Limp Bizkit - Three Dollar Bill - 1997

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Three Dollar Bill - 1997
Three Dollar Bill

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Intro
Pollution
Counterfeit
Stuck
Nobody Loves Me
Sour
Stalemate
Clunk
Faith
Stinkfinger
Indigo Flow
Leech

 


 

 

 

 

 

Intro

<< voltar índice >>

Use your vehicle of salvation, my brothers, go buy a gun.
And go give that gun to Jesus and say "Jesus...you go kill
the deciples of Satan and you kill the nazis, Jesus." Gimme
an amen. Amen. Gimme a hallelujah, brother. Hallelujah.
Feel the pain of sweet Jesus. Gimme another amen. Amen.
Gimme another. Amen. You've got to kill the noise. You've
got to kill the pollution of Satan, brother, gimme a
hallelujah. Hallelujah. Have you been healed? Have you
been saved? Has it happened to you, brother? Thank the
lord. Praise the lord. I love Jesus. I love Jesus. Kill the
pollution...pollution

 

 

 

 

 

Pollution
<< voltar índice >>
Come on fool aw...aw...aw drop that shit straight comin' at
ya, punk the greatest side is critical when digging on my
concept rhythms keep on building like smoke got'cha
running from the law maybe it's that low end smothered
with the freestyle maybe it's the thought of being on the
bottom of the pile style's bound to the sky lines keep 'em
on the sidelines choking on my fly rhymes you need the
Heimlich maneuver this ain't no joke you're gonna choke
when I'm swinging it to ya {chorus} when do you decide
(you decide) then you can know in your mind (you decide)
when do you decide I'll probably never understand
pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you
don't wanna hear pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic
when I spill pollution, you preach the noise about the
words that you don't wanna hear pollution, I keep that grip
real tight breaker, breaker one nine, spitting out that skill
suicidal punk let me know you're real I'm walking on a thin
line with the sticky bass line now you're stuck with the flow
running through your mind so if you're crossing over, let
me know you're real ?????? now you get the feel I rumble
like the thunder now you're going under I bet ya wonder
what the fuck is even going down I listen to 'em
stereotype and then complain I can't refrain from bringing
on the pain {chorus} so when they tell me to turn down
that volume I'm gonna bring that beat back and when they
tell Sam to turn down that bass I'm gonna bring that beat
back and when they tell me to turn down the vocal I'm
gonna bring that beat back and when they tell us to shut
the fuck up I'm gonna bring that beat back yeah, gonna
bring that beat back aw, gonna bring that beat back fuck,
gonna bring that beat back yo, yo, yo J bring that beat
back {chorus} I'm gonna bring that beat back I'm gonna
bring that beat back I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat
back Bring that beat back, beat back 2x back [repeated a
bunch of times] (Fred shut up, alright) (this is me telling
you to shut up...shut up) (Fred, shut the fuck up)

 

 

