you'll be the one regrettin it
Maybe you won't, maybe you will
But baby, you're still about as real as a three dollar bill
{chorus}
There's no one to blame but you
And who gets the blame me
Ohh ohh, I sound like a bitch
A little bitch in heat
With all that anger that I'm feelin
Bitch I think it's heat
Another split tail
Just another split tail
Thanks for the lesson
Now get your shit and hit the trail
We know I'm coming from that old school
You damn fool
Intensity is something that I'm made of
And certainly I'm not afraid of
A little smack in my face
Thanks for the taste
{chorus}

 

Stalemate

It's not my mind - [5x]
Yo 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
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 decided 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
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 decided to step into my little world
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, your 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]
Please don't wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I wish I was wasted
I'm gonna get mine
Please don't wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I'd like to rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine
Please don't wake me
I'm gonna get mine
Please don't wake me
You're so sweet - [3x]
I'm gonna get mine - [3x]
Please don't wake me
I'm gonna get mine
Please don't wake me
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...

 

Stereotype Me

Am I a freak in the darkness
Who am I a misfit
You speak with opinions
To seek in so deep
But it's alright
Well your just an allusion
Confused by your narrow mind
Reality is up ahead in the distance
But that lack of persistence has left you behind
Now you're reaching for your sanity
Cause you're afraid of me, so don't fuck with me
You wanna ask me a question, well I got a question
How much longer can I tolerate this shit
Ego's trip when you're livin' on the flip side
Drop down of an uterus and god damn
I see ya pointin' your finga
You stereotype me, cause you don't like me
Well you don't even know me, punk
You don't know me

 

Stink Finger

A city of canvas
I'm thinking I've been there before
You know something, I live in this pig pen this filthy pig pen next door
Another picture
My aroma, stick that nose up in the air
Is that the excuse you use to ruin me
I need to get you outta my way
Pack your bags you punk, get the fuck outta here
Need to get you outta my way
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor
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 sh...
Should I listen, I absorb
You amuse me idiot
All bent outta shape
Cause I piss on your gate
I need to get you outta my way
Pack your bags you punk, get the fuck outta here
Need to get you outta my way
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor
Yeah 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 - [2x]
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
You don't stop
Got it
Stinky, stinky finger
And you don't
And you don't

 

Stuck

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 the buck, buck
And now you duck duck goose, I'm lettin' loose
With the thirty odd freestyle
Labeled hostile by my profile
Must be all the madness
You and all your tactics
Jonesin for my cash
Got to make them pockets super phat
Hey I'm a humble man
Kicking out the jams like a tramp
I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
What's with all the business
I get paid to take the microphone and slay the stage
Stay away from all the bros. in my band
And all the fans and
All my friends is when the cash is coming in
Or i'll be slammin them balls to the 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 a 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 blasting
Boy you wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck, you're so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't even know
All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi
Far from suicidal
Still I get them tendencies
Bringing back them memories
That I really miss when I reminisce
Rocking 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
Phat ass rhythms 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 your ass that I'm blasting
Boy you wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck, you're so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't even know
Aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch
Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that green
All I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head
I got a little problem, just one question, beyatch
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 - [2x]
Why, why you gotta be like that
Why, why you wanna be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that
Why, why you gotta be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that
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 fucking whore
Stuck on yourself, you are
You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
Stuck on yourself, you whore
You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck, you're so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't even know
Live on tape beyatch, don't fuck with us

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