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Bizkit Limp Greatest Hits

you need a ballbat Right where your head is at All your desperation causes separation Now I grab the mic to intimidate Your weakness screams from the limp

dead calm dead by dawn Dead weight to dead wrong Lets get it on Twelve rounds I'll throw down Wu whole crown Protect land wit 4 pound Limp Bizkit

come on) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (yeah) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit (yeah) You can't mess with Limp Bizkit

La suoneria Monofonica di Boiler sul tuo cellulare! Looks like i'm gonna do everything myself Maybe I could use some help But hell, you want something

La suoneria Monofonica di My Way sul tuo cellulare! Check, check, check.. out my melody special you think your special you do i can see it in your

It might take too long to turn the lights back on I guess I lay awake, I guess I lay here and break Could you pour me one more drink? A glass of gasoline

my heart is of gold I had to run away high So I wouldn't come home low Just when things went right I mean they were always wrong Just take this song

My world, you world Angry, happy Downward spiral System breakdown Nauseous, panic Bring on Havoc So reach out with patience And hold me while I hold

Check one, one two I came into the world as a reject Look into these eyes Then you'll see the size of the flames Dwellin on the past It's burnin