Counterfeit
<< voltar índice >>
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're
freakin' me out you wear a mask - 5x freakin' me out you
wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freakin' me out you
wear a...fake hey man wake up and smell the concrete
strange to see you've changed like the LB could be identity
crisis but I can't buy this reality bites but that's what life is
pitiful you, your hideous behavior hate what God gave ya,
fakin all the flava artificial minds seekin out the new trends
get in where you fit in quit thinkin like a has-been diggin in
my culture let me let your punks know I'm an old school
soldier with the funk flow a damn shame you wanna
change yourself {chorus} because you're sick of yourself
well I'm sick of you too, fake you're a, a counterfeit, fake
you know we figured you out well I'm sick of you too, fake
you're a, a counterfeit, fake I wonder, I wonder I wonder
what it's like to be a clone doin' nothin, nothin' on my own
alone in your misery, you're bitin on my new style filed as
a counterfeit, going down in history as nothin but a copy
cat (copy cat) so if your fakin that you're phat 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 on your siren phonies get
the hint quick smacked with funk flick pain for the fakers
fame can't maintain {chorus} all these phonies you
disregarded your life (disregarded your life) you
disrespected your friends (you disrespected your friends)
you've even stolen your appearance (stolen) from hangin
out with my family but I should have never dropped my
guard (shoulda never dropped my guard) so you could
stab me in the back (stab me in the back) but you were
faking me out (you were faking me out) just faking me out
you wear a mask (you wear a mask) freaking me out you
wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freaking me out you
wear a mask called counterfeit - 6x now you're steadily
startin to change you wanna rearrange your lifestyle with
live like the wild child with the vibe alive you could lie to
try and be so fly a lie but you deny you're a fake you know
we figured you're a phony (fake) you know we figured you
out (fake) you know we figured you out, figured you out,
figured you out fake [a bunch of times]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stuck
<< voltar índice >>
Psycho female blowin up the phone line you need to
tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time I've
been slammed with some bad luck soon I'm gonna bring
you doom with the buck, buck and now you duck duck
goose, I'm lettin' loose with the thirty odd freestyle
labeled hostile by my profile must be all the madness you
and all your tactics jonesin for my cash got to make them
pockets super phat hey I'm a humble man kicking out the
jams like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this
business what's with all the business I get paid to take the
microphone and slay the stage stay away from all the
bros. in my band and all the fans and all my friends is
when the cash is coming in or i'll be slammin them balls to
the wall with the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all no 9
to 5, I'll still survive I keep my engine on that amp like a
Chattanooga champ that's all we need, another bad seed
planted on this earth motivated by greed {chorus} you
wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash,
it's your ass that I'm blasting boy you wanna play that
game bitch you take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that
I'm blasting you're bad luck, you're so...stuck stuck deep
down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my
green again stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in
your head you don't even know all I wanted was a Pepsi,
just one Pepsi far from suicidal still I get them tendencies
bringing back them memories that I really miss when I
reminisce rocking back in the '80's live my attitude to do or
die once I was a maggot, now I'm just super fly bound for
the boundaries no limits G phat ass rhythms driven by my
destiny your style's in my pocket proclaimed to regain that
essence pressin cause i'm hostile labeled by my profile in
deed I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed
{chorus} aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch diggin',
diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that green all I
know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head I
got a little problem, just one question, beyatch why, why
you wanna be like that why, why you gotta be like that you
wanna be like that why, why you wanna be like that - 2x
why, why you gotta be like that why, why you wanna be
like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that why, why
you gotta be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that
why, why, why, why, why you gotta be why, why, why,
you wanna be like that why, why, why you gotta dig in my
business you fucking whore stuck on yourself, you are you
take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
stuck on yourself, you whore you take a dash for my cash,
it's your ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck, you're
so...stuck stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you
got your brain on my green again stuck, you're so, you're
so, you're so stuck in your head you don't even know live
on tape beyatch, don't fuck with us

 

 

Nobody Loves Me
<< voltar índice >>
Shut up I'm so sick of them deadlines I cannot stand why
them maniacs are in them headlines and even though I
don't' know ya through my lyrics I'll show ya the sanity's
over cuz people say I'm bugged out ????? my business,
stay the fuck out all I know is that the beat goes on and on
(beat goes on) and will be the same, 'til the day I'm gone
{chorus} nobody loves me, nobody cares nobody loves
me, nobody owes me a thing nobody loves me, nobody
cares nobody loves me, maybe I'll go eat worms I'm so
sick of the world now it's all those people attacking my
identity now the enemy's running at the mouth again
saddle up when you step into the south, my friend you're
the big one, you're the good one I'm the bad one, that's
so sad son cuz I'm running no where you see the black
sheep everywhere you need to drop that guard man, it
ain't that hard {chorus} now what's the matter with this
someone's sure to find me no exceptions for this (no
exceptions) so many time I fall through no one has ever
warned me life seems so meaningless when ??? your inner
strength ohh, I'm such a piece of shit oh, you're so perfect
- 2x oh, you're so much better than me so much better
than me you suck! nobody loves me, nobody cares nobody
loves me, maybe I'll go eat worms

