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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
DMX
DMX
Stimme und Gesang
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Stimme und Gesang
Method Man
Method Man
Stimme und Gesang
Redman
Redman
Stimme und Gesang
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Songwriter:in
Earl Simmons
Earl Simmons
Songwriter:in
Reggie Noble
Reggie Noble
Songwriter:in
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Songwriter:in
Kasseem Dean
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Limp Bizkit
Limp Bizkit
Produzent:in
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Produzent:in
Terry Date
Terry Date
Produzent:in
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mischtechniker:in
Ashley Stubbert
Ashley Stubbert
Ingenieurassistent:in
Carl Nappa
Carl Nappa
Ingenieurassistent:in
Darren Venditti
Darren Venditti
Ingenieur:in
Dave Dominguez
Dave Dominguez
Ingenieurassistent:in
Dominick Barbera
Dominick Barbera
Schnitttechniker:in
Doug Trantow
Doug Trantow
Ingenieurassistent:in
Dylan Vaughn
Dylan Vaughn
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Femio Hernandez
Femio Hernandez
Ingenieurassistent:in
Fran Flannery
Fran Flannery
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jaime Duncan
Jaime Duncan
Ingenieurassistent:in
Jesse Gorman
Jesse Gorman
Ingenieurassistent:in
Joe Barresi
Joe Barresi
Ingenieur:in
Kevin Guarnieri
Kevin Guarnieri
Ingenieurassistent:in
Matt Kingdom
Matt Kingdom
Ingenieurassistent:in
Pete Novak
Pete Novak
Ingenieurassistent:in
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mischtechniker:in
Richard Huredia
Richard Huredia
Mischtechniker:in
Scott Olson
Scott Olson
Ingenieur:in
Steve "Barney" Chase
Steve "Barney" Chase
Ingenieur:in
Steve Conover
Steve Conover
Ingenieurassistent:in
Ted Reiger
Ted Reiger
Ingenieur:in
Vlado Meller
Vlado Meller
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

歌詞

[Intro]
Play the fuckin' track
Play that fuckin' track
Oh, there it is
Limp Bizkit
DMX
Redman, that's right, yo
Method Man
We just keep on rollin', baby
[Intro]
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
[Chorus]
I move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
[Chorus]
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Verse 1]
Now I know y'all be lovin' this shit right here
L-I-M-P Bizkit is right here
People in the house, put them hands in the air
'Cause if you don't care, then we don't care
See, I hate givin' a fuck
Quit pressin' your luck
Untouchable, branded unfuckable
So keep me in this cage until you run that mouth
Then I'ma have to plague and break the fuck out
And then we'll see who's left after one round with X
And what am I bringin' next?
Just know it's Red and Meth
So where the fuck you at, punk? Shut the fuck up
And back the fuck up while we fuck this track up
[Bridge]
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
[Chorus]
I move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
[Chorus]
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Verse 2]
Check my dangerous slang atrocious
When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu-Tang
What the fuck's a Hootie & the Blowfish?
I wave my black flag at the roaches
Who approaches these twin Super Soakers
Who have poisonous darts for culprits
Too late to get your blowgun unholstered
You're left buttered up and lightly toasted
So what? I drink and smoke too much
So what? I cuss too much, shut the fuck up
[Verse 3]
Now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold
'Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' **** up in limos
It ain't nothin' for bullets to unbutton your clothes
Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose
Swing the vine on the baboon nuts (You bitches)
I'm hairy as hell, out of Hell and tattooed up
I'm a dawg, only fuck in the bathroom, what?
In high school I dealt only with the classroom sluts
[Verse 4]
My name is Johnny, Donnie, Brasco
Tuck the gat low, cut your cashflow
Yell if you want money
Funny, a hungry dummy snatch crumb from me
Doc and hot mix bodies in the mosh pit
[Verse 5]
Yo, yo, and I'm the D.O.
You lookin' at the raw invented
On Friday I spent 35 to 40 minutes
Smell up the bathroom like Craig pa was in it
Endin' up on your back, Wu swords up in it
Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all to Guinness
Fuck how many thugs or players and ballers in it
Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners
Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it
[Verse 6]
I move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
[Chorus]
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Verse 7]
It just don't get no darker than that kid with the Parka
Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark
Now, I'm a fair ****, but ain't there, ****
Quicker than the hair trigger, so if you dare, ****
It'll be like your man tryna hold your brain to your head
But you'll be shittin' on yourself 'cause you already dead
And at the funeral, you won't need a casket
I'm leavin' just enough of him to stuff in a basket
A tisket, a tasket, I really need my ass kicked
My moms never let me forget that I'm a bastard
I ain't never been shit and ain't gon' be shit
That's why I take shit whenever I see shit
It's just that D shit, D's short for do what I wanna do
And that's what I'm gonna do right here in front of you
And I'll be runnin' you and your man straight up out
While y'all **** ain't runnin' a fuckin' thing but your mouth
[Chorus]
I move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
[Chorus]
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Verse 8]
You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit?
You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (Why?)
Because we get it on (When?)
Every day and every night (Oh)
Hear this platinum thing right here? (Uh huh)
Well, we doin' it all the time (What?)
So you better get some better beats
And, uh, get some better rhymes
I really, really, really wanna get shit started
And the people everywhere just get retarded
Get retarded, get retarded
'Cause people everywhere just get retarded
[Chorus]
I move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what you're gonna do now
[Chorus]
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Outro]
That's right, baby
Watch out, punk
Limp Bizkit
DMX
Method Man
Redman
And Swizz Beatz
Where the fuck you at?
[Outro]
Bump that shit
Bump that shit
Bump that shit
Bump that shit
Ruff Ryders
Punk
Written by: Clifford Smith, Earl Simmons, Fred Durst, Kasseem Dean, Reggie Noble
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