SINGER: Limp Bizkit

SONG:Cambodia

Are you ready?
Then get the fuck up!
Lemme hear some nooooooise

Get up get up(woo hah)

Wait just a minute i see your mouth movin�
But i don�t hear a word that you say
Pop! mish mosh up in the brain
I�m on my cycle
Highways, my ways
Are up and down like the dow jones
I rock these microphones
I don�t exaggerate
Keep it real and only speak about the shit i hate
Don�t hate the people just the �tudes
The attitudes
So lose the attitude, and i wont be fuckin� mad at you
But if ya bitin� don�t be frightened kid
I�m sorta likin� whatcha stealin�
Your open wound style needs some healin�
Checked out by my flow
I�m glad ya know
Behind the spunk i got the phattest fuckin� live show
You feel the tension
The eyeballs in ya socket
Can�t comprehend how we rock it
Ya can�t stop it
Ya like the ways that we livin�
Ya need it
Your demo tape, punk
I inspect it, then reject it
Who survives at the end of the day?
But too much airplay, huh,
I�m gonna keep it all underground

Get up get up (woo-hah)
Whattya know about this, punk?
Who�s hot ? who�s not ?
Who ? who ?
Who�s hot ? who�s not ?

Wait just a minute
I see your mouth movin�
But i don�t hear a word that you say
Buck! hand grenades
Best describe the impactioncan�t get no satisfaction
Ya take it back
What were you doin� back in �82?
No need for answers just a thought for your mental
Fallout shelter
Heltah skelter

The j bob bet ya,
The beatle upset ya
But i�m an easy rider like i�m henry fonda
The kingpin bizkit
That flows beyond ya
Mental highways, my path ya can�t stop
The unexpected, so check ya roadblock
Go black water, keep on rhymin'
Cause this mic is mine and i�m a keep on shinin�

Get up get up (woo-hah)
Whattya know about this, punk?
Who�s hot? who�s not?
Who? who?
Who�s hot? who�s not?