Show Me What You Got

Keepin' it real

World wide baby

Limp bizkit's in the house

So bring it on

I'd like to dedicate this song to you

For makin' my dreams come true

For the millennium, are you ready?

Then get the fuck up

Where you at Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville

Columbia, Hartford, Milwaukee, and Lewiston Maine?

Where you at Providence, Nashville, Memphis, Lauderdale

Portland, Orlando, Chicago, and Frisco?

I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell

Got lost in Boston lookin' for the tea party

Met a child molester in Worchester

Need a Kleenex every time I'm leavin' Phoenix

I get silly when I play in Philly

Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City

Never know what I'm in for when I'm play in Denver

Hard rock don't stop down in Vegas

In Cincinnati the girls call me daddy

And I probably ain't leavin' the next time I'm in Cleveland

Found my lucky coin in Des Moine

And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena

We get the swing from new Orleans

Ft Worth and Dallas we toast when we're tippin' up the challis

Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa, Norfolk,

Lawrence, Minneapolis,St. Paul, North Hampton

Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA

What can I say, I can't name'm all

So somebody, anybody, everybody

Get the fuck up

Show me what you got

Show me what you got

Hey, ladies

Who is hot, who is not

Who? Who?

Who is hot, who is not

Who is hot?

Who is hot, who is not

I can't help but believe

In these friends

These bands, these stories

And the places that I've been

I thank God, mom and dad

Adrian,for the love I feel inside

Jordan, my phat ass band

With out'em I'd be nothin'

But a pumpkin shoved inside a can

Without the fans

There wouldn't be no show

And if that was really

So than life would really blow

To the firm, you always got my back

Korn for the love and the swappin' of the tracks

My brother Cory d

My man terry date, we brought it

To the plate

And you made it sound great

Scott Weiland the melody man

If you can't sing it nobody can

Woo tang clan skills from the method

The world's best MC kills on this record

Slim shady crazy ass cracker

Stained, a brand new drug for your brain

Les Claypool, for actin' like a fool

And all of the bands for the demos that were cool

I'm so grateful for this life of mine.

The ones I didn't thank

I will some other time

Now I just want somebody

Anybody, everybody

Get the fuck up

Show me what you got

Show me what you got

Hey, ladies

Who is hot, who is not

Who? Who?

I've been around this world and then some

Dum ditty dum kid where you comin' from?

I went from the garage to steppin' on these stages

Outrageous rhymes left my mind and soon became contagious

An MC with bad habits I am

I see a mic then I grab it, scary ain't it?

Comin' raw with no corrections, savin' all perfections

For what I do with my erections so dream on