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Lightz (City of Angels)

Pain is so beautiful
City of angels
You know who you are
It's not that you're waiting
For so sweet tomorrow
In a room full of darkness
Hoping you'll find
LIGHTZ

It's not that your waiting
For so sweet tomorrow
In a room full of darkness
Hoping you'll find

What the fuck the days become
What a phase to run
We don't judge no priest we don't
Preach we cum
Smoke all in my lungs
Fuck you I'm having fun
We ain't blind we see
We don't beat we drum

Organize the ways, damn this life is a stage
Grab the moment and own it I'm Lookin forward today
Before I hop on this plane, it's important to say
Goodbye to my kids, you know you better behave

I'm livin outta my soul, fuck it there's no regrets
Hittin Texas we're selling , this cash money no bet
I've seen this ship before and I ain't have no fear
I'm near I'm near I'm near bitch I'm right here

Fuck it ima a drink, if I don't get a DUI
See these tickets sneak up
On you like a sniper eye
Yeah, I'm right above the clouds boy
Ain't no way, it's time to get it now boy

Pain is so beautiful
City of angels
You know who you are
It's not that you're waiting
For so sweet tomorrow
In a room full of darkness
Hoping you'll find
LIGHTZ

I had been through is storm, been through the rain
People tellin me lies, nobody taking the blame
Jumpin through all my thoughts, like its a picket fence
All the shit that I've done, doesn't really make sense

Show em how to behave
Show em how to go far
Show em how you believe
Show em who you are
Fell in love with a stripper
She happy outta my head
Every fucked up lady
You can say what she said

For every single right
I'm always born white
I'm punching theses walls and it ain't no right
No cheese no bite
come alive through the night
And I sleep in the day
That's the vampire life

Cash money metal
I should get a medal
Going for the good, life don't settle
It's a race to the pain
Beauty is a name
Tag it on my arm
Cause my life won't change

Paint is so beautiful
City of angels
You know who you are
It's not that you're waiting
For so sweet tomorrow
In a room full of darkness
Hoping you'll find
LIGHTZ

It's not that you're waiting
For so sweet tomorrow
In a room full of darkness
Hoping you'll find
LIGHTZ

 

Livin' It Up

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? (yeah)
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 licence to kill
A redneck fucker from Jacksonville
Bringin on the dumpster funk
My microphone machete's in the back of my truck
Rockin soul 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?
Misses Aguilera, come and get some
Oh know, which way to go
To the dance floor
In stewa- stereo
Pay me no mind
I seen The Fight Club
About twenty eight times
And I'm 'a keep my pants saggin
Keep a skateboard
A spray can, for the taggin'
And I'm 'a keep a lot of girls on my
Band wagon
Cause I don't give a fuck
Livin' life in the fast lane (life in the fast lane)

I'm just a crazy mutherfucker
Livin' it up
Not giving a fuck
Livin' life in the fast lane (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' mum's champagne from a seashell
I take a counterfeit
And pop his ass like a zit
With the starfish navigation system

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 saggin
Keep a skateboard
A spray can, for the taggin'
And I'm 'a keep a lot of girls on my band
wagon
Cause I don't give a fuck
Livin' life in the fast lane (life in the fast lane)

I'm just a crazy mutherfucker
Livin' it up
Not giving a fuck
Livin' life in the fast lane (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 inside of me
And it'll leave a scar
Can anybody see?
That we gotta get it out
We gotta get it out
And I'm 'a get it out
With the mutherfucken microphone
Plug it in my soul
I'm a renegade riot getting out of control
I'm 'a keep it alive
And continue to be
Flying like an eagle
To my destiny
So can you feel me? (Hell yeah)
Can you feel me? (Hell yeah)
If you feel mutherfucker then you'll say (Hell yeah)
Then you say(hell yeah)
Then you say- Hell yeah, I'm 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 (life in the fast lane)

Another crazy mutherfucker
Livin' it up
Not giving a fuck
In the fast lane

 

Lonely World

Who's the man (the man in the middle)
Who's the man (the man in the middle)
Who's the man (the man in the middle)
Who's the man (the man in the middle)

Whos the man?
Whos, the m-m-man?

