Humour et vérité sensés démanteler tout frais et toute pimpante allemande ál'aise et insouciante confiante son
t cha? (Yeah) Can you take a deep breath? (Yeah) Heh, is that right? The funky, funky flute is just what Jimmy gave ya But witta hip hop flavor On ya radio, stereo
I'm just a ninja from the Carnival grounds With so much flavor that I blow the taste up outcha mouth Where I'm at is in your earholes Bumpin outta ya stereo
a sound on the radio In stereo in the static age Billboard on the rise in the dawn's landscape Working your insanity Tragic a'la madness and concrete
through the madness, Glass and Ash. Rooftop perched staggering captains over the backyard captive. and it's not what's so attractive is in the madness
wrong Let's get it on, twelve rounds of throwdown Who hold crown? Protect land with both pound Limp Bizkit, get around like merry go What's the scenario? Comin' through your stereo
rounds of throw down, who hold crown? Protect land with both pound, Limp Bizkit Get around like Merry-Go, what's the scenario? Comin' through your stereo
get it on Twelve rounds I'll throw down Wu whole crown Protect land wit 4 pound Limp Bizkit Get around like merry-go Bust a scenario Comin through your stereo
strive Then maybe I'll stay alive So I walk up the street whistlin this Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
mode Word 'em up So whattup whattup? yeah it's time to get down You ready to chill, so turn up the sounds Whether it's in your walkman - or your stereo
Let's get it on Twelve rounds of throwdown Who hold crown? Protect land with both pound Limp Bizkit Get around like merry-go What's the scenario? Comin' through your stereo
cell the time has come to pay the rent and sent you back to hell savior self not me crackhead, crackhead burning bright, gasoline in insta-light sold me my own stereo
Turn this up to 10 Stay on the ball 'cause the 5-0's coming Feelings intensify (Out loud) Riddle me up with bullets of rhythm Set the madness vibe straight
m the ultimate, the rhyme imperial I'm better, but some don't believe me though But I'm a pro in hot material On your Walkman, box or any stereo Uno,
Humour et verite senses demanteler tout frais et toute pimpante allemande al'aise et insouciante confiante son sourire est vivant son coeur intelligent
you take a deep breath? (Yeah) Heh, is that right? [Verse 2: Dr. Dre] The funky funky flute is just what Jimmy gave ya But witta hip-hop flavour On ya radio, stereo
K] You ever read 40 classics, for your classes, for your Master's And while on tour rappin, crashin on a little mattress? It's madness but fact is I,
