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Re-Entry

length: 2:38
producer: Fred Durst and Terry Date
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Dave Holdredge, Billy Bowers and Ulrich Wild
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, John Otto

Step right up
Step right up, everyone
Whether your good or bad
Happy or sad

Whether your an emotional wreck
Or a glisful speck in this
Black hole of an existence
We call life

Step right up and witness something
You'll be soon to never forget
Feast your ears on the most ferociously
Soothing ways of sonic communication
To ever be created

Built for you by the master
Built for you by the MA *Hey shut up already, what is it!*
What is it? *Uh, yeah dog, what is it*
WHAT IS IT? *Dude chill man*
IT! Is Limp... Bizkit...

All around the world you know me
All around the world we know you

All around the world you know me
All around the world WE KNOW YOU!

Eat You Alive

length: 3:58
producer: Terry Date and Fred Durst
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Billy Bowers, Ulrich Wild and Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, John Otto
Hey you mrs. I don't know what the **** your name is
I'm drawn to you, something's magnetic here
If I could approach you
Or even get close to the scent that you left behind
I'd be fine

No doubt that (no doubt)
You bring out (bring out)
The animal inside

I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive

Hey you mrs. too good to look my way and that's cool
You don't want nothing at all to do with me
But I want you, ain't nothin' wrong with, wanting you
'cause I'm a man and I can think what the hell I want
You got that straight

No doubt that (no doubt)
I'd love to (I'd love)
Sniff on them panties now

I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive

I'm sorry, so sorry (damn you're so hot)
You beauty is so vain (damn you're so hot)
It drives me, yes it drives me (damn you're so hot)
Absolutely insane

I just want to look at you
I just want to look at you
I just want to look at you, all day
There ain't nothing wrong, no
There ain't nothing wrong with that

Once you seep in (once you seep in)
Under my skin (under my skin)
There's nothing (nothing), there's nothing (nothing)
In this world that could wash you away (wash you away, wash you away)
Once you seep in (once you seep in) yeah
Under my skin (under my skin)
There's nothing (nothing) there's nothing(nothing)
In this world that could wash you away (wash you away, wash you away)

I'm sorry, so sorry (damn you're so hot)
You beauty is so vain (damn you're so hot)
It drives me, yes it drives me (damn you're so hot)
Absolutely insane

I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive
I'd eat you alive

Gimme the Mic

length: 3:06
producer: Terry Date and Fred Durst
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Ulrich Wild, Billy Bowers and Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
composer: Eric B., Roger Ball, Fred Durst, Steve Ferrone, Alan Gorrie, Owen McIntyre, John Otto, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, Hamish Stuart, Molly Duncan
lyricist: Billy Griffin, Eric B., Fred Durst, John Otto, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith
Hold up it's the **********in' concrete
Suicidal nightshift loaded with a vice grip
Poppin' all you copies
Who keep waterin' down ****
Thinking you can rap with that artificial outfit
Your baggy pants and bottle of crack hits
**** all of that ****
**** all of you posers
Let go of the mic kid
Step into a world that you've never seen
When I'm fiening for a microphone
I'm a microphone fiend
Bring on the **********in' cutthroat,
Territorial piss off
Spit the deadly and ready for lift-off
Who's getting their **** tossed?
Is it the one kid running his mouth
That he's sucking his thumb with?
You're damn straight
I'll put it right in 'em
No anti-venom for the buck-buck
See a world that you've never seen
When I'm fiening for a microphone,
I'm a microphone fiend

[Chorus]
Give me a **********in' mic y'all
Give me a mic y'all
Give me a mic so I can rock it right y'all
I'm out of sight y'all
I'm out of sight y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic y'all
You know it
You know it

Hold up, check out the **********in' tv
Same song, same bands everyday, **** that
I'll blow those ************s away, you wantin'
To hear some heavy *** metal that can
Penetrate deep into your ear drums?
Turn it up, ************
Turn it up, ************
Turn it up and step into a world that you've never seen
When I'm fiening for a microphone, I'm a microphone
Fiend

[Chorus]

It's a crazy crazy world playing crazy
Crazy **** on this crazy radio, I'm really sick of it