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
But 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)
Who's the man (the man in the middle)
Who's the man (the man in the middle)
Who's the man (the man in the middle)

 

Los Angeles

It's live from Los Angeles baby!
Every corner that I turn
I see a lady that burns
Hot mama walking down the street
I'm loving all these L.A. freaks
Pretty woman look my way
I'm throwing my hook your way
Hold tight while I reel you in
Better leave him so tell again
Let's cruze down Sunset
Make a pit stop at the Rainbow
Then we gonna hit the Roxy
Let a few hot mamas rock me
So many, it's hard to choose
Take your pick, they all bad news
Got game, they all want you
Got shame, they always do
Livin' in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous
So much ass in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous
You better know when to hold em'
Know when to fold em'
Know when to pull the brakes
And keep rollin'
Know when you got a Hollywood tranny
Adam's apple
Dick in the panties
Gold diggin' comes with the scene
One more fake Hollywood queen
Got another when it coming fox
Keep your cock in the sock
Know what I mean
Livin' in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous
So much ass in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous
She can pick you up
She can bring you down
She's got all your dreams
Locked inside this town
There's no way to leave
Once you have a ride
Just be glade you know
That your still alive
You want girls that crawl
You can have it all
Anything you want
It's a monster's ball
You won't have to beg
They jump in your bed
Better check your head
Or you'll be left for dead
Oh, yeah come on now
Oh, yeah
Yeah, live in Los Angeles
Home of the slutes and hookers and bullshit
Gold diggers
Yeah you ain't missin' shit baby
Come on, bring it on
Livin' in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous
So much ass in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous
Livin' in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous
So much ass in Los Angeles
It's definitely scandalous

 

Loser

I'm a loser yes it's true
Feels like I'm losing since I met you
Through the good times and the bad
Feels like I'm losing all I ever had

Check it out!

Back in the days there was ways
I was moving on guns all ablaze
Dwelling on the past like I do
Still can't forgive all the abuse
That ain't the way to rise from the crib
Still running hard from this shit
Why you want to push my buttons
Making sure that I feel nothing
Do you really think you need to remind me
Every time every single second that I'm alive
Just to make yourself feel better I don't think so
I just want to do it all right
Find me a better place in this life
We bring out the worst in each other
That ain't a way to love one another

I just wanna be okay
There ain't nothing wrong with that
I'm losing my life away
Losing myself and I want it back

I'm a loser yes it's true
Feels like I'm losing since I met you
Through the good times and the bad
Feels like I'm losing all I ever had

Check it out!

Do you remember when we both used to be so in love for eternity?
All the promises that we made
All our friends said we had it made
Yeah there were times we were up times we were down
World spinning 'round
Everybody goes through a brawl
But me and you could crash through it all
We were both lions in a cage
We were both livin through the rage
We were still afraid
And we both had everything but didn't have it made
I'm really feeling bad that we both gonna have to say goodbye now (Goodbye)
But it is what it is and I'm gonna have to take a time out

I just wanna be okay
There ain't nothing wrong with that
I'm losing my life away
Losing myself and I want it back

I just wanna be okay
There ain't nothing wrong with that
I'm losing my life away
Losing myself and I want it back

I'm a loser yes it's true
Feels like I'm losing since I met you
Through the good times and the bad
Feels like I'm losing all I ever had

I'm a loser yes it's true
Feels like I'm losing since I met you
Through the good times and the bad
Feels like I'm losing all I ever had

I just wanna be okay
There ain't nothing wrong with that
I'm losing my life away
Losing myself and I want it back

I just wanna be okay
There ain't nothing wrong with that
I'm losing my life away
Losing myself and I want it back

