[Fred Durst]
  Play the fuckin track!
  Play that fuckin track!! Oh there it is
  Limp Bizkit! DMX (what?)
  Redman (that's right y'all) Method Man
  We just keep on rollin baby
  Are you ready...
  Are you ready...
  Are you ready!!!
    [HOOK: Fred Durst]
  Move in now move out!
  Hands up, now hands down!
  Back up! Back up!
  Tell me what you gonna do now!
  Breathe in, now breathe out!
  Hands up, now hands down!
  Back up! Back up!
  Tell me what you gonna do now! (C'mon!)
  You keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Uh!)
  Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (What!)
  Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin (Uh!)
  Keep rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
    [Fred Durst]
  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, than we don't care
  See I, ain't 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 the plague, and break the fuck out
  And then we'll see who's left, after one round wit 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!
    Are you ready...
  Are you ready...
  Are you ready!!!
    [HOOK]
    [Method Man]
  Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
  Check my, dangerous slang atrocious
  When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang
  What the fuck's a Hootie and the Blowfish
  I wave my Black Flag at the roaches
  who approaches, these twin, supersoakers
  Who have poisonous darts for culprits
  Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered
  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!
    [Redman]
  Yo, yo
  Now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold
  Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin niggaz up in limos
  It ain't nothin, for bullets to unbutton your clothes
  Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose
  You bitches, swing the vine on the babboon nuts
  I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattoed up
  I'm a dog only fuck in the bathroom, what?
  In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
    [Method Man]
  My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco
  Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow
  Yell if you want money, funny
  A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me
  Doc and Hot Niks, bodies in the mosh pit
    [Redman]
  Yo, and I'm the D.O., you lookin at the raw invented
  on Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes
  Smell up the bathroom like Craig paw 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 players and ballers in it
  Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners
  Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it
  PPPPPPP P- P- POW!
  (AAAAAAAAAHH!)
  Yo he said c'mon!!
    [HOOK]
    [DMX]
  It just don't get no darker than that kid with the Parker
  Baldhead with the boots who shoots to make it spark
  Now I'm a fair nigga, but ain't nann nigga
  quicker than the hair-trigga, so if you dare nigga
  It'll be like your man tryin to hold yo' brain to yo' head
  But you'll be shittin on yourslef cause you, already dead
  And at the funeral you won't need a casket
  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 niggaz ain't runnin a FUCKIN thing but yo' mouth
    [DMX bark]
  AAAAAAAAHHH!!!
    [HOOK]
    [Durst]
  You, wanna mess with Limp Bizkit (yeah)
  You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (why?)
  Because we get it on, (when?) every day and every night (oh)
  See 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 (oooh!)
  You really, really, really wanna get shit started
  Well people everywhere just get retarded
  Get retarded, get retarded, people everywhere just get retarded!
    [HOOK]
    That's right baby!
  Watch out punk!
  Limp Bizkit! DMX! Method Man! Redman!
  And Swizz Beatz!
  Where the fuck you at?! [DMX bark]
  Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit!
  Ruff Ryders! Punk!