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      Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle)

      Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle)

      Limp Bizkit

      Album: Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water

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      Limp Bizkit - Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle) Música y Letra

      Play the fucken' track! 
       Play that fucken' track! 
       Oh there it is 
       Limp Bizkit, DMX, Redman, that's right y'all, Method Man 
       We just keep on Rollin' baby 
       
       Are you ready?! 
       Are you ready?! 
       Are you ready?! 
       
       Move in, now move out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       Breath in, now breath out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       What? 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       
       Now I know y'all be lovin' this shit right here 
       L.I.M.P 
       Bizkit is right here 
       People in the house put them hands in the air 
       Cuz if you don't care, then we don't care 
       See I ain't giving a fuck 
       When pressing your luck 
       Untouchable, branded unfuckable 
       So keep me in this cage 
       Until you run that mouth 
       Then I might have to play 
       And break the fuck out 
       And then we'll see who's left 
       After one round with X 
       And what am I bringing next? 
       Just know it's Red and Meth 
       So where the fuck you at? 
       Punk, shut the fuck up 
       And back the fuck up 
       While we fuck this track up 
       
       Are you ready?! 
       
       Move in, now move out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       Breath in, now breath out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       What? 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       
       Oh what, y'all thought y'all were promotion me? 
       Check my dangerous slang 
       Atrocious 
       When I let these nuts hang 
       Focus 
       It's Wutang 
       What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish 
       I wave my black flag at the roaches 
       Who approach us 
       These twin supersoakers 
       Who have poisonous darts for copers 
       Too late to get your blowgun unholsted 
       You lept, light it up, and lightly toasted 
       So what? 
       I drink and smoke too much 
       So what? 
       I cut too much 
       Shut the fuck the up 
       
       Now when we roll 
       You mutherfuckers turn in your gold 
       Cause for the platinum 
       I'm jackin' niggers up in limos 
       It aint nothin' for bullets 
       To unbutton your clothes 
       This wretched yellow mellow tissue 
       Up in his nose 
       You bitches 
       
       Swing the vine on the bad boom nuts 
       I'm hairy as hell 
       Ahh to hell 
       And tatooed up 
       I'm a dog 
       Only fuck in the bathroom, what? 
       In highschool I dealt only with the classroom sluts 
       
       My name is Johnny Donny Brascoe 
       Talk the gat low 
       Cut your cash flow 
       Yell if you want money 
       Funny how hungry they'll be 
       Snatch crumbs from me 
       Dark and hard 
       Mix bodies in the mosh pit 
       
       Yo, and I'm the D.O. 
       You're lookin' at the raw invented 
       On Friday I spit 
       Thirty five to forty minutes 
       Smell up the bathroom 
       Like Craig Paul was in it 
       Ending up on your back 
       Whose whore's up in it 
       Anyone can match me 
       I crack 'em all a Guiness 
       Fuck how many thugs are playas? 
       A ball is in it 
       Brick city, Shaolin 
       Better call 'em sinners 
       Boys that'll run up in your 
       White mall and spill it 
       
       Yo, peace and come on! 
       
       Move in, now move out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       Breath in, now breath out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       What? 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       
       It just don't get no darker than that 
       Kid with the park 
       Go ahead with the boots 
       And shoots to make it spark 
       Now I'm a fair nigger 
       But ain't there nigger 
       Quicker than the hair trigger 
       Took you dead nigger 
       It'd better like 
       Yo man, trying to hold your breath 
       In your head 
       Cause you'll be shitting on yourself 
       Cause you're already dead 
       And at the funeral you won't need a casket 
       I'm leaving just enough 
       For them to stuff their basket 
       But their skippin' 
       Task it 
       I'm gonna need my ass kicked 
       My mom never let me forget 
       That I'm a bastard 
       I aint never been shit 
       There ain't gonna be shit 
       That's why I take shit 
       But if I see shit 
       And to their D shit 
       D Sharp 
       Do what I wanna do 
       And that's what I'm gonna do 
       Right here in front of you 
       And I'll be running you 
       Wait up man, stand up out 
       Yeah niggers aint running a fucken' thing 
       But your mouth 
       
       Move in, now move out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       Breath in, now breath out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       What? 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       
       You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah) 
       You cant mess with Limp Bizkit (why?) 
       Because we get it on (when?) 
       Every day and every night (oh) 
       See this platinum thing right here? (uh huh) 
       Well we're doing it all the time (what?) 
       So you'd better get some better beats 
       And uh, get some better rhymes (d'oh!) 
       And if you really really really wanna get shit started 
       Then people everywhere just get retarded 
       Get retarded! 
       People everywhere just get retarded! 
       
       Move in, now move out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       Breath in, now breath out 
       Hands up, now hands down 
       Back up, back up 
       Tell me what you're gonna do now 
       
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       What? 
       Keep rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' 
       Uggh 
       
       That's right baby! 
       What now punk 
       Limp Bizkit 
       DMX 
       Method Man 
       Red Man 
       Swizz Beats 
       Where the fuck you at? 
       Punk that shit!

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