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Limp Bizkit - Get A Life Lyrics




Check it out, it's the outlaw white dog.
Often called by my alias polar bear.
Brain tied like the S&M freak shit.
Cold like the ice you're serving up my drinks with.

Stick shift, f*ck the automatic.
Rollin' up in third gear, guess it's just a habit.
And all you freaky bitches reaching out to grab it,
Don't hesitate 'cuz you can have it, I'ma stab it!

Demolition, came to crush the mission,
Just in time for you maniacs to listen.
And it ain't nothin' cuz I don't think it's serious.
My flow is cold, like the weather in Siberia.

Keep your head bobbin, like a novelty.
And all them turkey MC's wanna gobble me.
But I'm a shark in my underground fish tank,
And I don't give a shit what those motherf*ckers think.

B-Boy with a taste for the metal,
A taste for the fine rhyme and I ain't gonna settle.
If you don't like it then you can scratch up on these nuts bitch,
Polar bear ain't a cracker you should f*ck with.

Buggalo, shining like a diamond.
Momma went and bought a kid a mic, now he's rhyming.
And now he's hated 'cuz everybody played it.
But they're just hatin' cuz I motherf*ckin' made it!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

[sigh] Hey! Let me turn it down,
Pour me up another double shot of the crown
Get this party hoppin' when I step into your town
I came to boogy down, cuz I don't give a f*ck!

I don't ride in limo's, cuz limo's make me car sick
I ain't goin' out like the dancing with the stars shit
I don't wait in line 'cuz I'm always on the guest list
Anywhere I go, always leavin' with the best bitch!

And all my boys get the pick of the litter
That girl you came with, I suggest you forget her
North Carolina is my homeland,
I'm homegrown; just a cacky-lacky mofo

A redneck who never had a dollar,
Now I'm making people all around the world holla.
And now I'm hated, cuz everybody played it.
But they just hatin' cuz this motherf*cker made it!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Don't let the world bring you down.
Down.
Don't let the world bring you down.
Down.

[Guitar Break]

BRING IT ON!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

[Outro to skit]
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Check it out, it's the outlaw white dog.
Often called by my alias polar bear.
Brain tied like the S&M freak shit.
Cold like the ice you're serving up my drinks with.

Stick shift, f*ck the automatic.
Rollin' up in third gear, guess it's just a habit.
And all you freaky bitches reaching out to grab it,
Don't hesitate 'cuz you can have it, I'ma stab it!

Demolition, came to crush the mission,
Just in time for you maniacs to listen.
And it ain't nothin' cuz I don't think it's serious.
My flow is cold, like the weather in Siberia.

Keep your head bobbin, like a novelty.
And all them turkey MC's wanna gobble me.
But I'm a shark in my underground fish tank,
And I don't give a shit what those motherf*ckers think.

B-Boy with a taste for the metal,
A taste for the fine rhyme and I ain't gonna settle.
If you don't like it then you can scratch up on these nuts bitch,
Polar bear ain't a cracker you should f*ck with.

Buggalo, shining like a diamond.
Momma went and bought a kid a mic, now he's rhyming.
And now he's hated 'cuz everybody played it.
But they're just hatin' cuz I motherf*ckin' made it!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

[sigh] Hey! Let me turn it down,
Pour me up another double shot of the crown
Get this party hoppin' when I step into your town
I came to boogy down, cuz I don't give a f*ck!

I don't ride in limo's, cuz limo's make me car sick
I ain't goin' out like the dancing with the stars shit
I don't wait in line 'cuz I'm always on the guest list
Anywhere I go, always leavin' with the best bitch!

And all my boys get the pick of the litter
That girl you came with, I suggest you forget her
North Carolina is my homeland,
I'm homegrown; just a cacky-lacky mofo

A redneck who never had a dollar,
Now I'm making people all around the world holla.
And now I'm hated, cuz everybody played it.
But they just hatin' cuz this motherf*cker made it!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Don't let the world bring you down.
Down.
Don't let the world bring you down.
Down.

[Guitar Break]

BRING IT ON!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

Get a life! Get a motherf*cking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, with a knife!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherf*cker bring it on!

[Outro to skit]
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Writer: JOHN EVERETT OTTO, SAMUEL ROBERT RIVERS, WESLEY LOUDEN BORLAND, WILLIAM FREDERICK DURST
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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