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Are you ready
Are you
get the fuck up

Let me hear noise
Theres definitely not enough on the fucking floor
Theres definitely not enough on the fucking floor
You people on get up, woo ha

Wait just a
I see your moving
But I dont a word that you say
mosh

Up and my psycho highways
My ways up and down like the Dow
I bring microphones
I exaggerate

Keep it real and only about the shit I hate
hate, you people just the tudes, the attitudes
Lose the
And I be fucking mad at you

But if fighting, dont be fighting
Kid, Im sorta liking what stealing
Your open room style needs healing
out by my flow, Im glad you know

Behind this punk I got the fattest live show
You feel the tension the eye balls in your
You apprehend, Ill be rock it, you cant stop it
You like the ways we be it

You it your demo tape punk
Inspected then who survives at the end of the day
When to much air
Huh, Im gonna keep it all on the

I need you help
Get up
Woo ha

What do you know this punk!?
Whos hot, whos

just a minute I see your mouth moving
But I dont hear a word you say
Hand grenades best the impaction
no satisfaction

You take it back what was you back in 82
No need for entrust, just the thought for mental call out
Shelter helter-skelter the J, Ill bet ya the deal upset ya
But Im an rider like Im henry Fonda

The king pin Bizkit that be on ya
The mental highways my you cant stop the unexpected
So check your road block, old water keep on rolling
'Cause this mic is and Ill keep on shinning on you

Do you it?
get up, get up
Woo ha

What do you know about punk!?
Whos hot, whos