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1. _ O...nani Keke
hei you fuck'n asshole
O..nani keke you are my bitch
Mange aki weenang to be or not to be
We ane (3x)
We ane you're stupid
Chorus:yo..yo.yoyon
Keep rollin with us
The limp bizkit
Ocre!!!
O..nani keukeuh allright
Back to chorus
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2. _ Cambodia
Are you ready baby?
Are you ready?
Then get the fuck up!
Let me hear some noise!
There's diffintely not enough people on the fucking floor
There's diffintely not enough people on the fucking floor
You people come on get up
Woo ha
Wait just a minute
I see your mouth moving
But I don't hear a word that you say
Mish mosh
Up and bring my psycho highways
My ways up and down like the Dow Jones
I bring these microphones
I don't exaggerate
Keep it real and only speak about the shit I hate
Don't hate you people just the 'tudes the attitudes
Lose the attitude
And I wouldn't be fucking mad at you
But if your fighting don't be fighting
Kid I'm sorta liking what your stealing
Your open room style needs some healing
Checked out by my flow I'm glad you know
Behind this punk I got the phattest fucking live show
You feel the tension the eye balls in your socket
You can't apprehend I'll be rock it you can't stop it
You like the ways we be living it
You need it your demo tape punk
Inspected then ejected who survives at the end of the day
When to much air play huh I'm gonna keep it all on the ground
I need you help baby
Get up!
Woo ha
Cambodia
What do you know about this punk!?
Who's hot, who's not?
Wait just a minute I see your mouth moving
But I don't hear a word that you say
Hand grenades best describes the impaction
Leaving no satisfaction
You take it back what was you doing back in 82'
No need for intrust
Just the thought for your mental call out
Shelter helter-skelter the J I'll bet ya the deal will upset ya
But I'm an easy rider like I'm Henry Fonda
The king pin Bizkit that flows be on ya
The mental highways my path you can't stop the unexpected
So check your road block
Old black water keep on rolling
Cause this mic is mine and I'll keep on shinning on you
Do you feel it?
Then get up, get up!
Woo ha
Cambodia
What do you know about this punk!?
Who's hot, who's not?
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3. _ Crushed
It's limp bizkit
And this is how we learn
You can't talk to me
You're not supposed be, in my face
So get the fuck outta my face
Why you insist?
You gotta talk that shit,
You gotta keep that dog-ass breath
All up in my face
But I remember when,
you would never lie to a friend
cause you were so high,
you were so shy,
you were so fucked up anyway
life keeps on tickin'
tickin' tickin' into the future
cause this is how we learn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn
you can't erase me,
I'm alive as I can be, in your face
So get the fuck outta my face
Why you insist?
just gotta turn out like this,
you're gonna burn out like this all up in my face
but I remember how
you said you want it all and you want it now
cause you were so young,
you were so dumb
you were so fucked up anyway
life keeps on tickin'
tickin' tickin' into the future
cause this is how we learn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn
somebody better stop me
or at least stop this beat
before we start getting outta hand
cause this is how we learn
and this is how we burn
think about it (think about it),
Think about it (think about it)
Oh my (oh my), where you at (where you at)?
C'mon(c'mon)
I know you feelin' it baby (feelin' it baby)
I know you feelin' that (feelin' that)
C'mon
Freak baby, freak freak baby (baby)
Freak baby, freak freak baby (baby)
And this is how it should be done (be done)
And this is how it should be done (be done)
Cause my styyyyyyyyyyyyle is identical to none
(Identical to none)
outta here (outta here)
I'm getting' the hell outta here (hell outta here)
Limp bizkit style (limp bizkit style)
Hey lethal wait up ( hey lethal wait up)
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4. _ All That Easy??