Underneath the Gun

length: 5:43
producer: Terry Date and Fred Durst
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Ulrich Wild, Billy Bowers and Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, John Otto
Go

I stare into space and hope we're not alone
Am i searching for something that's better than home?
I've been working so hard
Stress is tremendous and pressure is endless
No one on this planet like me to be friends with
I've been working so hard
I've been working so hard

I'm underneath the sun
And I'm underneath the gun

I'm losing my mind and i know there's no remedy
I've become a failure who's living on memories
I've been working so hard
Loneliness can't be cured with no medicine
Look to the stars so they'll straighten my head again
I've been working so hard
I've been working so hard

I'm underneath the sun
And I'm underneath the gun
I'm a fool to think the blame goes away
Such a fool to take the blame and run away

Yeah, I'm underneath the sun
And I'm underneath the gun
I'm a fool to think the blame goes away
Such a fool to take the blame and run away

Sometimes
I beat up myself, i
Lock my own way, i
Cloud all my thoughts
Please go away
Oh, nevermind me
I'm checking out now
And won't ever come back
Now that my life doesn't exist

Yeah, you're right, how do it feel to be right, knowing that i was wrong?
Nothing is right when you're wrong

Yeah, you're right, how do it feel to be right, knowing that i was wrong?
Nothing is right when you're wrong

Yeah, I'm underneath the sun
And I'm underneath the gun
I'm a fool to think the blame goes away
Such a fool to take the blame and run away

I'm a fool to think the blame goes away
Such a fool to take the blame

Down Another Day

length: 4:07
producer: Rick Rubin and Fred Durst
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
engineer: Michael Elvis Baskette
additional engineer: Billy Bowers, Dave Holdredge and Andrew Scheps
editor: Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Sam Rivers, Fred Durst, John Otto
The end is near, the summer days
All the great things go away
Feel the cold comin' 'round again
Everything's gonna change again

Down another day, down another day

Oh, the winter I adore
Summer's gone forever more
Some days you come back to me
Seasons change, and set me free

Down another day, down another day

Don't have to bore you with details (I'll never let you down)
And every morning, the sun rise (I'll never let you down)
If I could hold you tomorrow (I'll never let you down)
When she's cold in the ocean (I'll never let you down)

The end is near, my winter fling
Change is melting everything
Now it's time, to sing for love
Season come, season go

Down another day, down another day

Don't have to bore you with details (I'll never let you down)
And every morning, the sun rise (I'll never let you down)
If I could hold you tomorrow (I'll never let you down)
When she's cold in the ocean (I'll never let you down)

I keep saying goodbye, saying goodbye
Keep saying goodbye
And she's always coming back, she keeps coming back
She keeps coming back
I keep saying goodbye, saying goodbye
Keep saying goodbye
And she's always coming back, she keeps coming back
You keep coming back

Don't have to bore you with details (I'll never let you down)
And every morning, the sun rise (I'll never let you down)
If I could hold you tomorrow (I'll never let you down)
When she's cold in the ocean (I'll never let you down)

Down another day, down another day
(I'll never let you down)
Down another day, down another day

Almost Over

length: 4:39
producer: Fred Durst and Terry Date
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Ulrich Wild, Dave Holdredge and Billy Bowers
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, John Otto
Learned how to rap as a little boy
Took a lot of crap as a little boy
Always had to fight back as a little boy
Always under attack as a little boy
Never got good grades as a little boy
I was locked in a cage as a little boy
Still I never was afraid as a little boy
I was feedin' my rage as a little boy
It's time to blow they minds..

Learned how to lose as an older man
Sang a lot of blues as an older man
But I saw it all through as an older man
Put together my crew as an older man
Felt a lot of pain as an older man
I established my name as an older man
People piss on my game as an older man
Ain't nothin' gonna change as an older man
It's time to blow they minds now, baby
It's time to blow they minds now, baby
Come on and cry now, baby
Y'all know it's my time now, baby
Come on!

Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
What it look like?
What it look like, baby?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
What it look like?
What it look like, baby?

