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Pollution

Come on fool
Aw...aw...aw drop that shit
Straight comin' at ya, punk
The greatest side is critical when digging on my concept
Rhythms keep on building like smoke
Got'cha running from the law
Maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle
Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile
Style's bound to the sky lines
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Choking on my fly rhymes
You need the Heimlich maneuver
This ain't no joke
You're gonna choke
When I'm swinging it to ya

[chorus]
When do you decide (you decide)
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 the grip tight on the mic when I spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Breaker, breaker one nine, spitting out that skill
Suicidal punk let me know you're real
I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line
Now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind
So if you're crossing over, let me know you're real
?????? now you get the feel
I rumble like the thunder
Now you're going under
I bet ya wonder what the fuck is even going down
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringing on the pain
When do you decide (you decide)
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 the grip tight on the mic when I spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
So when they tell 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 beat back
And when they tell us to shut the fuck up
I'm gonna bring that beat back
Yeah, gonna bring that beat back
Aw, gonna bring that beat back
Fuck, gonna bring that beat back
Yo, yo, yo J bring that beat back
When do you decide (you decide)
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 the grip tight on the mic when I spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat back
Bring that beat back, beat back - [2x]
Back [repeated a bunch of times]
(Fred shut up, alright)
(This is me telling you to shut up..shut up)
(Fred, shut the fuck up)
(We're done)

 

Press Your Luck

Here we go!
Bring it on!

I'm Fred D. #1 limp dog
Alien night train laying down the law
All around the world everybody wanna see
My five knuckle grip on this M.I.C
Weaving in and out with that old school funk
Keeping bass line sticky like i buy you skunk
Five more seconds till this shit takes off
Best buckle up before your shit gets tossed

Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa)

Oh my god its the cops at the door,
And they wanna stop all the mosh on the floor
They wanna keep me in line
So I break me a rhyme for your mind and i'm
Dressed to kill
Living low with my flow
I'm a creep i'm a
vampire starting fires in the street
Like a snake sneaking up in the grass
With the beat you can't blast
Taking chunks out your ass

Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa)

All around ..The world ..You know me ..
All around ..The world ..We know You..

All you MC's waking up from a nap
Better fix your target on the red ball cap
And if you ain't got 20-20 on the sight
Meet me at the show i'll be rocking all night
Better bring a friend and a girlie if you got it
She could use a pass to my backstage party
Now i'm outta line and I like it like that
Just another fume on the limp dogs track

All around ..The world ..You know me ..
All around ..The world ..We know You..

Oh my God (oh my God)
oh my God (Oh my God)
Oh my God...
It's the cops here again
And they wanna lock a dog up in a van
If they wanna try to control how we
Rock and we roll cause they know i'm a
Fugitive
On the run is my mic like a gun
And I use the stage to release all my rage
Gimme 1 gimme 2 gimme 3
Gimme britney and i rock it like a G

Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa)

All around ..The world ..You know me ..
All around ..The world ..We know You..

 

Re-Arranged

Just think about it
Just think about it

Lately I've been skeptical
Silent when I would used to speak
Distant from all around me who witness
Me fail 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
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through and rearranged

It seems that your not satisfied
There's too much on your mind
So you leave and I cant 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 of
You and me we're through and rearranged
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'
And 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 is the same
I don't think that anybody is like you
(You ruin everything and you kept fuckin' with me until its over and I wont be the same)

 

Re-Entry

Step right up
Step right up, everyone
Wether your good or bad
Happy or sad

Wether your an emotional wreck
Or a glisfull speck in this
Black hole of an existence
Weee callll liffffe

Step right up and witness something
You'll 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 *HEYYYYYYYY!*
Built for you by the MA *Hey shut up already, what is it!*
What is it? *Uh, yeah dog, what is it*
WHAT IS IT? *Ladies and Gentleman*
IT! Is Limp... Bizkit...

All around the world you know me
All around the world we know you

All around the world you know me
All around the world WE KNOW YOU!

