Carl Nappa - Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle) lyrics

[Intro: Fred & DMX] Play the f**in' track! Play that f**in' track! Oh there it is Limp Bizkit! DMX (what?) Redman (that's right y'all) Method Man We just keep on rollin baby Are you ready... Are you ready... Are you ready? [Hook: Fred Durst] Now move in, now move out, hands up or hands down Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up or hands down Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (What!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' Tell me what you gonna do now (C'mon!) [Verse 1: Fred Durst] Now I know y'all be lovin this sh** right here L-I-M-P, Bizkit is right here People in the house put them hands in the air Cause if you don't care, then we don't care See, I ain't givin' a f**, quit pressin' your luck Untouchable, branded unf**able So keep me in this cage, until you run that mouth Then I'mma have the plague, and break the f** out And then we'll see who's left, after one round with X And what am I bringin' next? Just know it's Red and Meth So where the f** you at punk? Shut the f** up! And back the f** up, while we f** this track up! Are you ready, are you ready, are you ready? [Hook] [Verse 2: Method Man] Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me? Check my, dangerous slang atrocious When I let these nuts hang, focus, it's Wu Tang What the f**'s a Hootie and the Blowfish? I wave my Black Flag at the roaches Who approaches, these twin, supersoakers Who have poisonous darts for culprits Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered You're left bu*tered up and lightly toasted So what, I drink and smoke too much So what I cuss too much, shut the f** up! [Verse 3: Redman] Now when we roll, you motherf**ers tuck in your gold Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' n***as up in limos It ain't nothin, for bullets to unbu*ton your clothes Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose You b**hes, swing the vine on the baboon nuts I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattooed up I'm a dog only f** in the bathroom, what? In high school, I dealt only with the cla**room s*uts [Verse 4: Method Man] My name is, Johnny, Donnie, Brasco Tuck the gat low, cut your cash flow Yell if you want money, funny A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me Docs are hot, mix bodies in the mosh pit [Verse 5: Redman] And I'm the D.O., you lookin' at the raw invented On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes Smell up the bathroom like Craig paw was in it Endin' up on your back, Wu swords up in it Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all to Guinness f** how many thugs players and ballers in it Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it [Hook] [Verse 6: DMX] It just don't get no darker than that kid with the Parka Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark Now I'm a fair n***a, but ain't nann n***a Quicker than the hair-trigga, so if you dare n***a It'll be like your man tryin' to hold yo' brain to yo' head But you'll be sh**tin' on yourself cause you, already dead And at the funeral you won't need a casket Leavin' just enough of him to stuff in a basket A tisket a tasket, I really need my a** kicked My moms never let me forget, that I'm a ba*tard I ain't never been sh**, and ain't gon' be sh** That's why I take sh**, whenever I see sh** It's just that D sh**, D's short for do what I wanna do And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you And I'll be runnin you and your man straight up out While y'all n***as ain't runnin' a f**in' thing but yo' mouth [Hook] [Verse 7: Durst] You, wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? You can't mess with Limp Bizkit? Because we get it on, every day and every night See this platinum thing right here? well we doin' it all the time So you better get some better beats and uh, get some better rhymes You really, really, really wanna get sh** started Well people everywhere just get retarded Get retarded, get retarded, people everywhere just get retarded! [Hook] [Outro] That's right baby! Watch out punk! Limp Bizkit, DMX, Method Man, Redman and Swizz Beatz! Where the f** you at?! Bump that sh**! Bump that sh**! Bump that sh**! Bump that sh**! Ruff Ryders! Punk!