Got treated like a clown as a little boy
Kept my feet on the ground as a little boy
When you're living in a dream as a little boy
Ain't nothing like it seems as a little boy
I was hatin' on the world as a little boy
I was lovin' all the girls as a little boy
I was into punk rock as a little boy
I was breakin' non-stop as a little boy
It's time to blow they minds...

Got treated like a chump as an older man
Mixin' rock with the funk as an older man
Learned what a girl was as an older man
Now I know how to love as an older man
But I'm still a big kid as an older man
And I'de much rather give as an older man
Still I'm singin' in the rain as an older man
Ain't nothin' gonna change as an older man
It's time to blow they minds now, baby
It's time to blow they minds now, baby
Come on and cry now, baby
Y'all know it's my time now, baby
Come on!

Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
What it look like?
What it look like, baby?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
What it look like?
What it look like, baby?

My life is one big dream
I'm lost in what it means
Don't wake me up 'cause it's almost over
These voices in my mind
Keep telling me it's time
To wake me up 'cause it's almost over

It's time to blow they minds now, baby
It's time to blow they minds now, baby
Come on and cry now, baby
Y'all know it's my time now, baby
It's time to blow they minds now, baby
It's time to blow they minds now, baby
Come on and cry now, baby
Y'all know it's my time now, baby
Come on!

Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
What it look like?
What it look like, baby?

My life is one big dream
I'm lost in what it means
Don't wake me up 'cause it's almost over
These voices in my mind
Keep telling me it's time
To wake me up 'cause it's almost over

Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
Who that is? what it say?
What it look like?
What it look like, baby?

Build a Bridge

length: 3:57
producer: Rick Rubin and Fred Durst
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
engineer: Michael Elvis Baskette
additional engineer: Dave Holdredge, Andrew Scheps and Billy Bowers
editor: Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Sam Rivers, Fred Durst, John Otto
Build a bridge to your mind
Takes me there every time
Lay it all on the line
If there's a way
Build a bridge, make a path
Overlook the aftermath
Make my tears be your bath
If there's a way
Only if you'll take a ride
Go with me to the other side
Chorus
Even though it's gonna crumble down
I'll keep building 'till you come around
Even though it's gonna fall apart, break my heart
I'll keep building 'till I die
Build a bridge of memories
Stretch it out overseas
To the end of the world
If there's a way
Build a bridge made of pain
Send my longing down the drain
Have no reasons to complain
If there's a way
Only if you'll take a ride
Go with me to the other side
Chorus
Wait wait for me wait please wait for me
Wait wait for me wait please wait for me
Chorus (x2)

Red Light-Green Light

length: 5:37
producer: Fred Durst and DJ Lethal
mixer: Michael Patterson
guest: Snoop Dogg
assistant mixer: Aaron Lepley
assistant recording engineer: Jason Spears
writer: Fred Durst, Snoop Dogg, DJ Lethal
freak baby, freak freak baby (x2)
red light, green light (x3)
you ready to roll?
tell me when you're ready to go (x2)
I got the keys baby, put your mind at ease baby
go playa, layin' the cheese baby
I know you bitin', bitin' my steez baby
but I came, came to please baby
don't wait, lay the greeze baby
don't flake, shake the knees baby
your fella's mad at me baby, oh well, enemies baby
who's braggin' they raggin' on me baby?
who's breath is draggin' on me baby?
who steps through all agony baby?
who's checks are bigger than me baby?
who thinks before it goes down baby?
who rocks in every town baby?
I don't know if it ain't me
must be a clone on this microphone baby
chorus
red light, green light (x3)
you ready to roll?
tell me when you're ready to go (x2)
(you know i'm down and ready to go)
jump in the who ride, slide to the rhythm of
snoop d.o. double g ***** from the dub
I represent it to the fullest everywhere I go
guaranteed to bust a ho, yeah i'm so original
I don't have to, I told you from the get go
I like to lay low with my *****s blowin' endo
we like to drink, talk ****, and spit at *****es
and that's the way we do it, sometimes we hittin' switches
in the low-rider slidin' to the hood and back
it's snoop dogg in the mutha****in' cadillac
they call it snoop deville for real
I get the money and I never ever pop no pills
I used to pop'em, i'm lyin' to these ************s now
I used to do all kind of **** when I was wild
they used to call me lil' bow wow now i'm big bow wow
in this **********a bustin' a freestyle
snoop dogg is in the place to see, do it with my nephew
freddy d
ooh wee, in the place to see
snoop d.o. double g from the d.p.g.c.
chorus
freak baby, freak freak baby (x3)
look who's talkin' it up baby
one more chalkin' it up baby
star maps stalkin' it up baby
my dogs barkin' it up baby
who'd a thought I'd be layin it down baby?
who'd a thought I'd be turnin' your frown baby?
never know about things these days baby
'till your cell phone rings and it's me baby
chorus

