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SINGER: Limp Bizkit
SONG:Getcha Groove On (complete)
Xzibit: millenium shit, limp bizkit, x to the z, bringin' it live to You and yours, ladies and gentlemen my homeboy yo, get At em dog
Fd: chorus: you don't wanna fuck with me today Cause a little somethin somethin didn't go ya way So try not to be like that today Cause i'm a real motherfucker from round the way And we don't give a fuck when we're rockin the place We're only givin a fuck if you're invadin the space So getcha getcha groove on Don't keep us waitin too long
Don't you treat me like a toy kid, do you enjoy this
Every single second i'm alive i'm a mess Got these laser beam mic checks communicating 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 Don't understand why i got this trunk full of candy And you're so high bumpin off the sweetness, this is what you need Another little piece of me inside of you Cause you know that i'll always keep it true And that's exactly what i do, it's what i do
Chorus
Xzibit: i got breakneck delivery no time for chivalry Extraordinary ability shit longevity Dig deep in ya soul and find ya self Cuase mind control could turn yall to someone else So fast ya head will probably spin the fuck right off Me and fred about to go half on microsoft Them live earnin twenty percent those little half-assed direct hits Ain't even makin a dent what an event, ah hell xzibit and limp As we atempt to bring home the championship it's all in the risk I'll still lead the league and assist Give me the fifth, i'm drinkin while i'm takin a piss, bitch
Chorus
Xzibit: i got untapped material, i serial kill shit, give me that real shit Quick finish em off , quick makin ya jaw split when i'm touchin the mosh pit Constant conflict knockin faggots unconscious nauseous Raisin the stakes increasin the weight Got homies that can't lay down and lift the plate So quit tryin to invade my space Before i call for a face-to-face and got to rest my case like
Fd: this is how we do it, just recognize we keep gettin right to it Look into these eyes, look into these eyes and you'll see the size of the flames Then you might despise the size of my game Step the fuck back, xzibit's on the track You shoulda buckled up before your head hit the dash You gotta hate that, a demo from a eight-track Brought me to a place where platinum comes in eight stacks
Chorus 3x
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