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Gimme some guitars punk
Sweet Leth
Limp Bizkit in the house
What fucken' house?
Seattle baby
Terry Date, Limp Bizkit, Staind

Bring the noise
Bass! how low can you go?
Death row what a brother knows
Once again, back is the incredible
The rhyme animal
The incredible D. Public Enemy number one
Five-o said "freeze!" and I got numb
Can I tell 'em that I never really had a gun?
But it's the wax that the Terminator X spun
Now they got me in a cell ''cause my records they sell
''cause a brother like me said "well?"
Farrakhan's a racist and I think you outta listin to
What he can say to you what you otta do
Follow for now power of the people say.
"Make a miracle, D. pump the lyrical"
United we stand, all in all, we're gonna win.
Check it out, yeah y'all, here we go again

Turn it up, bring the noise!
I said turn it up!

Never badder than bad ''cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact that's corrupt as a senator
Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
''cause the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying
Inside music that the critics are blasting me
For they'll never care for the brother and sisters
Now across the country has us up for the war.
We got to demostrate, come on
They're gonna have to wait 'till we get it right
Radio stations I question their blackness
They call themselves black. but we'll see if they'll play this

Turn it up, bring the noise!
I said turn it up!

Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My DJ is Lethal dose, we call him Leth you know
He can cut a record from side to side
So what, the ride the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father or our rock' n' roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin' you call a band man
Makin' a music abuse it but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono
Run DMC first said a DJ could be a band
Stand on it's feet get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B. and LB as well, hell
Records from Fred D still we can rock bells
Ever for ever, Universal it will sell
Time for me to exit, Terminator X-it

Turn it up, bring the noise!
I said turn it up!

Bring that fucken' noise, and get the fuck up
Get the fuck up
Bring the noise
Bring it
Fuck this
Limp Bizkit
Fuck this
In the studio
Fucken Suck ass
Bring that noise
Man fuck this
Terry Date is a fucken pain
Everybody shut up and turn the fucken' tape off
Gimme some guitars punk    Sweet Leth    Limp Bizkit in the house    What fucken' house?    Seattle baby    Terry Date, Limp Bizkit, Staind       Bring the noise    Bass! how low can you go?    Death row what a brother knows    Once again, back is the incredible    The rhyme animal    The incredible D. Public Enemy number one    Five-o said "freeze!" and I got numb    Can I tell 'em that I never really had a gun?    But it's the wax that the Terminator X spun    Now they got me in a cell ''cause my records they sell    ''cause a brother like me said "well?"    Farrakhan's a racist and I think you outta listin to    What he can say to you what you otta do    Follow for now power of the people say.    "Make a miracle, D. pump the lyrical"    United we stand, all in all, we're gonna win.    Check it out, yeah y'all, here we go again       Turn it up, bring the noise!    I said turn it up!       Never badder than bad ''cause the brother is madder than mad    At the fact that's corrupt as a senator    Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope    ''cause the beats in the lines are so dope    Listen for lessons I'm saying    Inside music that the critics are blasting me    For they'll never care for the brother and sisters    Now across the country has us up for the war.    We got to demostrate, come on    They're gonna have to wait 'till we get it right    Radio stations I question their blackness    They call themselves black. but we'll see if they'll play this       Turn it up, bring the noise!    I said turn it up!       Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me    My DJ is Lethal dose, we call him Leth you know    He can cut a record from side to side    So what, the ride the glide should be much safer than a suicide    Soul control, beat is the father or our rock' n' roll    Music for whatcha, for whichin' you call a band man    Makin' a music abuse it but you can't do it, ya know    You call 'em demos but we ride limos, too    Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you    Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono    Run DMC first said a DJ could be a band    Stand on it's feet get you out your seat    Beat is for Eric B. and LB as well, hell    Records from Fred D still we can rock bells    Ever for ever, Universal it will sell    Time for me to exit, Terminator X-it       Turn it up, bring the noise!    I said turn it up!       Bring that fucken' noise, and get the fuck up    Get the fuck up    Bring the noise    Bring it    Fuck this    Limp Bizkit    Fuck this    In the studio    Fucken Suck ass    Bring that noise    Man fuck this    Terry Date is a fucken pain    Everybody shut up and turn the fucken' tape off