The Only One

length: 4:09
producer: Terry Date and Fred Durst
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Billy Bowers, Ulrich Wild and Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, John Otto
Hold up you're movin' too fast
I'm up for something that lasts
I ain't looking to screw on the first night
Cause that's a no go
And if the vibe's good, go to first base
'Cause the first kiss could be your last taste
I ain't looking to screw 'till the vibe's right

See I'm the only one you know
That can put you on cruise control
Yeah I'm the only one you'll find
That won't waste all my time, on nothing
Nothing, on nothing, nothing

My will is stronger than most
I will not let you get close
Until i think that you deserve me
'Cause that's a no go
I'm gonna hold out, so in the meantime
Don't expect much from a strong mind
Until i think that you deserve me

See I'm the only one you know
That can put you on cruise control
Yeah I'm the only one you'll find
That won't waste all my time, on nothing
Nothing, on nothing, nothing

I'm holdin' out, I'm gonna wait
want to make it past the first date
A little time then we can do
All them nasty things you want to do
Don't get me wrong just take my hand
And I really hope you understand that
It's easier when every second counts
So we'll just have to wait
It's really no big deal
It's really no big deal
I'd hate to get you in bed
Find out your empty instead
No need to knock another home run out
'Cause that's a no go
And I hate to be so filthy
If we were not meant to be
No need to knock another homerun out

See I'm the only one you know
That can put you on cruise control
Yeah I'm the only one you'll find
That won't waste all my time, on nothing
Nothing, on nothing, nothing

Nothin', on nothin', nothin'
On nothin', on nothin

Let Me Down

length: 4:17
producer: Fred Durst and Rick Rubin
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
engineer: Michael Elvis Baskette
additional engineer: Dave Holdredge, Andrew Scheps and Billy Bowers
editor: Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, John Otto
Heartbreak is a headache,
Like a toothache or an earthquake.
Spontaneous combustion
Leaves a taste that so disgustin'
And it don't go away too fast
I'm a window made of broken glass
I've never needed anything,
Anything but you
And that's what wrong
That's what I get
For feeling this
Anyway
Just let me know
All I'll miss
When I'm gone

Just throw it all away, you let me down
Like everybody says, you let me down
Write me off like yesterday, you let me down
Oh, I guess that your not good enough to be with me

Rumors are tumors
Of the sick and mainly useless
When you come to me with these things
It's the **** that I can't deal with.
Still I gave you all of me,
Faithfulness and honesty
Prayed for God to bring you near,
Along with all these tears.
And that's what wrong
That's what I get
For feeling this
Anyway, just let me know
All I'll miss
When I'm gone

Just throw it all away, you let me down
Like everybody says, you let me down
Write me off like yesterday, you let me down
Oh, I guess that your not good enough to be with me

I'd like to thank you
For lettin' me know I can feel this way
Feel this way
For lettin' me know I can feel

Just throw it all away, you let me down
Like everybody says, you let me down
Write me off like yesterday, you let me down
Oh, I guess that your not good enough to be with me

Just throw it all away, you let me down
Like everybody says, you let me down
Write me off like yesterday, you let me down
Oh, I guess that your not good enough to be with me

