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    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?!

    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 cant 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!
    Punk
    Limp Bizkit
    DMX
    Method Man
    Method Man
    Swizz Beats
    Where the fuck you at?
    Punk that shit!

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