Limp Bizkit – Livin' It Up Lyric

aus dem Album Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water

this is dedicated to you, ben stiller
you are my favorite mother fucker
i told you, didn’t

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 fuck
a microphone machete’s in the back of my truck
rockin 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 millenium
dum ditty dum, where’s it coming from?
misses aguilera, come and get some
oh no which way to go,
to 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
i’m just a crazy mother fucker
livin’ it up, not givin’ a fuck
livin’ life in the fast lane
another crazy mother fucker
livin’ it up, not givin’ a fuck
life in the fast lane

take two (why)
now who’s the starsucker?
i’m the starfish,
you silly mother fucker
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’ mums 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
i’m just a crazy mother fucker
livin’ it up, not givin’ a fuck
livin’ life in the fast lane
another crazy mother fucker
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)
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)
we gotta get it out, (gotta get it out)
we gotta get it out (gotta get it out)
and i’m a get it out with a mother fuckin’ 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 mother fucker
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 mother fucker
livin’ it up, not givin’ a fuck
livin’ life in the fast lane
another crazy mother fucker
livin’ it up, not givin’ a fuck in the fast lane