I'm a loser yes it's true
Feels like I'm losing since I met you

 

Middle Finger

Yeah
In the house
Ladies and gentlemen
Paul Wall

[Paul Wall]
The balling is big
Cuz the hustle is hard
The grind is kinda huge
So jealousy is quite large
With credit cards and cash stacks
My mind focused on greenbacks
I go and get it
I don't relax
The player hating is to the max
Kush sacks and powder packs
No time to eat
It's just snacks
That's whiskey and congiac
Getting fucked up like
College frats
Just facts
Fascination with paper stacks
And masturbation on baby's backs
Assassination my player stacks
Gang sharp like thumb tacks
Go dump on horse gump
They chew me up like orbits gum
Swallow cock and eat cum
Eat crumbs
Run from cops but bar none
In the streets like a bum
If you don't like come get you some

[Chorus]
I hear em talking that shit
But they ain't saying shit
They don't wanna start shit
Tell them they can eat shit
They all full of shit
Cuz they not about shit
If they keep on talking shit
Im'ma gonna make them eat shit
Motherfucker fuck you
With my middle finger up
Motherfucker fuck you
With my middle finger up
Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck you (fuck you)

[Fred Durst]
Hold up
I got moves to makes
I cruise this globe you
Gonna hafta wait
Imma slap that bitch upside your face
But bitch don't smile
Imma hafta hate
I don't take to that shit so lightly
Microphone got me in the zone
What that shot patrol
We gonna hafta brone
Imma smack this shit upside your brain
Upside your dome
What
You know what me and Paul Wall
Gonna fuck this shit like some slut
Yo bitches go get lubed up
Get chewed out and spit out
Like snot i blow this shit out
I love when rock and roll gets mix with hip hop ho!
Lets shot this clock
Blasting classics
Now you know
I'm head to toe
On abby road
I flip that super nasty flow
Keep the ladies on the go and they keep coming back for mo'

[Chorus]
I hear em talking that shit
But they ain't saying shit
They don't wanna start shit
Tell them they can eat shit
They all full of shit
Cuz they not about shit
If they keep on talking shit
Im'ma gonna make them eat shit
Motherfucker fuck you
With my middle finger up
Motherfucker fuck you
With my middle finger up
Fuck you (fuck you)
Fuck all the haters
Fuck you (fuck you)

Cease the fake
Increase the stakes
This gold cobra is wilder great
Please wait no sweet escape
Just swisher sweets
Ain't KUSH great
Police on the take
No beefs with fate
No peace for fate
Peace is the shit they speak the hate
Just broken bones and body aches
You gotta leap from the waist
Hello police state
Keep my mind on the cake
I'm fly like superman
But no cape
Dripped and draped in that street scholar
Hardly awake and half baked
Peak the technique
Clean the slate
The flow is so well done like steak
Break em down
I got some moves to make
Go fuck yourself if you can't relate

[Fred Durst]
They talk yeah
They talk
They talk
They talk
They done dug themselves a hole
They know it's all they fault
Gonna pour salt straight on the wound
Getter catch this jet it's leaving soon
Infection might be settling in
But this doctor done checked out the room
We blazing through like Xananadu
What?
Now you know what not to do
This crack here might not be for you
But imma gonna leave you crackers black and blue
We wrack this shit like hand grenades
This blunt is smoked up all day
But had to piss on your parade

[Chorus]

 

My Generation

If only we could fly
Limp Bizkit style
John Otto
Take em to the Matthews Bridge
Can you 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 downloaded the Shockwave
For all the ladies in the cave
To get your groove on
And maybe I'm the one
Who flew over the cuckoo's nest
But guess who's next? (who?)
Generation X
Generation Strange
Sun don't even shine through our window pane

So go ahead and talk shit
Talk shit about me
Go ahead and talk shit
About my g-g-generation

Cause we don't, don't give a fuck, and
We won't ever give a fuck
Un-til you
You give a fuck about me
And my generation

Hey kid, take my advice
You don't want to step into a big pile of shit
Captain's drunk
Your world is Titanic
Floating 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 our window pane

So go ahead and talk shit
Talk shit about me
Go ahead and talk shit
About my g-g-generation
Cause we don't, don't give a fuck, and
We won't 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 won't 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? (away away)
Do you think we can fly? (away)
Do you... think we can fly?
Well I do (I do)
I do (I do)
Fly!

