Limp Bizkit

Livin' It Up
(Fast Lane) This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller You are my favorite motherfucker I told you, didn't I? Drama makes the world go around Does anybody got a problem with that? (yeah) My business, is my business Who's guilty, can I get a witness? First things first, The chocolate starfish is my man Fred Durst. Access Hollywood license to kill. A redneck fucker from Jacksonville. Bringing on the dumpster funk A microphone machete's in the back of my truck Rocking so steady with the he says, she says And don't forget about the starfish navigation system Don't hate me, I'm just an alien. With 37 tons of new millennium. Dum ditty dum, where's it coming from? Misses Aguilera, come and get some. Oh no, which way to go? SongtexteTo the dance flow in stewa-stereo Pay me no mind I seen the Fight Club, about 28 times And I'm a keep my pants sagging Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin' And I'm a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon Cause I don't give a fuck livin' life in the fast lane (In the fast lane) I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up, Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane. (In the fast lane) Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up, Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane. Take two (Hoo-wah!) Now who's the starsucker? I'm the starfish, you silly motherfucker Puff puff give, the marijuana cig oops, I don't even smoke, but I love the way it smells. Here's a toast to the females, Sippin' mum's champagne from a seashell I take a counterfeit, and pop his ass like a zit With starfish navigation system No cheap thrills baby Fill the briefcase with three dollar bills I'm just an ordinary run of the mill. Fella spittin' out hella mic skills. And I'm a keep my pants sagging Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin' And I'm a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon Cause I don't give a fuck livin' life in the fast lane. (In the fast lane) I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up, Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane (In the fast lane) Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up, Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane Cause it's so easy to tell a lie And it's so easy to run and hide But it's not easy to be alive So don't be wasting none of my time!! This world is like a cage And I don't think it's fair And I don't even think that anybody cares It'll eat a hole (What?) Down inside of me (What?) And it will leave a scar (What?) Can anybody see (What?) That we gotta get it out (gotta get it out) We gotta get it out (gotta get it out) We gotta get it out (gotta get it out) And I'ma get it out With the motherfuckin' microphone Plug it in my soul I'm a renegade riot Gettin' out of control I'm a keepin' it alive And continue to be flying like an eagle To my destiny So can you feel me?, (Hell yeah!) Can you feel me?, (hell yeah!) Can you feel me?, (hell yeah!) If you feel me motherfucker then you say, (hell yeah!) Then you say, (hell yeah!) Then you say, hell yeah I'm livin' life in the fast lane! Cause it's so easy to tell a lie And it's so easy to run and hide But it's not easy to be alive So don't be wasting none of my time!! Yeah, bring it on I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up, Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane (In the fast lane) Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up, Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane Aus Songtexte Mania