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Crushed

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Crushed

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It's Limp Bizkit (Bizkit)

This is how we learn (learn)

You can't talk to me

Your not supposed to be

In my face

(So get the fuck outta my face)

But you insist

You gotta talk that shit

You gotta keep that dogass breath

All up to my face (face)

I remember when

You would never lie to a friend

Cuz you were so high

You were so shy

You were so fucked up any way

Life keeps on tickin', tickin', tickin' into the future

This is how we learn (learn)

Somebody better stop me

Or at least stop this beat

Before we start gettin' outta hand

And this is how we learn

And this is how we burn

Somebody better stop me

Or at least stop this beat

Before we start gettin' outta hand

And this is how we learn

And this is how we burn

You can't erase me

I'm alive as I can be

In your face

(So get the fuck outta my face)

But you insist

It's gotta turn out like this

It's gotta burn out like this

All up to my face (face)

I remember how

You said you want it all and you want it now

Cuz you were so young

You were so dumb

You were so fucked up anyway

Life keeps on tickin', tickin' tickin' into the future

This is how we learn (learn)

Somebody better stop me

Or at least stop this beat

Before we start gettin' outta hand

And this is how we learn

And this is how we burn

Somebody better stop me

Or at least stop this beat

Before we start getten outta hand

And this is how we learn

And this is how we burn

Think about it, (think about it)

Think about it, (think about it)

Oh my, (oh my)

Where you at? (where you at?)

C'mon (c'mon)

I know you'r feel'n me, baby

I know you'r feel'n me

Freak, baby

Freak, freak, baby,

Freak, baby,

Freak, freak, baby,

And this is how it should be done

And this is how it should be done

'Cuz my style is independant to the none

Outta here (outta here)

I'm gettin' the fuck outta here

Limp Bizkit style... Hey, Lethal... Wait up!

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