Here we go!
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Bring it on!
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I'm Fred D. #1 limp dog
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Alien night train laying down the law
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All around the world everybody wanna see
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My five knuckle grip on this M.I.C
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Weaving in and out with that old school funk
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Keeping bass line sticky like i buy you skunk
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Five more seconds till this shit takes off
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Best buckle up before your shit gets tossed
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Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa)
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Oh my god its the cops at the door,
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And they wanna stop all the mosh on the floor
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They wanna keep me in line
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so i break me a rhyme for your mind and i'm
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dressed to kill
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Living low with my flow
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i'm a creep i'm a
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vampire starting fires in the street
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Like a snake sneaking up in the grass
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with the beat you can't blast
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taking chunks out your ass
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Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa)
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All around ..The world ..You know me ..
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All around ..The world ..We know You..
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All you MC's waking up from a nap
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Better fix your target on the red ball cap
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And if you ain't got 20-20 on the sight
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Meet me at the show i'll be rocking all night
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Better bring a friend and a girlie if you got it
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She could use a pass to my backstage party
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Now i'm outta line and I like it like that
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Just another fume on the limp dogs track
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All around ..The world ..You know me ..
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All around ..The world ..We know You..
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Oh my God (oh my God)
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oh my God (Oh my God)
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Oh my God...
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it's the cops here again
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And they wanna lock a dog up in a van
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If they wanna try to control how we
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rock and we roll cause they know i'm a
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fugitive
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On the run is my mic like a gun
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and i use the stage to release all my rage
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Gimme 1 gimme 2 gimme 3
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gimme britney and i rock it like a G
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Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa)
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All around ..The world ..You know me ..
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All around ..The world ..We know You..
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Press Your Luck
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| Limp Bizkit |