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sour
<< voltar índice >>
Mellow out bitch I thought I knew ya took the time to
throw my lovin' into ya screw ya cuz now you got me sittin
in the sewer I'm through with all them roller coaster rides
see, I ain't forgot about the knots that you been tieing
with my insides I dropped my pride without you I was sure
to die I tried with cash and all I could, to make it last now I
accepted that was in the past I know you love me loved
me like a piece of trash but at first you were so sweet
couldn't go without seein your face for an hour so sour it
all became a hassle you were even living in my castle just
to use me and verbally abuse me that's not the way I'm
running my shop it took a while to see the light before I
stopped and you got dropped off it's over, probably I'll be
sweating it but in the long run you'll be the one regrettin'
it maybe you won't, maybe you will but baby, you're still
about as real as a three dollar bill {chorus} no one to
blame but you look at them blame me ohh ohh, I sound
like a bitch a little bitch in heat with all that anger that I'm
feelin' bitch I think it's heat another spit tale just another
spit tale thanks for the lesson now get your shit and hit the
trail we know I'm coming from the old school you damn
fool intensity is something that I'm made of and certainly
I'm not afraid of a little smack in the face thanks for the
taste {chorus}

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stalemate
<< voltar índice >>
It's not my mind (5x) yo J and I get a little bit your veins
flow with poison please acknowledge my present this
precious gift that I behold discarded like trash to
dominate, it's in your nature, you selfish brat {chorus} I
can't believe you had me strung out all over you like that
one minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour I
taste the envious predictions, change with each hour I've
seen this before, you even decide to step into my little
world strange things occurring happening over and over
and over again now bitch you are cruelty you bark your
orders with such a degrading dialect {chorus} one minute
you think you're all this the next minute you think you're
all that but your playin' with the nova momma didn't show
ya how to take it, you can by the man when it's over i'll be
hunting you down waiting for the pay back, you frown
begging me for your mercy I ain't down with the sympathy
you see and I always remember your tender love wipe me
under the rug just so you can step on my spine I'm gonna
get mine - 2x Reminds me I'm gonna get mine I wish I was
wasted I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine I'd like to
rearrange your face I'm gonna get mine. I'm gonna get
mine... you're so sweet - 3x I'm gonna get mine - 3x I'm
gonna get mine. I'm gonna get mine I'll rearrange your
face I'm gonna get mine I'll rearrange your face I'm gonna
get mine you're so sweet - 3x you're always right and I'm
always wrong not my mind that's why I love you so much
not my mind you're so sweet not my mind I love you not
my mind you're so sweet not my mind I love you not my
mind...

 

 

 

Clunk
<< voltar índice >>
Clunk - 7x hey mister, elevate that mic ??? you might need
to rest up or pump that chest up because that mental is
fading, ego you overplayed it you busta you just can't be
trusted the drama, your mama must've really been
disgusted {chorus} but you got no clue always screaming
everybody owes you well kid I never did, and never will
it's gone too far it's gone too far and it's on (well it's gone
way to far punk) I never did well I never did kid it's gone
too far fuckin' punks been bringing all the funk in knowing
you man you're probably not thinking got you lips sinking
there it goes flying over that head you'll be crying lying in
your death bed now you're just a reject ??? Mc'y D's just
to gain a little respect {chorus} you need to drop that
freakin' ego before you crash before the headlights are
simply glaring in your eyes and you're goin down what's
the matter with the life that you're leadin' when you're
bleedin' everyone's thinking how much they hate you it's
not to late dude, just that time for you to zip up that girl
take a deep breath, look around, ain't nobody left just a
target, bull's eye still you walk around in a clown like a
clown in a force field see I'm not crazy, you're the one
who's crazy institution bound to be the only way that we
can even solve this had about as much as I can take so do
yourself a favor

 

 

 

 

