Phenomenon Lyrics - Limp Bizkit

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publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: John Miller, Ellis Williams, Robert Allen, Arthur Baker, Afrika Bambaataa, John Robie, George Jr Clinton, Ralf Hutter, Emil Schult, James Henry Iii Boxley, Melvin Glover, Sylvia (usa) Robinson, Carlton Ridenhour, Eric Sadler, Leor Dimant, John Everett Otto, Sam Rivers, Fred Durst
release date: 2003-5-28
genres: Hip Hop Rock
styles: Nu Metal
producer: Fred Durst
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
engineer: Michael Elvis Baskette
additional engineer: Dave Holdredge and Billy Bowers
editor: Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, John Miller, Sam Rivers, George Clinton, John Robie, John Otto, Ellis Williams, DJ Lethal, Robert Darrell Allen, Arthur Baker, Eric Sadler, Hank Shocklee, Chuck D, Grandmaster Melle Mel, Sylvia Robinson
Are you ready?
Ain't it funny how time flies, huh?
Out of sight, out of mind (yeah right)
Once again back it's the incredible
Subliminal the incredible d
Once down in the dirt,
Now I ain't even gotta shave
When I'm goin' to work
Aight, looks like I'm drinkin' tonight,
Tomorrow I'll be sippin' on some pedialite (c'mon)
Rock, rock to the planet rock, don't stop (c'mon)
Rock, rock to the planet rock, don't stop (c'mon)
Ain't it funny how time flies, huh?
Chit chatter, that **** don't matter
Check the flow, I organically grow,
Like the weed I for sheezy, be letting ya know
Oh yeah, kinda feelin' horny,
Who that is? what it say? what it look like?
20 eyes in my head misfit,
And I ain't never gonna change. (c'mon)

? don't think you know
What the hell I'm all about
(Phenomenon, something like a phenomenon)
? don't think you got
My **** all figured out
(Phenomenon, something like a phenomenon)
I'm a make ya bounce ba bounce
Ma ma ma move ma move
Ba ba ba break you off
A little somethin' like this
A little somethin' like this

OK chaps, let's take it from the top, go
All you hollywood rockstars
Hollywood ***, wishin' you had big cash
Rollin' like your pimpin'
But you ain't really got **** goin'
'Cause you ain't limpin' like the bizkit
You're just sittin' on the sidelines
You just fake kid, if there's a title then I'll take it
Who-yeah hit ya with the boo-yeah
And I ain't ****in' playin' around
Rock, rock to the planet rock, don't stop (c'mon)
Rock, rock to the planet rock, don't stop (c'mon)


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CD 1
  • 1 Re-Entry
  • 2 Eat You Alive
  • 3 Gimme the Mic
  • 4 Underneath the Gun
  • 5 Down Another Day
  • 6 Almost Over
  • 7 Build a Bridge
  • 8 Red Light-Green Light
  • 9 The Only One
  • 10 Let Me Down
  • 11 Lonely World
  • 12 Phenomenon
  • 13 Creamer
  • 14 Head for the Barricade
  • 15 Behind Blue Eyes
  • 16 Drown
  • 17 Let It Go
  • 18 Armpit