Yes

Millenium shit

Limp Bizkit

ha

X to the Z

yeah, ha (Ah-ahh)

Bringing it live to you and yours

Ladies and gentlemen

Hahaha

My home boy

Yo, get at 'em dog

'Cause I'm a real mutherfucker from 'round the way (Come on)

We're only giving a fuck if you're evadin' 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)

Don't you treat me like a toy kid

Do you enjoying this?

Every single second I'm alive, I'm a mess (yeah)

Got these laser-beam mic checks

Communicatin' through the Genelec, 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 your trunk full of candy and you're so wild

Pumpin' up the sweetness

This is what you need (is what you need)

Another little piece of me inside of you

'Cause you know that I always keep it true (keep it true)

And that's exactly what I do, it's what I do

Yeah, it's what I do

We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place (yeah)

I got breakneck delivery, no time for chivalry

Extraordinary ability, shit longevity

Dig deep in your soul and find yourself (find youself)

'Cause mind control can turn y'all to someone else

So fast, your head had probably spinned the fuck right off

Me and Fred about to go half on Microsoft (yeah)

Me and Limp earning twenty percent (damn)

Your little half-ass, direct hits ain't even makin' a dent

What an event, all hail Xzibit and Limp

As we attempt to bring home the championship

It's all in the wrists, I still lead the league in assists

Gimme the fifth, I'm drinkin' while I'm takin' a piss, bitch

You don't wanna fuck with me today (yeah)

Yeah, I got untapped material, I serial-kill shit

Give me 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 tryin' to evade my space

Before I call for a face to face, and gotta rest my case, like

This is how we do it, just recognize (aha), we keep gettin' right to it

Look into these eyes (yeah), 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 (what up?)

You should've buckled up before your head hit the dash (yeah)

You gotta hate that, a demo from an eight track (yeah)

Brought me to a place, where platinum comes in eight stacks, bitch (ah-ahh)

'Cause a little some'-some' didn't go your way (what up?)

We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place (aha)

Huh, come on ('Cause a little some'-some' didn't go your way)

Limp Bizkit, ladies and gentlemen (so, try not to be like that today)

Come on ('cause I'm a real motherfucker from 'round the way)

Yeah (We don't give a fuck when we're rockin' the place)

(We're only givin' a fuck, if you're evadin' the space)

(So getcha-getcha groove on)

Gotta getcha groove on

(Don't keep us waitin' too long)

Don't keep us waitin' too motherfuckin' long

You don't wanna fuck with me today (yeah, bounce)

'Cause a little some'-some' didn't go your way (you know this shit is bouncing, yeah)

So, try not to be like that today (takin this shit over for motherfucking 2000, 2001)

'Cause I'm a real motherfucker from 'round the way (Limp Bizkit, Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit)

We're only givin' a fuck, if you're evadin' the space (Kickin' a mudhole in you bitch-ass motherfuckers)

So getcha-getcha groove on (yeah, ha)

Don't keep us waitin' too long (it don't stop, what?) (It never stop, huh, like this, huh)

You don't wanna fuck with me today (ah-haa)

'Cause a little some'-some' didn't go your way (Yeah, yeah keep it bouncing)

So, try not to be like that today (Yeah, R.I.P. Roger Troutman, yeah)

'Cause I'm a real motherfucker from 'round the way

So getcha-getcha groove on

Don't keep us waitin' too long