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Limp Bizkit Lyrics
"Livin' It Up"

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Livin' It Up

This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller
You are my favorite mother fucker
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 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 trunk
Rock'in 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 beer wagon
Cause I don't give a fuck livin' life in the fast lane
I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane
Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane

Take two (why)
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, hemales
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 motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck livin' life 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,
We gotta get it out
We gotta get it out
We gotta get it out
We 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 motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane
Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane
This song is from the album "Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water" and "Collection".