Bring It Back - Limp Bizkit

Oh, let me hit that, let me get that party song

Let me turn this place into another motherfuckin' danger zone

Oh, where the good ones?

Where the good ones at right now yo?

We gonna talk this shit till we got this bitch rockin' on the rockship, no shit

No hell, no way, I’m gonna chop this rock like blocks of clay

I’m gonna sink your ship so fast, one blast, don’t ask, your ass is grass

No red no green, Imma paint this black and crack your spleen

Commin' stright from the dark Imma shark, Imma rip your shit like a slasher

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Gimmie the record for the brain

Gimmie the fuckin' shit to make the people go insane

Gimmie the fuckin' drug we call the music on this track

Gimmie the fuckin' riff we gonna use to break your back

BRING IT BACK!

Gimmie the record for the brain

Gimmie the fuckin' shit to make the people go insane

Gimmie the fuckin' drug we call the music on this track

Gimmie the fuckin' riff we gonna use to break your back

BRING IT BACK!

Remember all them 90's things, them 90's hits we laced like this

Comin' to you live 2012 and hell there’s still not shit like this

We still rain the blood in the club like Slayer flip it up like Limp Bizkit

Tie you up to electric chairs and roast yours guts like nuts on Christmas

Never worry if anybody gonna like me

Don’t give a damn if anybody give a fuck

I’m gonna say what I want you can look it up

Wikipedia probably gonna fuck it up

I don’t give a damn, cuz its on

Most people never last this long

Most people never find a way but we gonna rock this motherfucker all night long