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Are you ready
Are you
get the fuck up

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

just a minute
I see your mouth
But I dont hear a word you say
mosh

Up and bring my highways
My ways up and down the Dow Jones
I bring these
I dont

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

But if your fighting, dont be
Kid, Im liking what your stealing
Your open style needs some healing
Checked out by my flow, Im glad you

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

You need it demo tape punk
Inspected ejected who survives at the end of the day
When to air play
Huh, Im gonna it all on the ground

I need you baby
Get up
Woo ha

What do you know this punk!?
Whos hot, not?

Wait a minute I see your mouth moving
But I dont hear a that you say
Hand grenades best describes the
Leaving no

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

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

Do you it?
get up, get up
Woo ha

What do you know this punk!?
Whos hot, not?