Show Me What You Got
(专辑: Significant Other - 1999)
Keeping 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 making my dreams come true, for the
millennium Are you ready? Then get the
fuck up! Who's hot, who's not? 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, looking for the
tea party Met a
child molester in Worcester I
need a
Kleenex every time I'm leaving 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 leaving the
next time I'm in Cleveland Found my lucky coin in Des Moines And spit on a
boy named Tina in Pasadena We get to swing from New Orleans, Fort Worth, and Dallas We toast when we're tipping 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 'em all So somebody, anybody, everybody Get the
fuck up! Show me what you got! Wooh, ah! Show me what you got! Hey, ladies! Who's hot, who's not? Who, who? Who's hot, who's not? I
can't help but to believe in these friends These bands, these stories, and the
places that I've been I
thank God, Mom and Dad Adriana for the
love I
feel inside Jordan, my phat ass band Without 'em I'd be nothing but a
pumpkin shoved inside a
can Without the
fans, there wouldn't be no show And if that was really so, then life would really blow To the
firm, you always got my back Korn for the
love and the
swapping 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, then nobody can Wu-Tang-Clan, skills from the
Method The
world's best MC kills on this record Slim Shady, the
crazy ass cracker Staind, a
brand new drug for your brain Les Claypool, for acting 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 To get the
fuck up! And show me what you got! Wooh, ah! Show me what you got! Hey, ladies! Who's hot, who's not? Who, who? Who's hot, who's not? Who's hot, baby? Who's hot?