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[Xzibit]
Yes
Millenium shit
Limp Bizkit, Ha, X to the Z
Yeah, Ha
Bringin it live to you and yours
Ladies and gentlemen, ha, ha, ha
My homeboy, yo get at `em dog
HOOK: Fred Durst
You don`t wanna fuck with, me today
Cuz a little somethin, somethin didn`t, go your way
So try not to be like, that today
Cuz I`m a real motherfucker from `round the way
We don`t give a fuck when we`re rockin the place
We`re only givin a fuck if you`re invadin the space
So getcha, getcha groove on [gotta getcha groove on]
Don`t keep us waitin too long [don`t keep us waitin too long]
[Fred Durst]
Don`t you treat me like a toy kid
Do you enjoy this
Every single second I`m alive I`m a mess
Got these laser beam mic checks
Communicatin through the genelect
High tech, keep you on the run now
Don`t wanna be that, guy
Every single second I`m alive, I`m, alive
I, don`t understand why
I got control, full of candy in your soul while
Pumpin up the sweetness
This is what you need
Another little piece of me inside of you
Cuz you know that I always keep it true (keep it true)
And that`s exactly why I do just what I do
Yeah, it`s what I do
HOOK
[Xzibit]
I got breakneck delivery, no time for chivalry
Extraordinary ability, shit longevity
Dig deep in your soul and find yourself
Cuz mind control can turn y`all to someone else
So fast, your head`ll probably spin the fuck right off
Me and Fred about to go half on Microsoft
Me and Limp burnin twenty percent
Your little half ass direct hits aint even makin a dent
What an event, all hell Xzibit and Limp
As we attempt to bring home the championship
It`s all in the wrists I still leave the league an assist
Gimme the fifth, I`m drinking while I`m takin a piss, bitch
HOOK
[Xzibit]
I got untapped material, I serial kill shit
Gimme the real shit, X finish `em all quick
Makin your jaw split when I`m touchin the mosh pit
Constant conflict, knockin faggots unconscious
Nauseous, raisin the stakes, increasin the weight
Got homies I can lay down that lift they plates
So quit trying to invade my space
Before I call for a face to face, and gotta rest my case like...
[Durst]
This is how we do it
Just recognize we keep gettin right to it
Lookin through these eyes, look into these eyes
And you`ll see the size of the flame
Then you might despise the size of my game
Step the fuck back, Xzibit`s on the track
You should`ve buckled up before your head hit the dash
You gotta hate that, a demo from an eight track
Brought me to a place, where platinum comes in eight stacks, bitch
HOOK to end
[Xzibit over hook]
Limp Bizkit ladies and gentlemen
C`mon! Yeah!
Takin this shit over for motherfucking 2000, 2001
Limp Bizkit, Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Kickin a mudhole in you bitch ass motherfuckers
Yeah! Ha! It don`t stop what, it never stop huh
Like this! Huh
Yeah, yeah, 2000
R.I.P. Roger Troutman, yeah, yeah
