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It's Limp Bizkit! |
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And this is how we learn. |
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You can't talk to me. |
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You're not supposed to be, in my face. (Get the fuck outta my face!). |
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Why do you insist, you gotta talk that shit, |
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You gotta keep that dog ass breath, all up in my face. |
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I remember when, you would never lie to a friend. |
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Cause you were so high, you were so shy, you were so fucked up anyway. |
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Life keeps on tickin', tickin', tickin' into the future. |
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Cause this is how we learn. |
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(chorus) |
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Somebody better stop me. |
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Or at least stop this beat, |
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Before we start gettin' out of hand. |
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Cause this is how we learn. |
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And this is how we (burn). |
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Somebody better stop me, |
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Or at least stop this beat, |
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Before we start gettin' out of hand. |
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Cause this is how we learn. |
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And this is how we (burn). |
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You can't erase me. |
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I'm alive as I can be, in your face. |
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(So get the fuck outta my face!) |
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Why you insist, it's gotta turn out like this, |
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It's gotta burn out like this all up in my face. |
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I remember how, you said you want it all and you want it now. |
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Cause you were so young, you were so dumb, |
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You were so fucked up anyway. |
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Life keeps on tickin', tickin' tickin' into the future. |
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Cause this is how we learn. |
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(chorus) |
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Think about it. |
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Think about it. |
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Oh my! Where you at? |
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Come on. |
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I know you're feeling it baby. |
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I know you're feeling it. |
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Come on. |
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Bring the beat baby (repeated 4x). |
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I said this is how it should be done. |
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This is how it should be done. |
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Cause my style, is identical to none. |
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Outta here! |
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I'm gettin' the hell outta here. |
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Limp Bizkit style. |
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Hey Lethal, wait up. |