Three Dollar Bill Yall Songtext - Limp Bizkit

Three Dollar Bill Yall



Intro
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
come on fool
aw...aw...aw drop that shit straight comin' at ya, punk
to critisize 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 slinging it to ya
--pre-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
--chrous-- 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 got the flex on your neck now you got the feel I rumble like the thunder now you're going under I bet you wonder what the fuck is even going down I listen to 'em stereotype but then complain I can't refrain from bringing on the pain
--pre-chorus-- when do you decide _when do you decide then you can know in your mind _when do you decide when do you decide I'll probably never understand
--chrous-- pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear pollution, I keep the grip real 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
ohhhh 1 2 3 - oh
that's it, that's it
ain't no body hit me like a __?
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
--pre-chorus-- when do you decide _when do you decide then you can know in your mind _when do you decide when do you decide I'll probably never understand
--chrous-- pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear pollution, I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear aw, aw, aw, pollution, gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back _bring it -repeat x4 I'm gonna bring that beat back beat back, bring that beat back -x2 beat back, so shut the fffff...
fred shut up, alright. this is me telling you to shut up...SHUT UP bring that fuckin' beat back back you sucker fucking sucker song Fred, shut the fuck up
we're done



Counterfeit
slobin' fairy
you know we figured you out (quietly)
freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit, you're freakin' me out you wear a mask_repeat x5
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 counterfeit - fake you know we figured you out well I'm sick of you too - fake you're 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-- because you're sick of yourself well I'm sick of you too - fake you're a counterfeit - fake you know we figured you out well I'm sick of you too - fake you're a counterfeit - fake
all these phonies (quietly)
you disregarded your life -you disregaurded your life- you disrespected your friends -you disrespected your friends- you've even stolen your appearance -stolen- from hangin around with my family but I should have never dropped my guard - shoulda never dropped my gaurd -
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 freaking 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 -repeat x2
freaking me out you wear a mask called counterfeit -repeat x4
now you're steadily startin to change you wanna rearrange your lifestyle, live like a wild child with the vibe alive you could lie and try to be so fly your life, want to deny you're a fake
you know we figured you're a phony
you know we figured you out (fake)
you know we figured you out, figured you out, figured you out
fake -repeat x4
you're probably freaking me out (fake) -repeat x3



Stuck
phsyco 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-ought 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 my jams like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business what's with all the business I get payed 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 through 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

--prechorus-- you wanna play that game bitch you make 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

--chorus-- stuck deep down in that hole again stuck, got your brain on my green again stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck 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, but now I'm just super fly bound for the boundaries no limit G phat ass rythems driven by my destiny your style's in my pocket proclaimed to regain that essence pressin cause i'm hostile labeled by my profile indeed i am, i am indeed hostile when it comes to greed

--prechorus-- you wanna play that game bitch you make a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting boy you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck, you're so...stuck

--chorus-- stuck deep down in that hole again stuck, got your brain on my green again stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck you don't even know

aw yeah ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that greed yeah, yeah all I know, all I know, yeah, is you must be fucked up in that head



--chorus-- but you got no clue always screaming everbody owes you well kid I never did, and never will it's gone too far it's gone too far and it's on 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 you bet'cha fate on Mc'y D's just to gain a little respect

--chorus-- but you got no clue always screaming everbody owes you well kid I never did and never will it's gone too far well it's gone way to far punk I never did it's gone too far

you need to drop that feakin 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 too late dude, just that time for you to zip up that grill take a deep breath, look around, ain't nobody left just a target, bullseye 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 slove this had about as much as I can take so do yourself a favor _just do yourself a, i really want you_ -repeat x5 and i just wanna get it out -repeat x2 _just do yourself a, a favor_

_there's certainly some distortion in there _what?

_certianly some distortion here _what? _makes you...

_i can't hear you, i've got a distortion in my ear _a thought just came to me while watching you and the guys play that. um, the distortion feels and sounds like anguish or frustration. like trying to thread a needle with, with thread, and you, you keep trying and... _you thread a needle, a needle with a piece of rope _and i wonder, i wonder if that's what happened when kids were getting the guitars and they were trying so hard and they wanted to play like their favorites and they just couldn't bring it off so they just turned it up louder, just...because even your face got red and, and the expression on your face was that of, of sheer frustration. anger almost. what do you feel when you play this distortion?

_uhh, what i feel when i play distortion like that is...uh, i'm thanking my...anger. i'm letting it all out without any reservations of politeness or, or...i'm no longer trying to please anyone. i'm trying to please me. i'm trying to get myself off.

_that's a form of honesty, isn't it? _i suppose



Faith
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 'cause 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

well I gotta have faith gotta have faith -repeat x3

baby, I know you're askin' me to stay say please, please, please don't go away cuz you're givin' you the blues baby, you might mean all the words 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 stong man baby but I'm, uh, showing you that door

well, I gotta have faith gotta have faith -repeat x3

get the fuck up!

I gotta have faith -repeat x4 faith -repeat x2

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am i freak in the darkness, or am i misfit you speak of opinions do sink in so deep but it's alright you're just an illusion, 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 cuz you afraid of me so don't fuck with me you wanna ask me a question well, i gotta question how much longer can i tolerate this shit egos trip when you're livin' on the flip side drop out of a uterous and god damn i see you pointin' your finger you stereotype me cuz you don't like me well you don't even know me punk _you don't know me

stereotype me cuz you don't like me



Stinkfinger
I've seen your campus and thinking I've been there before you know someting, I live in this pig pen this filthy pig pit next door another stench of my auroma 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 pack them bags boy get the fuck outta here need to get you outta my way love thy neighbor, love my neigbor 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 shhhhhh still I listen, I absorb you amuse me idiot all bent outta shape 'cause i piss on your gate

--chorus-- I need to get you outta my way pack them bags you boy get the fuck outta here need to get you outta my way love thy neighbor, love my neigbor right_right

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 -repeat x2

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

man, punk, you're gone break, break, break and you don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop got it stinky, stinky finger and you don't -repeat x2



Indigo Flow
yo what up got Christian and Dino in the house Fear Factory action kick off this new joint here for all my hommies

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 mystro Ross you're an ange 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 whuddup to my girl Sage Shawn, Teddy Swoze Indigo Ranch alive with the vibe Grun Dig Danny at the Milk Bar Terry Parker you know what's up dialed into The Planet and God I love you



Leech
aw, yeah

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 through 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 take a hint you, ohhhh _can't you just leave me, leave 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 you 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 made me sick was when your mommy and daddy hit the bed oh you seem to not get that picture so I'll frame this script and it gripped you

--chorus-- can't you take a hint you, ohhhh _can't you just leave me!_

stop sticking around -repeat x4

raaahh stickin'

i'm the clearest _clearest_ of clear _clear_ respect_respect_ -repeat x3

leech



Everything
i'm so frustrated something's making me so sick inside oh, go with your heart, go with your heart yeah right quit tuggin' me oh, just not good enough for you lets change lets be something we're not and be something everybody else is

oh, so much built up inside it's fucking ridiculous i don't know if i should freak the fuck out on you i just sit back and laugh and you want more you don't have anything and me, me i have everything, yeah i have everything what more could i ask for nothing at all

why did it have to be this way at the end why did it have to be this way at the end

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