Limp Bizkit - Press Your Luck / Pollution Recall

Here we go! Bring it on! I'm Fred D. #1 limp dog Alien night train laying down the law All around the world everybody wanna see My five knuckle grip on this M.I.C Weaving in and out with that old school funk Keeping bass line sticky like i buy you skunk Five more seconds till this shit takes off Best buckle up before your shit gets tossed Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa) Oh my god its the cops at the door, And they wanna stop all the mosh on the floor They wanna keep me in line so i break me a rhyme for your mind and i'm dressed to kill Living low with my flow i'm a creep i'm a vampire starting fires in the street Like a snake sneaking up in the grass with the beat you can't blast taking chunks out your ass Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa) All around ..The world ..You know me .. All around ..The world ..We know You.. All you MC's waking up from a nap Better fix your target on the red ball cap And if you ain't got 20-20 on the sight Meet me at the show i'll be rocking all night Better bring a friend and a girlie if you got it She could use a pass to my backstage party Now i'm outta line and I like it like that Just another fume on the limp dogs track All around ..The world ..You know me .. All around ..The world ..We know You.. Oh my God (oh my God) oh my God (Oh my God) Oh my God... it's the cops here again And they wanna lock a dog up in a van If they wanna try to control how we rock and we roll cause they know i'm a fugitive On the run is my mic like a gun and i use the stage to release all my rage Gimme 1 gimme 2 gimme 3 gimme britney and i rock it like a G Don't press your luck(Hey Hey)- you might get fucked up(Woooooaa) All around ..The world ..You know me .. All around ..The world ..We know You..