Artista: Limp Bizkit
  Canción: Pollution

Uh, come on fool, yeah
Ah, ah, got that shit
Straight comin' at ya

To criticize is critical
When diggin' on my concept
Rhythms keep on buildin' like a smog
Gotcha' runnin' from the law
Maybe it's that low end
Smothered with the free style
Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile
Styles piled to the sky lines
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Chokin' on my fly rhymes

You need the heimlich maneuver
This ain't no joke
You're gonna choke
When I'm singin' it to ya

When do you decide (you decide)
Then 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 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 the grip real tight

Breaker, breaker, one, nine
Spittin' out that skill
Suicidal punk, lemme know you're real

I'm walkin' on a thin line with a sticky bass line
Now you're stuck with the flow runnin' through your mind
So if you're crossin' over, let me know you're real
With them flecks on your neck, now you got the feel

I rumble like the thunder
This time you're goin' under
Lemme know then, what the fuck
Is even going down (down, down, down)
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringin' on the pain

When do you decide (you decide)
Then 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 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 the grip real tight

That's it, that's it
Somebody told 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 back
And when they tell us to shut the fuck up
I'm gonna bring that back

Yeah, gonna bring that beat back
Woah, gonna bring that beat back
Wahh, gonna bring that beat back
You, you, you said
Bring that beat back

When do you decide
Then then you can know in your mind
When do you decide
I'll probably never understand

Pollution
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear
Pollution
I keep the grip tight on tha' mic when I spill
Pollution
You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear
Pollution
Gonna bring that beat back

We're gonna bring that beat back
(Bring it, bring it, bring it, bring it)
I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat back
bring that beat back, beat back
bring that beat back, bring that
So shut the f
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back

Fred, shut up alright
This is me tellin' you to shut up

Bring that fuckin' beat back (Shut up)
You sucker, fuckin' sucker
(Fred, shut the fuck up) Song
We're done