Limp Bizkit
Limp Bizkit - Pollution songtekst
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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)