DJ Lethal... Bring it on!

Oooh yeah!
Come on!
So go ahead and talk shit
Talk shit about me
And go ahead and talk shit
About my g-g-generation
Cause we don't, don't give a fuck, and
We won't 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 won't ever give a fuck
Un-til you
You give a fuck about me
And my generation

Oh yeah

 

My Own Cobain

Take the... always there room around be nowhere
But in my own cobain

Chorus:
I can't believe it's over
I can't believe I'm broken
With someone tell me that it's all just dreaming
I need myself for grand new...
And that's the way life's goes on it's so mysterious
Wish I could have a crystal ball
Which in your life it's just a... you know the taste loving you is not a
Grace

Emotions are all yours to take that's the way it's planning
Broken hearts and broken dreams in my mind it cannot scream
Never seems the ways it seems but you know me
And I'll always be the way you want to be not today
It's never true take some time to breathe in my own cobain.

Chorus:
I can't believe it's over...

 

My Way

Special (Check, klump, melody, klump, melody)
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
And walk around on me

Just one more fight
About your leadership
And I will straight up
Leave your shit
Cause I've had enough of this
And now I'm pissed (yeah)

This time I'm a let it all come out
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 come out
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

(Check out, check check out, check check check, check out my melody)
(Check out, check out, check out, check check, check out my melody)
(Check, check check, check check, check check check, check check check out my melody)
(Check, check out, check, check out, check, check out, check check check out my melody)

Just one more fight
About a lot of things
And I will give up everything
To be on my own again
Free again (yeah)

This time I'm a let it all come out
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 come out
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

Some day you'll see things my way
Cause you never know
No ya never know
When you're gonna go

Some day you'll see things my way
Cause you never know
No ya never know
When you're gonna go

(Check, check out, check, check out my melody)
(Check out, check check out, check check out, check check check check out my melody)
(Ch Ch check, check out, klump, melody, check check out my melody

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 (yeah)

This time I'm a let it all come out
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 come out
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

Some day you'll see things my way
Cause you never know
No ya never know
When you're gonna go

Some day you'll see things my way
Cause you never know
No ya never know

(Check out, check check out, check check out, check check out
Check check out, check check out, check check out, melody)
(Check out, check check out, check out, check check out, check out, check check out, check, out, check, out)
(Check out, check check out, check, out, check, out, check out, check check out, check out, check out my melody)

 

N 2 Gether Now

Fred: 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 Gotti on the phone
Tangled in his own I got the bees on the track
Where the fuck you at?
(Method Man - Tical)
Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now
(Method Man - 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

Method Man: 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 this 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?
Til 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 due
I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo

Method Man: 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! 3x

Method Man: Headstrong, deadcon,
Deadweight ya 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 feindin for the baseline
To provide rhyme
Pharmaceuticals
Hard as nails to the cuticle
Where you find that monster
She beautiful
Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit
Roll on the set
Kick a hole in the speaker
Pull the plug and then jet

Fred: 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
(Method Man - So shut the fuck up!)
And take that shit back
Cause all your shit's whack
(Method Man - (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

Method Man: 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! 3x

Method Man: 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

Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, bring it on

Hey wait up, where you guys going? You're not recording are you? I'm all alone
I can't do this
Feel it
You guys feel it out there?
Check your head if you feel it
Hey, hey, hey
Every day is brigther than the next day, at least that's what you think
Every day is brigther than the next day, at least that's what you think

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