Songtekst:
(Live from Family Values 98 in Kansas City)
Hey! Are you readythen get up!!
Let me hear some noise!
I see all you motherfuckers bum-rushing the floor tonight
Y'all ready to make this motherfucking place go crazy?
Get up! Get up! Woohah!
Ohjust a minute
I see your mouth moving but I don't hear a word that you say
Pop, mish, mosh, up in the brain I'm on my cycle
Highways my ways up and down like the Dow Jones
Pass these microphones
I don't exaggerate
Keep it real, only speak about the shit I hate
Hey you people, just the tudes, attitudes
Lose the attitude, I won't be fuckin' mad at you
But if you're bitin' don't be fightin' kid
I'm sorta likin' what you're stealin'
That open wound style needs some healin'
Jacked up on my flow, I'm glad you know
Behind the spotlight got the phattest fuckin' live show
You feel the tension
Eyeballs in your socket
Can comprehends how we rock it, you can't stop it
You like the ways that we're livin', you need them
Your demo tape I inspected, then ejected
Who survives at the end of the day?
With too much airplay, huh?
I'm gonna keep it all underground
Kansas Cityjoin me!!
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Who?! Who?!
Who's hot? Who's not?
Ohjust a minute
I see your mouth moving, but I don't hear a word that you say Do you feel me baby?
Pop hand grenades, best describe the impaction
Can't get no satisfaction, take it back
That was you doin' back in '82
No need for answers, just a thought of your mental fallout shelter
Helter Skelter, the J while bet ya, the beetle upset ya
But I'm an easy rider like I'm Henry Fonda
The kingpin Bizkit, the flows we aren't ya
Mental highways, my path you can't stop the unexpected
Check your road block
Oh, like water, keep on rollin',
Cause this mic is mine and I'm gonna keep on shinin' on you
I need your help Kansas City
Get the fuck up!!
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Who?! Who?!
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Woohah! Cambodia!
Hey! Are you readythen get up!!
Let me hear some noise!
I see all you motherfuckers bum-rushing the floor tonight
Y'all ready to make this motherfucking place go crazy?
Get up! Get up! Woohah!
Ohjust a minute
I see your mouth moving but I don't hear a word that you say
Pop, mish, mosh, up in the brain I'm on my cycle
Highways my ways up and down like the Dow Jones
Pass these microphones
I don't exaggerate
Keep it real, only speak about the shit I hate
Hey you people, just the tudes, attitudes
Lose the attitude, I won't be fuckin' mad at you
But if you're bitin' don't be fightin' kid
I'm sorta likin' what you're stealin'
That open wound style needs some healin'
Jacked up on my flow, I'm glad you know
Behind the spotlight got the phattest fuckin' live show
You feel the tension
Eyeballs in your socket
Can comprehends how we rock it, you can't stop it
You like the ways that we're livin', you need them
Your demo tape I inspected, then ejected
Who survives at the end of the day?
With too much airplay, huh?
I'm gonna keep it all underground
Kansas Cityjoin me!!
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Who?! Who?!
Who's hot? Who's not?
Ohjust a minute
I see your mouth moving, but I don't hear a word that you say Do you feel me baby?
Pop hand grenades, best describe the impaction
Can't get no satisfaction, take it back
That was you doin' back in '82
No need for answers, just a thought of your mental fallout shelter
Helter Skelter, the J while bet ya, the beetle upset ya
But I'm an easy rider like I'm Henry Fonda
The kingpin Bizkit, the flows we aren't ya
Mental highways, my path you can't stop the unexpected
Check your road block
Oh, like water, keep on rollin',
Cause this mic is mine and I'm gonna keep on shinin' on you
I need your help Kansas City
Get the fuck up!!
What do you know about this, punk?
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Who?! Who?!
Who's hot?
Who's not?
Woohah! Cambodia!