Lonely World

length: 4:34
producer: Fred Durst and Terry Date
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Ulrich Wild, Dave Holdredge and Billy Bowers
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, John Otto
When i reminisce ignorance was bliss,
Back in the days where the magic exist
Never be the same as it was, 'cause the way it was
Just another day in the maze of a myth
Had a lot of fun living life on the run,
Never had a chance to pause to get a better glance
Everything was free and everything was fast
Never even thought it wouldn't last
When you go the mind of a man in the middle
Life is just a big fat riddle, so figure it out
Always thinking that you know
Everything little thing there is to know
Buy you don't really know, ya know?
It's like love, some people get it
For some it's just a glove that just never fitted
For me it's just a pain in the ***
But i'm addicted to the taste of hopin' it could last

[chorus]
Another day another night inside a lonely world
Another game another fight inside a lonely world
Another wrong another right inside a lonely world
Such a lonely world, such a lonely world
Who's the man (the man in the middle) x4

Maybe i'm a target for people that are bitter
At least i can say that i've never been a quitter
I remember high school, man i hated high school
It was like prison with bullies always putting me down
Just a little skater boy they could pick on
I learned to forgive'em, now i got the balls they can lick on
I loved sneakin' out when my mom was asleep
With my gothic girlfriend makin' love in the creek
With the mind of a man in the middle
It could be the end of the world as we know it
Still i never want it all, and i never want it now
I just want to cruise, if i loose then i'll figure it out
How the times flies, even with the blink of an eye
When you're young you absorb like a sponge in disguise
Then you get a little older and gather your thoughts
It's amazing what you learn
When you've never been taught, ya know?

[chorus]

No matter how hard i can try inside a lonely world
No one can hear me when i cry inside a lonely world
I'll never know the reasons why inside a lonely world
Such a lonely world (such a lonely world)
[x2]

[chorus]

Phenomenon

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, Robert Darrell Allen, Arthur Baker, Eric Sadler, Hank Shocklee, Chuck D, Grandmaster Melle Mel, Sylvia Robinson, DJ Lethal
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)

[Chorus]
? 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)

[Chorus]

Creamer

length: 4:31
(All radio is dead)

Hey kid, who you lookin' at?
Why you standin' all up in my face like that?
You ain't never seen a baseball bat?
A maniac knockin' on your babeball cap
You better step about ten paces back
Or you'll be layin' where your shoe laces at
Go do what your momma told you
And don't be actin' like a punk, thinkin' your a soldier
I see you got a cell phone, I got a number you can dial son, make it 911
Tell 'em stop at hef's house on the way kid
Pick up some playmates but only if they naked
Don't know how you do in your city
But 'round here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty
And I hate to put you out like that
But you've been burnin' like a fire with a mouth like that

Take me back to yesterday
Rollin' dice and getting laid
Everything was a.o.k. oh
But now and then a cloud rolls in
Rains on my parade and then
Talkin' this and that again, oh

Let's break it down for a minute
And roll it on up in third gear for a minute
I got the 21's bumpin' on my benz, and
I got girlies in the back seat rubbin' on my friends, and
I don't really give a **** about
What these player hatin' pussies give a **** about
'Cause I'm a night ranger, never been a stranger
My two-way pager is lookin' for some danger
Zoolander, hit you with the magnum
Everybody get your groove on if you have one
And if you ain't got it then admit it:
It's limpbizkit, time for you to get it
All around the world and this 45 prevost
Everywhere we go we watch it on the tivo
And now you're layin' in the bed you made
Drinkin' hatorade, think about it

Take me back to yesterday
Rollin' dice and getting laid
Everything was a.o.k. oh...
But now and then a cloud rolls in
Rains on my parade and then
Talkin' this and that again, go

Leave, thinkin' that you're all that, and then some
I've got news for you (all radio is dead)
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some?
Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead)

(The radio is dead)

Let me guess, you ain't that impressed
Mister, hale - tosis of the breath
Livin' lifestyles of the wish-you-would
From the back isles of the thrifty-good
See I, I got room to talk, kid
I been layin' this track since north cackilack
And the very first day that you fell out the sack
I was in some fat laces, spinnin' on my back
Let me think, let me roll, let me ride
Let me put some funk in the trunk, triple 5
And a memory that can easy your pain
Like a melody from kurt cobain
'Cause ya', never know when it's all gonna end
And ya', never know when you'll call on a friend
So you better take a step to prepare yourself
'Cause the way you're livin' now, ain't good for your health

Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some
I've got news for you (all radio is dead)
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some?
Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead)
Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some
I've got news for you (all radio is dead)
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some?
Man, I got news for you (all radio is dead)

(All radio is dead)

Head for the Barricade

length: 3:35
producer: Fred Durst and Terry Date
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
recording engineer: Terry Date
additional engineer: Dave Holdredge, Ulrich Wild and Billy Bowers
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, John Otto, Darren Robinson, Damon Wimbley, Prince Markie Dee
Fight

Sometimes you gotta fight for your right when you're
Not sure you're in a fight for your life, right?
If you ain't packin' any tactics you might get your *** kicked
Even if you are a little knuckle head
I'm kinda sick of being aggravated, iIm glad I'm hated
I guess I'm doin' somethin' right
That's what happened back in columbine
You gotta know when to stop and don't go over the top
'Cause there's a chamber deep inside the brain
That's covered with chains, so don't be shakin' 'em loose
And if ya do, I'd be runnin' for the hills
'Cause I'm ready to rock and now I'm playin' for real
I gotta fight, fight
You'd better watch out when my adrenaline kicks
I gotta fight fight
It's too late you already been hit damn

[Chorus]
Stick 'em stick em'
Stick em ha ha ha stick em
Stick em' stick em'
Yeah, head for the barricade
Yeah, head for the barricade

This world can make you sick to your stomach so I
Put on my headphones, listen to the deftones
It's gettin' crowded in my spaceship
Livin' in a dream, runnin' from a hate machine
Ya know it's such a drag when there's people talking down to ya
Such a drag thinking everything sucks (do ya?)
Walk away with the spit on your face?
Or do ya draw the line just to give 'em a taste?
'Cause I know its never gonna end,
If it happens again I'm going straight for the throat
Another note, don't forget your had a chance
Now off of the side lines and ready to dance
I gotta fight. fight
Better watch out when my adrenaline kicks
I gotta fight fight
It's too late you already been hit damn

[Chorus]

If you got the guts (head for the barricade)
Then come on down (head for the barricade)
Then come on down (head for the barricade)
And head for the barricade
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!

Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
Head for the barricade
I ain't playin' around
Head for the barricade
I ain't playin' around

[Chorus]

Behind Blue Eyes

length: 6:06
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
composer: Pete Townshend
lyricist: Pete Townshend
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be faded to telling only lies

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what its like
To feel these feelings
Like I do, and I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain woe
Can show through

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what its like
To be mistreated, to be defeated
Behind blue eyes
No one know how to say
That they're sorry and don't worry
I'm not telling lies

But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscious seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what its like
To be the bad man, to be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

In the clouds
All the graves
I'll stay if you
Go away
Concrete
Tall as the sky
Movement passi'n me by
When you blush
What a rush
Reminisce
Cold crush
Next door ear to the wall
All the tension on me for the call
I wish I wish
I wish it was all that easy
I wish I wish
I wish it was all that easy

Drown

length: 3:51
producer: Fred Durst and Rick Rubin
mixer: Brendan O’Brien
engineer: Michael Elvis Baskette
additional engineer: Billy Bowers, Dave Holdredge and Andrew Scheps
editor: Dave Holdredge
assistant mixer: Mark Valentine
writer: Fred Durst, Sam Rivers
It's getting closer to the end, every part of me
And then disaster takes it's toll, and now I'm left with only me
Maybe sorrow plays a role, when you feel unkind
Your abuses matter, standing up forever lost in time

Save me
Save me
Before I drown
Save me
Save me
Before I drown

It's getting closer to the end, I look back and smile
We conquered every single bump in my road, made it all worth while
Just remember how I cared, when it came crashing down
I'd like to toast to all those angels that were always hangin' 'round

Save me
Save me
Before I drown
Save me
Save me
Before I drown

Maybe life ain't what it seems, 'cause it's all a dream
Forgive me
Sometimes I feel like a fool, 'cause I'm so uncool
Forgive me

Let It Go

length: 5:11
Run, is that all you can do,
Its all you’ve been doing since you been 2,
You just run,
You run away from change,
Leaving me bleeding but you cant see.

