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 Artist : METHOD MAN
 
 Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle) | METHOD MAN[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!
 
 
 
 
 
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