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?!
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 coppers
Too late to get your blowgun unhostled
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 crumb s from me
Dark and hard
Mix bodies in the mosh pit (Method Man)
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 ain't 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 ain't running a fucken' thing
But your mouth
(Chorus)반복
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! (Fred Durst)
(Chorus)반복
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, Red Man, Swizz Beats
Where the fuck you at?
Punk that shit!