Interpret:

Limp Bizkit

Album:

Three Dollar Bill Y'All

Come on fool aw...aw...aw
drop that shit straight comin' at ya
punk the greatest side is critical when digging
on my concept rhythms keep on building
like smoke got'cha running from the law
maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle maybe it's the thought of being on the
bottom of the pile style's bound to the sky lines
keep 'em on the sidelines choking on my fly rhymes
you need the Heimlich maneuver this ain't no joke you're gonna choke
when I'm swinging it to ya


[chorus]


when do you decide (you decide)
then you can know in your mind (you decide)
when do you decide I'll probably never understand pollution
you preach the noise about the words
that you don't wanna hear pollution
I keep the grip tight on the mic when I spill pollution
you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear pollution
I keep that grip real tight breaker, breaker one nine
spitting out that skill
suicidal punk let me know you're real
I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind
so if you're crossing over, let me know you're real ??? now you get the feel
I rumble like the thunder now you're going under I bet ya wonder
what the fuck is even going down I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringing on the pain


[chorus]


so when they tell me to turn down that volume I'm gonna bring that beat back
and when they tell Sam to turn down that bass I'm gonna bring that beat back
and when they tell me to turn down the vocal I'm gonna bring that beat back
and when they tell us to shut the fuck up I'm gonna bring that beat back yeah,
gonna bring that beat back aw
gonna bring that beat back fuck
gonna bring that beat back yo, yo, yo
J bring that beat back


[chorus]


I'm gonna bring that beat back I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat back
Bring that beat back, beat back (2x)
back [repeated a bunch of times]
(Fred shut up, alright)
(this is me telling you to shut up...shut up)
(Fred, shut the fuck up)