Faith
<< voltar índice >>
Well I guess it would be nice if I could touch your body I
know not everybody has gotta body like me but I gotta
think twice before I give my heart away and I know all the
games you play because I play them too oh, but I need
some time off from that emotion time to pick my heart up
off the floor when that love comes down without devotion
well it takes a strong man baby but I'm showin' you that
door cuz I gotta have faith gotta have faith - 3x baby, I
know you're askin' me to stay say please, please, please
don't go away cuz you're givin' me the blues baby, you
mean every word you say can't help but think of yesterday
and another who tied me down to lover boy blues before
this river becomes an ocean before you pick my heart up
off the floor when our love comes down without devotion
well it takes a strong man baby but I'm showing you that
door I gotta have faith Gotta have faith (3x) get the fuck
up! I gotta have faith faith - 2x Am I a freak in the
darkness Who am I a misfit You speak with opinions To
seek in so deep But it's alright Well your just an allusion
Confused by your narrow mind Reality is up ahead in the
distance But that lack of persistence has left you behind
Now you're reaching for your sanity Cause you're afraid of
me, so don't fuck with me You wanna ask me a question,
well I got a question How much longer can I tolerate this
shit Ego's trip when you're livin' on the flip side, drop out
of a uterus, and god damn I see ya pointin' your finga You
stereotype me, cause you don't like me Well you don't
even know me, punk You don't know me

 

 

 

 

 

Stinkfinger
<< voltar índice >>
I've seen your campus and thinking I've been there before
you know something, I live in this pig pen this filthy pig
pen next door another picture my aroma, stick that nose
up in the air is that the excuse you use to ruin me {chorus}
I need to get you outta my way. Get the fuck outta here
need to get you outta my way love thy neighbor, love my
neighbor yeah right...right yo J, drop that one down your
existence means less now that it probably ever has before
you've got your head up your ass out of your mouth
comes nothing but sh... still I listen, I absorb you amuse
me idiot all bent outta shape cause I piss on your gate
{chorus} and you don't stop and we won't stop that's
right and you can't stop this shit, it just won't stop let's
take it to the curb if you can stand it, put yourself in my
position man - 2x let's take it to the curb, put yourself in
my position man ahh, take it to the curb, put yourself in
my position man punk, how you wanna take it to the curb
ahh, you wanna take it to the curb ahh put ya, put ya, ahh,
put yourself in my position man you don't stop got it
stinky, stinky finger and you don't and you don't

 

 

 

 

Indigo Flow
<< voltar índice >>
Yo what up got Christian and Dino in the house Fear
Factory action kick off this new joint here for all my homies
separating the true breeds my friends and my family had
the vision when the bounds now it's blowing up props to
the Field Dog with the funk through the campaign gold
records and Champaign Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's
Chino, man we had a blast with ya Deftones rock that
microphones daily props to the maestro Ross your an
angel hey DJ wanna play that song Lethal we love you like
a brother want to take a trip to the Flip side Jordan nothing
more then I could say see ya walking hand in hand with
the prophet Danny you took us to that fat man Harry, Tyler
props for the golden introduction we're coming from the
town of the unknown Jacksonville's on the map look us up
raising eyebrows with the Jaguars kid better watch out line
'em up cheetah (indigo) yo Richard, Rob and Chuck
(indigo) hook it up when I walk out on stage all headaches
go away got the back from the sickest road crew Chris and
Bobby for sticking to it Sugar Ray taught me life was all
about drinking bow wow yippee yo yippee yea to the funk
doobi thanks for showing up all my brothers in KoRn I love
you dad and momma I'm coming home what up to my girl
Sage Shawn, Teddy Swoze Indigo Ranch alive with the vibe
Grun Dig Danny in the Milk Bar Terry Parker you know
what's up dialed into The Planet and God I love you

 

 

Leech
<< voltar índice >>
Tell me why ya came, tell me why you're here tell me why
your voice is always ringing in my ear you wanna be the
man hangin with my crew who the hell are you though I
see you're always at my shows, always with my bros.
always finding places where I think nobody goes I can't
seem to shake you from this so now I have to break you
from this {Chorus} Can't you just let me be leech aw, get
it straight can't you take a hint, thought you had a friend
that's such a shame that you're coming around again. and
I'd really love to take ya out like Chuck Norris instead I'd
kick 'em with a vocal, slap 'em with a chorus Man I really
shouldn't have to beg What makes me sick is when your
mommy and daddy hit the bed oh you say you'll not get
that picture so I'll frame this scripta to grip ya {chorus}
stop sticking around - 3x
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