[Intro: Fred Durst & DMX] Play the fuckin' track! Play that fuckin' 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? (Ahh) Are you ready? Are you ready?!
[Hook: Fred Durst & DMX] 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 (C'mon!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (What?!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Verse 1: Fred Durst] Now I know y'all be lovin this shit 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! (Yeah) See, I ain't givin' a fuck, quit pressin' your luck Untouchable, branded unfuckable So keep me in this cage until you run that mouth Then I'mma have the plague and break the fuck 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 fuck you at, punk? Shut the fuck up! And back the fuck up, while we fuck this track up!
[Bridge: Fred Durst] Are you ready? (Ahh) Are you ready? Are you ready?!
[Hook: Fred Durst, DMX & Method Man] 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 (C'mon!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (What?!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' Oh what, y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?
[Verse 3: Redman] Now when we roll, you motherfuckers tuck in your gold 'Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' niggas up in limos It ain't nothin', for bullets to unbutton your clothes Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose You bitches, swing the vine on the baboon nuts I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattooed up I'm a dog, only fuck in the bathroom, what? In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts
[Verse 5: Redman] And I'm the D.O., you lookin' at the raw invented On Friday, I spit thirty-five to forty minutes Smell up the bathroom like Craig pa was in it Endin' up on your back, Wu swords up in it Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all to Guinness Fuck 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
[Bridge: DMX] Ahh C'mon!
[Hook: Fred Durst & DMX] 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 (C'mon!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (What?!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Verse 6: DMX] It just don't get no darker than that kid with the Parka (Uh!) Bald head with the boots who shoots to make it spark (What?!) Now I'm a fair nigga, but ain't nann nigga (Uh!) Quicker than the hair-trigga, so if you dare nigga (Uh! C'mon!) It'll be like your man tryin' to hold yo' brain to yo' head But you'll be shittin' on yourself, 'cause you already dead And at the funeral you won't need a casket (Uh!) Leavin' just enough of him to stuff in a basket (Uh! Uh!) A tisket a tasket, I really need my ass kicked (What?! What?!) My moms never let me forget, that I'm a bastard (What?!) I ain't never been shit, and ain't gon' be shit (Uh! Uh!) That's why I take shit, whenever I see shit (Uh! Uh!) It's just that D shit, D's short for do what I wanna do (C'mon!) And that's what I'm gonna do, right here in front of you (Yeah! Yeah!) And I'll be runnin you and your man straight up out (Uh!) While y'all niggas ain't runnin' a fuckin' thing but yo' mouth (Woo!)
[Bridge: DMX] Ahh C'mon!
[Hook: Fred Durst & DMX] 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 (C'mon!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (What?!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Hook: Fred Durst & DMX] 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 (C'mon!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (What?!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (Uh!) Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
[Outro: Fred Durst] That's right, baby! Watch out, punk! Limp Bizkit, DMX, Method Man, Redman and Swizz Beatz! Where the fuck you at?! Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Bump that shit! Ruff Ryders! Punk!
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A remix of the international hit Rollin' (Air Raid Vehicle) , this version is more of a rap song than a rock song, featuring legends such as DMX, Method Man, Redman, and producer Swizz Beats.
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