Livin' It Up

(Life in the fast lane) This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller You are my favorite motherfucker I told you, didn't I? Drama makes the world go around Does anybody got a problem with that? (Yeah) My business is my business Who's guilty? Can I get a witness? First things first The Chocolate Starfish is my man Fred Durst Access Hollywood, license to kill A redneck fucker from Jacksonville Bangin' on the dumpster funk My microphone machete's in the back of my trunk Rocker's who's steady with the he says, she says And don't forget about the starfish navigation system Don't hate me, I'm just an alien With thirty seven tons of new millennium Dum-diddie-dum, where's it coming from? Mrs. Aguilera, come and get some Oh no, which way to go to the dance floor? It's on my stereo, pay me no mind I seen The Fight Club about twenty eight times And I'm 'a keep my pants saggy Keep a skateboard, a spray can, for the taggin' And I'm 'a keep a lot of girls in my band wagon Cause I don't give a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane (Life in the fast lane) I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up Not giving a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane (Life in the fast lane) Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up Not giving a fuck, in the fast lane Take two, hoo haa Now who's the star sucker? I'm the Starfish You silly motherfucker Puff puff, give the marijuana cig, oops I don't even smoke but I love the way it smells Here's a toast to the females Sippin' lung champagne from a seashell I think I gotta feel and pop his ass like a zit With the starfish navigation system I'm no cheap thrills, baby Fill the briefcase with three dollar bills I'm just an ordinary run of the mill fella Spittin' out hella' mic skills And I'm 'a keep my pants saggin' Keep a skateboard, a spray can, for the taggin' And I'm 'a keep a lot of girls in my band wagon 'Cause I don't give a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane (Life in the fast lane) I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up Not giving a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane (Life in the fast lane) Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up Not giving a fuck, in the fast lane 'Cause it's so easy to tell a lie (life in the fast lane) And it's so easy to run and hide (life in the fast lane) But it's not easy to be alive (life in the fast lane) So don't be wasting none on my time This world is like a cage and I don't think it's fair And I don't even think that anybody cares It'll leave a hole (what?) down the side of me (what?) And it'll leave a scar (what?), can anybody see? (What?) That we gotta get it out (we gotta get it out) We gotta get it out (we gotta get it out) We gotta get it out (we gotta get it out) And I'ma get it out with the motherfuckin' microphone Plugging in my soul I'm a renegade riot getting out of control I'm 'a keep it alive and continue to be Flying like an eagle to my destiny So can you feel me? (Hell yeah) Can you feel me? (Hell yeah) Can you feel me? (Hell yeah) If you feel motherfucker, then you'll say (hell yeah) Then you'll say (hell yeah) Then you'll say, hell yeah, I'm livin' life in the fast lane 'Cause it's so easy to tell a lie (life in the fast lane) And it's so easy to run and hide (life in the fast lane) But it's not easy to be alive (life in the fast lane) So don't be wasting none on my time (Yeah, bring it on) I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up Not giving a fuck, livin' life in the fast lane (Yeah, bring it on) Another crazy motherfucker, livin' it up Not giving a fuck, in the fast lane --- Livin' It Up - Limp Bizkit