Your so dumb,
With your big dumb face,
And your big dumb ego,
What a disgrace, let it go,
What a disgrace, let it go.

Wait, I aint waiting for shit,
Coz when your waiting on something,
All you can get is a fix,
Yeah you were just my fix,
Punchin’ your card in for all you can get.

Your so dumb,
With your big dumb face,
And your big dumb ego,
What a disgrace, let it go,
What a disgrace, let it go.

What hurts so much,
Is I believed you to be a true friend,
All___ a___ long___,
But you never cared,
You never cared.

That I had your back,
Through all the confusion,
Through all the abuse and I cared,
No matter what you said,
But now you betrayed me,
Embarrassed and plagued me.

So dumb,
With your big dumb face,
And your big dumb ego,
What a disgrace, let it go,
What a disgrace, let it go.

What hurts so much,
Is I believed you to be a true friend,
All___ a___ long___,
But you never cared,

What hurts so much,
Is I believed you to be a true friend,
All___ a___ long___,
But you never cared,
You never cared.

I always used to say,
Keep your friends close,
And your enemies closer,
I always used to say,
Dig a hole for the next man and you’ll fall in,

I always used to say,
Keep your friends close,
And your enemies closer,
I always used to say,
Dig a hole for the next man and you’ll fall in,

I know, you know,
That your ready to fall in,
I know, you know,
That your ready to fall in,
I know, you know,
That your ready to fall in,
I know, you know,
That your ready to fall in,

Too late now,
Afraid now,
Of all the things I could say now,
Its too late to,
complain you,
Don’t deserve a word.

Now… Too late now,
Afraid now,
Of all the things I could say now,
Its too late to,
Complain you,
Don’t deserve a word.

What hurts so much,
Is I believed you to be a true friend,
All___ a___ long___,
But you never cared,
You never cared.

What hurts so much,
Is I believed you to be a true friend,
All___ a___ long___,
But you never cared.


[Thanks to stamperforever@hotmale.com for these lyrics]

Armpit

length: 3:55
I seen ya sniffing on my...(On ma, on ma)(Yeah)
I seen ya sniffing on my...(On ma, on ma)

I see ya sniffing my armpit
Sniffing on my new shit
Always got your nose in everybodys business
Nothing like a two face drama queen
Gossip like a magazine loose lips sink ships when you aint a playa
If you want to talk kid you gotta walk kid
We can have it out kid bring it to the south kid
Aint nobody trying to diss but you been high on my list
AND ITS TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT

?????????
TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT
?????????
I seen ya sniffing on ma...(On ma, on ma)

I seen ya sniffing my armpit
Sniffing on my stainless your a walking bong hit
On the verge of brainless cant be a big shot
Big dog when you gotta broke jaw
Do yourself a favor shut your mothafuckin mouth
Cuz when your times up there will be people lined up
Spitting in your face with the five knuckle whined up
Aint nobody really to diss, but you been high on my list
AND ITS TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT

?????????
TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT
?????????
Oooohhhhh
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ITS TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT
?????????

Trying to live inside a moment
Where the whole world goes away
A sentimental kind of moment
Where it all just goes away
Take a walk, take take a walk walk walk walk walk on the wild side X3
Yeah
I seen ya sniffing on my...(On ma, on ma)
Wild Wild Wild side

I seen ya sniffing my armpit
Sniffing on my 3rd verse
You aint got the hint yet
Stay way from Fred Durst
You dont even know me, you dont know the Bizkit
Want to get the facts to be straigtened
Keep up all the hatin'
If you want to talk kid you gotta walk it
Artifically keep it comin from your soul kid
Aint nobody really trying to diss but you been high on my list
AND ITS TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT

???????????
TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT
???????????
Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh
???????????
TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT
???????????

*long pause*

BRING THAT MUTHAFUCKER BACK
????????????
TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT
????????????

*pause*

Bring that motherfucker back
BRING THAT MUTHAFUCKER BACK
????????????
TIME TO GET THE HOOD OUT
????????????