'Gimme some guitars punk, that's better
Sweet Leaf
Limp Bizkit in the house
What fucken' house?
Seattle baby
Terry Date, Limp Bizkit, Staind
Bring the noise
Bass!
How low can you go?
Death row
What a brother knows
Once again back is the incredible
The rhyme animal
The uncannibal D, Public Enemy number one
"Five-O" said, "Freeze!"
And I got numb
Can I tell 'em that I really never had a gun
But it's the wax that the terminator x spun
Now they got me in a cell 'cause my records, they sell
Cause a brother like me said,
Well, Farrakahn's a racist
And I think that you should listen to
What we can say to you, what you ought to do
Follow for now, power to the people, say
Make the miracle, pump the lyrical
United we stand, all in, we're gonna win
Check it out, here we go c'mon, here we go again
Turn it up
Bring the noise
I Said turn it up
Bring the noise
Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact that's corrupt as a senator
Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
Cause the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying inside music
That the critics are blasting me for
They'll never care for the brothers and sisters across
The country as they suffer from war
We got to demonstrate, come on now, they're gonna have to wait,
'Till we get it right
Radio stations I question their freshness
We all think they're wack , but we'll see if they'll play this
Turn it up
Bring the noise
I Said turn it up
Bring the noise
Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My DJ is Lethal Dose, we call him lee ya know
He can cut a record from side to side
So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock 'n' roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band man
Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos, but we ride limos too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono
Run-DMC first said a DJ could be a band
Stand on it's own feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B and LB as well, hell
Records from Fred D
Still we can rock bells
Ever forever
Universal it will sell
Time for me to exit, lethal can you kick shit
I said Turn it up
Bring the noise
I said Turn it up
Bring the noise
Bring that fuckin' noise and
GET THE FUCK UP!!!
Get the fuck up
Bring the noise
Get the fuck up
Bring the noise (Bring that fuckin' noise)
Bring it
Fuck this
Limp Bizkit
Fuck this
Fools don't get it (In the studio)
Fucken Suck ass
Fools don't get it (Bringing that noise)
Man fuck this
Terry Date
Fuck him
Fools don't get it (Staind)
Fuck him
Backup
Fuck Staind
I don't give a fuck
Fools don't get it (Eat your mayonnaise mutha fucker)
Apocalypse now
Apocalypse my ass
Fools don't get it (So everybody eat mayonnaise)
Mayonnaise, my ass
The white bread
Fools don't get it (Everybody shut up and turn the fuckin' tape off)
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