Versuri Creamer (Radio Is Dead)

  
(all radio is dead) 
 
Hey kid, who you lookin' at? 
Why you standin' all up in my face like that? 
You ain't never seen a baseball bat? 
A maniac knockin' on your babeball cap 
You better step about ten paces back 
Or you'll be layin' where your shoe laces at 
Go do what your momma told you 
And don't be actin' like a punk, thinkin' your a soldier 
I see you got a cell phone, i got a number you can dial son, make it 911 
Tell 'em stop at hef's house on the way kid 
Pick up some playmates but only if they naked 
Don't know how you do in your city 
But 'round here we gettin' down to the nitty gritty 
And i hate to put you out like that 
But you've been burnin' like a fire with a mouth like that 
 
Take me back to yesterday 
Rollin' dice and getting laid 
Everything was a.o.k. oh... 
But now and then a cloud rolls in 
Rains on my parade and then 
Talkin' this and that again, oh 
 
Let's break it down for a minute 
And roll it on up in third gear for a minute 
I got the 21's bumpin' on my benz, and 
I got girlies in the back seat rubbin' on my friends, and 
I don't really give a fuck about 
What these player hatin' pussies give a fuck about 
'cause i'm a night ranger, never been a stranger 
My two-way pager is lookin' for some danger 
Zoolander, hit you with the magnum 
Everybody get your groove on if you have one 
And if you ain't got it then admit it: 
It's limpbizkit, time for you to get it 
All around the world and this 45 prevost 
Everywhere we go we watch it on the tivo 
And now you're layin' in the bed you made 
Drinkin' hatorade, think about it 
 
Take me back to yesterday 
Rollin' dice and getting laid 
Everything was a.o.k. oh... 
But now and then a cloud rolls in 
Rains on my parade and then 
Talkin' this and that again, go 
 
Leave, thinkin' that you're all that, and then some 
I've got news for you (all radio is dead) 
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some? 
Man, i got news for you (all radio is dead) 
 
(the radio is dead) 
 
Let me guess, you ain't that impressed 
Mister, hale - tosis of the breath 
Livin' lifestyles of the wish-you-would 
From the back isles of the thrifty-good 
See i, i got room to talk, kid 
I been layin' this track since north cackilack 
And the very first day that you fell out the sack 
I was in some fat laces, spinnin' on my back 
Let me think, let me roll, let me ride 
Let me put some funk in the trunk, triple 5 
And a memory that can easy your pain 
Like a melody from kurt cobain 
'cause ya', never know when it's all gonna end 
And ya', never know when you'll call on a friend 
So you better take a step to prepare yourself 
'cause the way you're livin' now, ain't good for your health 
 
Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some 
I've got news for you (all radio is dead) 
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some? 
Man, i got news for you (all radio is dead) 
Thinkin' that you're all that, and then some 
I've got news for you (all radio is dead) 
So you're thinkin' that you're all that, and then some? 
Man, i got news for you (all radio is dead) 
 
(all radio is dead)