Three Dollar Bill, Y'all lyrics

Oooh, yeah!

Tell me why ya' came. Tell me why your here.
Tell me why your voice is always ringin' in my ear.
Ya' wanna be tha' man hangin' with my crew? Who the hell are you through?
I see your always at my shows, always with my bro's,
Always findin' places where I think nobody goes.
I can't seem to shake you from this, so then I might have to break you from this.

Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body
I know not everybody
Has gotta body like me
But I gotta think twice
Before I give my heart away
And I know all the games you play
Because I play them too
Oh, but I need some time off
From that emotion
Time to pick my heart up off the floor
When that love comes down
Without devotion
Well it takes a strong man baby

Yo what up
Got Christian and Dino in the house
Fear Factory action
Kick off this new joint here for all my homies
Separating the true breeds
My friends and my family
Had the vision when the bounds now it's blowing up
Props to the Field Dog
With the funk through the campaign
Gold records and Champaign
Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's
Chino, man we had a blast with ya Deftones

I'm so frustrated
Some things are making me so sick inside
Aw go with your heart, go with your heart
Yeah right
Quit tuggin' me
Aw, i'm just not good enough for you
Let's change
Let's be something everybody else is
Aw so much built up inside
It's fucking ridiculous
I don't know if i should freak tha fuck out on you
Or just sit back and laugh
You want more
You don't have anything

Clunk - [7x]
Hey mister, elevate that mic like you missed it
You might need to rest up or pump that chest up
Because that mental is fading, ego you overplayed it
You busta
You just can't be trusted
The drama, your mama must've really been disgusted
But you got no clue
Always screaming everybody owes you
Well kid I never did, and never will
It's gone too far

I've seen your campus
And thinking I've been there before
You know something, I live in this pig pen this filthy pig pen next door
Another picture
My aroma, stick that nose up in the air
Is that the excuse you use to ruin me

I need to get you outta my way
Back and back punk, get the fuck outta here
Need to get you outta my way
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor
Yeah right...right

This is not a test
This is reality
We're all lying
Who's in the house
Who's in the house
Who's in the house
Limp Bizkit is in the house
Who's in the house
Who's in the house
Who's in the house
Limp Bizkit is in the house
Bring it on

Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit,
you're freakin' me out you wear a mask - [5x]
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit,
you're freakin' me out you wear a...fake
Hey man wake up and smell the concrete
Strange to see you've changed like the LB
Could be identity crisis but I can't buy this
Reality bites but that's what life is
Pitiful you, your hideous behavior

Shut up
I'm so sick of them deadlines
I cannot stand why them maniacs are in them headlines
And even though I don't' know ya
Through my lyrics I'll show ya
The sanity's over
Cuz people say I'm bugged out
It's my business, stay the fuck out
All I know is that the beat goes on and on (beat goes on)
And will be the same, 'til the day I'm gone
Nobody loves me, nobody cares

It's not my mind - [5x]
Yo J
And I get a little bit
Your veins flow with poison
Please acknowledge my present
This precious gift that I behold discarded like trash
To dominate, it's in your nature, you selfish brat
I can't believe you had me strung out all over you like that
One minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour
I taste the envious predictions, change with each hour

Come on fool
Aw...aw...aw drop that shit
Straight comin' at ya, punk
The greatest side is critical when digging on my concept
Rhythms keep on building like smoke
Got'cha running from the law
Maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle
Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile
Style's bound to the sky lines
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Choking on my fly rhymes

Psycho female blowin up the phone line
You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time
I've been slammed with some bad luck
Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck
And now you duck duck goose, I'm lettin' loose
With the thirty odd freestyle
Labeled hostile by my profile
Must be all the madness
You and all your tactics
Jonesin for my cash

Mellow out
Bitch
I thought I knew ya
Took the time to throw my lovin' into ya
Screw ya
Cuz now you got me sittin in the sewer
I'm through with all them roller coaster rides
See, I ain't forgot about the knots that you been tieing with my insides
I dropped my pride
Without you I was sure to die
I tried with cash
And all I could, to make it last
Now I accepted that was in the past