In them clothes all the grey
I'll stay if you go away
Concrete, tall as the sky
Movement passing me by
And you blush, what a rush
Reminisce, cold crush
Next door, ear to the wind
All the tension made for the core
I wish, I wish,
I wish it was all that easy
I wish, I wish,
I wish it was all that easy
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5. _ Eat You Alive
(Verse)
Hey you misses i don't know what the fuck your name is.
I'm drawn to you somethings 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
(Verse)
Hey you misses to good to look my way and thats cool you want nuttin' at all to do with me.
But i want you ain't nuttin' wrong with wantin' you
Cuz i'm a man and i can think what the hell i want YOU GOT THAT STRAIT!!
No doubt that i want to sniff all them panties
(Chorus)
(Verse)
I'm sorry...i'm so sorry (damn your so hot) the beauty...so bad (damn your so hot)
It drives me....yes it drives me (damn your so hot) it flows me all the same
I just wanna look at you...i just wanna look at you...i just wanna look at you ooo all day
There ain't nothin' wrong..no..there ain't nothing wrong with that
Once you see this undermasking theres nothing..theres nothing in this world that can wash you away
Once you see this undermasking theres nothing..theres nothing in this world that can wash you away
I'm sorry...i'm so sorry (damn your so hot) the beauty...so bad (damn your so hot)
It drives me....yes it drives me (damn your so hot) it flows me all the same
(Chorus)
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6. _ Turn Me Loose
Fred: check Slim Shady do the mic kid
Eminem: I dont do black music I dont do white music I make fight music for high school kids I put lives at risk when I drive like this from a slip disk from a Limp Bizkit disk I just missed the gift
list for Christmas gifts so I get pissed and cant pick which wrist to slit little rich kids in cribs dont attempt this shit so step back while I prep up to pimp this bitch so I says to the girl I'm l
ike what up girl shut up girl showed her a cut up squirel she screamed bloody murder so loud everybody heard her slapped me in the mouth and called me a nutty murderer I moved up to two blondes kissi
n' on a futon (yo baby) (what are you on?) I looked at 'em both and I was like look check this out toots I'm lookin for Cookie Puss I need to speak to him immediately they played my video on MTV last
week just when I was thinkin' I was all that and then some here comes Fred Durst
Fred: yo Shady let me get someone who knows what galaxy I came from one where a bass drum hung from my high chair now I'm a nightmare you stay right there I got the fever for the flavor of a single s
ee me and Shady I think we got it locked down shocked by the sound I got you crusin' with your top down these two blondes I offered them both a drink and this you would think could get the party star
ted but instead the girls turned their heads opened up their mouth smelled like somebody farted so it was time for me to move on Shady said the living room was a dance floor so turn me loose I was cu
ttin' the rug with this chick bumped into this dude who was a drunk and a prick ramblin' on about how he was gonna kill me wow! I spilled a drink on his shirt but no he insisted we should go before I
could drop him Shady had to clock him the music stopped the party stood in shock I looked around grabbed the cutest girl and did the smurf.
Chorus: Turn me loose turn me loose turn me loose this party's goin our way or no way at all why dont you.
Eminem: Turn me loose you better tell them to come reshingle the roof cuz just keep givin' me free drinks 'til I puke then Fred will ask me to lead sing in his group I'm sittin at the bar and I'm not
beini approached cuz Fred's over there stealin all of my ho's (yo Fred save me some) I walked to these siamese twins and asked to have a threesome told them two heads are better than one plus I resp
ect how ya'll roll together as one got a slap in the teeth and a kick in the groin stood up like (wait where are you goin?) well three strikes and i'm out and I just struck out (edited)times in a row
(ow) I ain't cryin no more fuck it I'm chillin did a shot of jeager fell asleep on the ceiling.
