Yes Millenium bizkit, ha, x to the z Yeah, ha Bringin it live to you and and gentlemen, ha, ha, ha My homeboy, yo get at 'em dog
Hook: durst You don't wanna fuck with, me 'cause a little somethin, didn't, go your way So try not to be like, that I'm a real motherfucker from 'round the way We give a fuck when we're rockin the place only givin a fuck if you're invadin the space So getcha, getcha groove on getcha groove on] Don't keep us waitin too long [don't keep us too long]
[fred Don't you me like a toy kid Do you this Every single I'm alive I'm a mess Got laser beam mic checks Communicatin through the High tech, you on the run now Don't be that, guy Every single I'm alive, i'm, alive I, don't why I got control, full of candy in your soul Pumpin up the is what you need Another piece of me inside of you 'cause you know that I always keep it (keep it true) And exactly why I do just what I do Yeah, it's I do
I got breakneck delivery, no time for Extraordinary ability, shit Dig deep in soul and find yourself 'cause mind control can y'all to someone else So fast, your head'll probably spin the fuck off Me and fred about to go on microsoft Me and burnin twenty percent Your little ass direct hits ain't even makin a dent What an event, all xzibit and limp As we to bring home the championship all in the wrists I still leave the league an assist Gimme the fifth, I'm drinking I'm takin a piss, bitch
I got material, I serial kill shit Gimme the real shit, x finish 'em all Makin jaw split when I'm touchin the mosh pit conflict, knockin faggots unconscious Nauseous, the stakes, increasin the weight Got I can lay down that lift they plates So quit to invade my space Before I for a face to face, and gotta rest my case like...
is how we do it Just recognize we gettin right to it through these eyes, look into these eyes And see the size of the flame Then you despise the size of my game the fuck back, xzibit's on the track You should've buckled up before your head hit the You gotta hate that, a demo an eight track Brought me to a place, where platinum in eight stacks, bitch
to end
[xzibit hook] bizkit ladies and gentlemen C'mon! yeah! Takin shit over for motherfucking 2000, 2001 bizkit, mr. x to the z, xzibit Kickin a mudhole in you ass motherfuckers Yeah! ha! it don't stop what, it stop huh this! huh Yeah, yeah, R.i.p. troutman, yeah, yeah