The Unquestionable Truth, Pt. 1
Bizkit Limp lyrics
Bizkit Limp lyrics
"Rollin Urban Assault Vehicle Lyrics"
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'
U
Spectral Garden Lyrics
Rotten trees with twisted boughs Cast their shadows upon the ground Where dead birds feathers and autumn leaves Lie scattered by the midnight breeze In this garden of endless night Unseen by living, untouched by light In this garden by time forgotten Shadows prosper by death begotten In the fog with a reek of a thousand graves Faceless figures move grotesque and deranged A dance macabre through this cursed domain To a gruesome chant of sighs and wails In this limbo beyond all dreams Next to hell lies this sepulchral scene Where spectres grieve their death eternal A gloomy purgatory, dark, internal
gghRotten trees with twisted boughs Cast their shadows upon the ground Where dead birds feathers and autumn leaves Lie scattered by the midnight breeze In this garden of endless night Unseen by living, untouched by light In this garden by time forgotten Shadows prosper by death begotten In the fog with a reek of a thousand graves Faceless figures move grotesque and deranged A dance macabre through this cursed domain To a gruesome chant of sighs and wails In this limbo beyond all dreams Next to hell lies this sepulchral scene Where spectres grieve their death eternal A gloomy purgatory, dark, internal
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
Towards the Tempting Infinity Lyrics
Enter through the door hiding in your dreams Step forth and explore our domains with mesmerized eyes Lift your hands towards us and invoke us from the deeps of your mind Open your eyes to behold The chalice is overflowing with blood With the blood from your arms Feel the thunders as they reach for you Welcome them on your knees Watch the shadows dance in that mist Hear how a nightly hymn bewitches And know that we are the ones who walk where stars never sleep Under the eyes of the Superior One Raging sound of the spiritstorm is closing in Death is calling you to bathe in eternal sinhore'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
Enter through the door hiding in your dreams Step forth and explore our domains with mesmerized eyes Lift your hands towards us and invoke us from the deeps of your mind Open your eyes to behold The chalice is overflowing with blood With the blood from your arms Feel the thunders as they reach for you Welcome them on your knees Watch the shadows dance in that mist Hear how a nightly hymn bewitches And know that we are the ones who walk where stars never sleep Under the eyes of the Superior One Raging sound of the spiritstorm is closing in Death is calling you to bathe in eternal sin
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
This is How it Is Lyrics
[Will Ski] Brother in the sneakers slammin jams through my speakers Won't you write a rhyme that's designed just to freak us Can ya huh? Can you make it sound swift? Yes I can become the flavours who I'm down with Plus I make the moola with a well-rehearsed script From my feet to my hips then propelling from my lips You claim to have style while I, huh crack a smile You can give it up because you know you're livin foul It took a hot minute now I'm in it like a champ You want to feel the bass pump up the amp Brothers bop their heads to the funk y'all So many non-believers said I would fall But now I'm hangin out with the live crew
[Will Ski] Brother in the sneakers slammin jams through my speakers Won't you write a rhyme that's designed just to freak us Can ya huh? Can you make it sound swift? Yes I can become the flavours who I'm down with Plus I make the moola with a well-rehearsed script From my feet to my hips then propelling from my lips You claim to have style while I, huh crack a smile You can give it up because you know you're livin foul It took a hot minute now I'm in it like a champ You want to feel the bass pump up the amp Brothers bop their heads to the funk y'all So many non-believers said I would fall But now I'm hangin out with the live crew
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