Fred: who knows what galaxy I came from one where a bass drum hung from my high chair now im a nightmare you stay right there I got the fever for the flavor of a single see me and Shady I think we go
t it locked down shocked by the sound I got you crusin' with your top down these two blondes I offered them both a drink and this you would think could get the party started but instead the girls tur
ned their heads opened up their mouth smelled like somebody farted so it was time for me to move on Shady said the living room was a dance floor so turn me loose I was cuttin' the rug with this chick
bumped into this dude who was a drunk and a prick ramblin on about how he was gonna kill me wow! I spilled a drink on his shirt but no he insisted we should go before I could drop him Shady had to c
lock him the music stopped the party stood in shock I looked around grabbed the cutest girl and did the smurf.
Chorus: Turn me loose turn me loose turn me loose this party's goin our way or no way at all why dont you.
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7. _ Doin' Time on tha Rockline
Doin Time on the Rockline from 93.3 in Jacksonville FL
Alright everybody out there
coming to you live from 93.3 in Jacksonville Fl
we're limp bizkt check it out
i been around the world and then some
dum ditty dum 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 emcee with bad habits i am i see a mic and i grab it so scary ain't it i'm comin raw wit
h no corrections, savin all perfections for what i do with my erections so dream on and dream until your dream comes true reality check kid that's why you're on the deck kid wired to your car no matt
er where you are you lip synch these jams cause you're far from a superstar and if you're lonely ho i ain't the one who gives a damn ho i like it solo no need to brag about the hiny cause i'm on the
deal and bitches still find me and since i got a record on the billboard you fish talkin fans with demos in your hands always up my ass askin me if ima sign em but ya it don't flow it don't flow
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i catch the buzz with the dom perignon, when jerry's springer's on no need to carry on what's with all the frustration need a demonstration punk, then check the variation i might need to be dazed whe
n i taste your lyrical ways punk, because your lyrical styles are lyrical what i make hysterical piles of all you lyrical sluts
i'm doin time on the rockline
i'm doin time on the rockline
i'm doin time on the rockline
i'm doin time...
mish mosh up in the brain i'm on my cycle like them highways myways are up and down like the dow jones i bust these microphones don't exaggerate i keep it real and only speak about the shit i hate do
n't hate you people just the tudes the attitudes lose the attitude and i wont' be freakin mad at you but if you're bitin don't be frightened kid i'm sorta likin what you're stealin your open wound sy
le needed some healin you're shut down by my flow i'm glad you know behind this spark i got the phattest freakin live show you feel the tension the eyeballs in your socket can't comprehend how i rock
it you can't stop it you like the way that i live it you need it your demo tape punk i inspected been ejected who survives at the end of the day with too much airplay huh i'm gonna keep it all under
ground
i'm doin rhyme on the time line
i'm doin time on the rock line
i'm doin rhyme on the time line
i'm doin time on the rock line
heyman wake up and smell the concrete strange to see you've changed like the phat beat could be identity crisis but i can't buy this reality bites but that's what life is pitiful you your hideous beh
avior hate what god gave ya fakin all the flavor artificial minds seekin out the new trends get in where ya fit in quit thinking like a has been diggin in my culture let me let you punks know i'm an
old school soldier with the funk flow a damn shame you gotta change yourself because your'e sick of yourself well i'm sick of you too
i'm doin time on the rockline
i'm gonna shout out right out here and right out there and the world listenin to the rockline this goes out to you uh i'd like to give a shout out to interscope give a big shout out to jordan schur
got a big shout out to 311 and a big shout out to korn i got a big shout out to the deftones i got a big shout out to primus and a big shout out to the firm and a big shout out to sevendust and a big
shout out to powerman 5000 and a big shout out to cold and a big shout out to soulfly and a big shout out to ross robinson and a big shout out to orgy and a big shout out to jenny barnes and a big s
hout out to richie and a big shout out to nick and a big shout out to yetti and a big shout out to bruce and a big shout out to junior and a big shout out to adidas and a big shout out to tribal gear
and a big shout out to tone luc and a big shout out to ibanez and a big shout out to indigo ranch and a big shout out to orange county percussion a big shout out to bob at the rockline big shout out
to bob at the rockline big shout out to bob at the rockline...
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