 

Ready To Go

They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho
We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go

Back it's the motherfucking rock god
I'm so poker-faced, ladies going Ga-Ga
That's right it's Freddy D, the public enemy
You know, the one to have Britney drop it to her knees (OOOOOOOH!)
I don't give a fuck, I probably never will
Bitch get at me if that ass is like Jessica Biel's
Who down with me tonight? You know I'll treat you right
You shake for me until they turning on them ugly lights
Throw them fingers up, and finger-fuck the sky
She like the way we pump it, I call her pumpkin pie
I ain't about to lie, I came up in it high
You got a problem and I'll bust you in your fucking eye, player
Baby you're a rockstar, I know who the fuck I am
40 million records later, I am still the fucking man
I came to rock, all she wanna do is roll
Now she at my house sliding up and down that pole

[Hook: Limp Bizkit]
They say that rock shit doesn't rock anymore
They say that whole game done went pop so I'm back in this ho
We drinking gin 'till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your bitch? Cause she told me she ready to go

 

Rearranged

Lately I've been skeptical
Silent when I would used to speak
Distant from all around me
Who witness me fail 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
Your disposition I'll remember when I'm letting go of
You and me we're through
And re-arranged

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 of
You and me we're through
And re-arranged

You and me we're through
And re-arranged

You're no good
For me
Thank God its over

You make believe
That nothing is wrong until you're cryin'
And you make believe
That life is too 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 too long until you're dyin' (dyin'!)
Dyin' on me!

You think that everybody is the same
I don't think that anybody is like you
(You ruin everything and you kept fuckin' with me until its over and I won't be
the same)
You think that everybody's the same (you kept fuckin' with me, kept fuckin' with me)
I don't think that anybody's like you (you kept fuckin' with me, kept fuckin' with me)
Be the same

Just think about it (Just think, think, think about it, think, about, about, about it, about it)
You'll get it (Just think, think, think, think about it, think, about, about, about it, about it)

(Think, think, think... about it. Just think about it [x16)

 

Red Light - Green Light

Freak baby, freak freak baby [x2]
Red light, green light [x3]
You ready to roll?
Tell me when you're 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
Don't wait, lay the greeze baby
Don't flake, shake the knees baby
Your fella's mad at me baby, oh well, enemies baby
Who's braggin' they raggin' on me baby?
Who's breath is draggin' on me baby?
Who steps through all agony baby?
Who's checks are bigger than me baby?
Who thinks before it goes down baby?
Who rocks in every town baby?
I don't know if it ain't me
Must be a clone on this microphone baby
[chorus]
Red light, green light [x3]
You ready to roll?
Tell me when you're ready to go [x2]
(you know i'm 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 i'm so original
I don't 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 that's the way we do it, sometimes we hittin' switches
In the low-rider slidin' to the hood and back
It's 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 pop'em, i'm 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 i'm 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, freak freak baby [x3]
Look who's talkin' it up baby
One more chalkin' it up baby
Star maps stalkin' it up baby
My dogs barkin' it up baby
Who'd a thought i'd be layin it down baby?
Who'd a thought i'd be turnin' your frown baby?
Never know about things these days baby
'Till your cell phone rings and it's me baby
[chorus]

 

Relentless

It's been so many days, don't know what to do
I've been on the ground, keep me away from you
Don't know why I care, don't know what the hell it means
Don't know what the fuck is going on inside of me

I've had a long time to call your bluff
So I can thank you for this misery
I've had a long time to call your bluff
And we'll see who lives in agony

I'm so alone, didn't need a friend
A fucking misfit down on his luck again
Then you came along, saw the opportunity
You knew exactly how to take advantage of me

I've had a long time to call your bluff
So I can thank you for this misery
I've had a long time to call your bluff
And we'll see who lives in agony
The sky's a miracle
Now a piece of shit turned into lyrical
Every second counts, every second hurts
Face the consequence not knowing what life is worth

I've had a long time to call your bluff
So I can thank you for this misery
I've had a long time to call your bluff
And we'll see who lives in agony

I'm so alone, didn't need a friend
A fucking misfit down on his luck again
Then you came along, saw the opportunity
You knew exactly how to take advantage of me, motherfucker
You you you motherfucker
You you you piece of shit, I've had enough

I've had a long time to call your bluff
So I can thank you for this misery
I've had a long time to call your bluff
And we'll see through this in agony
I've had a long time to call your bluff
So I can thank you for this misery
I've had a long time to call your bluff
And we'll see who lives in agony

 

Rollin' (Air Raid Vehicle)

Alright partner
Keep on rollin' baby
You know what time it is.

(Throw your hands up) (repeats)

Ladies and gentlemen
Chocolate Starfish
Keep on rollin' baby!

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?

Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (c'mon)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (yeah)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'

Now I know y'all be lovin' this shit right here
L.I.M.P Bizkit is right here
People in the house put your hands in the air
Cause if you don't care, then we don't care
1 2 3 times two to the six
Jonezin' for your fix of that Limp Bizkit mix
So where the fuck you at?
Punl, shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up
Before we fuck this track up!

(Yo,throw your hands up) (repeats)

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?

Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (c'mon)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (yeah)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'

You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit (yeah)
You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (why?)
Because we get it on (when?)
Every day and every night (oh.)
See this platinum thing right here (uh huh.)
Well we're doing it all the time (what?)
So you'd better get some better beats
And uh, get some better rhymes (d'oh)
We got the gang set
So don't complain yet
24/7 never begging for a raincheck
Old school soldiers passing out the hot shit
That rock shit
Puttin' bounce in the mosh pit.

(Throw your hands up) (repeats)

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you're gonna do now?

Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (What?)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (c'mon)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (yeah)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'

Hey ladies, where you at?
Hey fellas, where you at?
And the people that don't give a fuck, (where you at)
All the lovers, (where you at)
All the haters, (where you at)
And all the people that call themselves playas, (where you at)
Hot mommas, (where you at)
Pimp daddies, (where you at)
And the people rollin' up in caddies, (where you at)
Hey rockers, (where you at)
Hip HOPpers, (where you at)
And everybody all around the world...

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?

Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (yeah)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (c'mon)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'

Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me, what you're gonna do now?

Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (what?)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (c'mon)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' (yeah)
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'

 

Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle)

Play the fucken' track!
Play that fucken' track!
Oh there it is
Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, that's right y'all, Method Man
We just keep on Rollin' baby

Are you ready?!
Are you ready?!
Are you ready?!

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'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What?
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh

Now I know y'all be lovin' this shit right here
L.I.M.P
Bizkit is right here
People in the house put them hands in the air
Cuz if you don't care, then we don't care
See I ain't giving a fuck
When pressing your luck
Untouchable, branded unfuckable
So keep me in this cage
Until you run that mouth
Then I might have to play
And break the fuck out
And then we'll see who's left
After one round with X
And what am I bringing next?
Just know it's Red and Meth
So where the fuck you at?
Punk, shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up
While we fuck this track up

Are you ready?!

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'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What?
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh

Oh what, y'all thought y'all were promotion me?
Check my dangerous slang
Atrocious
When I let these nuts hang
Focus
It's Wutang
What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approach us
These twin supersoakers
Who have poisonous darts for copers
Too late to get your blowgun unholsted
You lept, light it up, and lightly toasted
So what?
I drink and smoke too much
So what?
I cut too much
Shut the fuck the up

Now when we roll
You mutherfuckers turn in your gold
Cause for the platinum
I'm jackin' niggers up in limos
It aint nothin' for bullets
To unbutton your clothes
This wretched yellow mellow tissue
Up in his nose
You bitches

Swing the vine on the bad boom nuts
I'm hairy as hell
Ahh to hell
And tatooed up
I'm a dog
Only fuck in the bathroom, what?
In highschool I dealt only with the classroom sluts

My name is Johnny Donny Brascoe
Talk the gat low
Cut your cash flow
Yell if you want money
Funny how hungry they'll be
Snatch crumbs from me
Dark and hard
Mix bodies in the mosh pit

Yo, and I'm the D.O.
You're lookin' at the raw invented
On Friday I spit
Thirty five to forty minutes
Smell up the bathroom
Like Craig Paul was in it
Ending up on your back
Whose whore's up in it
Anyone can match me
I crack 'em all a Guiness
Fuck how many thugs are playas?
A ball is in it
Brick city, Shaolin
Better call 'em sinners
Boys that'll run up in your
White mall and spill it

Yo, peace and come on!

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'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What?
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh

It just don't get no darker than that
Kid with the park
Go ahead with the boots
And shoots to make it spark
Now I'm a fair nigger
But ain't there nigger
Quicker than the hair trigger
Took you dead nigger
It'd better like
Yo man, trying to hold your breath
In your head
Cause you'll be shitting on yourself
Cause you're already dead
And at the funeral you won't need a casket
I'm leaving just enough
For them to stuff their basket
But their skippin'
Task it
I'm gonna need my ass kicked
My mom never let me forget
That I'm a bastard
I aint never been shit
There ain't gonna be shit
That's why I take shit
But if I see shit
And to their D shit
D Sharp
Do what I wanna do
And that's what I'm gonna do
Right here in front of you
And I'll be running you
Wait up man, stand up out
Yeah niggers aint running a fucken' thing
But your mouth

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'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What?
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh

You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah)
You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (why?)
Because we get it on (when?)
Every day and every night (oh)
See this platinum thing right here? (uh huh)
Well we're doing it all the time (what?)
So you'd better get some better beats
And uh, get some better rhymes (d'oh!)
And if you really really really wanna get shit started
Then people everywhere just get retarded
Get retarded!
People everywhere just get retarded!

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'
Uggh
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
What?
Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
Uggh

That's right baby!
What now punk
Limp Bizkit
DMX
Method Man
Red Man
Swizz Beats
Where the fuck you at?
Punk that shit!

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