Oh, she said in triumph Oh, she said to me Baby, you're the one Baby, you're the one Oh, she said in triumph Oh, she said to me Baby, you're the one Baby, you're the one for me And I can't seem to figure out Why I'm so in love And I can't seem to figure out Why I'm so in love Oh, she said in triumph Oh, she said to me Baby, you're the one Baby, you're the one Oh, she said in triumph Oh, she said to me Baby, you're the one Baby, you're the one for me Oh, she said in triumph Oh, she said to me Baby, you're the one Baby, you're the one Oh, she said in triumph Oh, she said to me Baby, you're the one Baby, you're the one for me

>From the time that I was born The walls of trouble I adorned Mama tried to teach me well But I was busy raisin' hell I've got a taste for fighting Hands as fast as lightning Can't you see the writing on the walls CHORUS: Troublemaker Always last in line Troublemaker, livin' on borrowed time I don't wait for Lady Luck, I take her Troublemaker They call me bad but I'm number one Watch out the good die young Spent my life runnin' wild Call me the devil's child Don't play with me cause I'm fire A loaded gun for hire My trigger finger's itching for the kill CHORUS >From the time that I was born It's like a scar that I have worn My mama tried to teach me well I was much too busy raisin' hell Got a taste for fighting Hands as fast as lightning Can't you see the writing on the wall CHORUS

(B-B-Bronx) (Future on the fucking beat) Wow, man, let's go Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Lenivý týpci sa smejú na nás Kto ti povedal že sa nesmejem viac Tento svet patrí workoholikom Nikoho nebude trápiť tvoj toxický joke Môj smiech je real môj smiech je drzý Tvoj smiech to je smiech cez slzy BBG nemá čas na brzdy V tvojej lepkavej smole nechcem mať prsty Čo to máš na sebe? Wat are thoose Tvôj imidž nezachráni Prada clothes Lacný ľudia v drahých handrách No sedlač vždy ostane sedlákom Veľká show potom late checkout Champange popin' a potom blackout V mojej hlave hraje synťák z GTA Body body moving jak SDA Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Uhm, načo si to zas vydal Huh, čo to bol za wack bizár Huh? Prídem zlíznem jak wizard Huh, mám toho veľa man see ya Huh? ne nepomože ti PR Huh, Ne nepomože ti PR Huh? Ty nejsi úspešný Iba parazituješ na úspešných Starého Gleba dobrého Gleba Mudrého Gleba nového Gleba Ak budem zakaždým počúvať ostatných Tak nikdy nebudem počuť seba Yo Shoutout suseda M Yo Nech je jej ľahká zem Keby vedela aká je slávna Tak by na mňa moja hlavná hejterka nemala taký hnev (RIP) (A teraz všetci BBG fans podte posledný krát so mnouuu) (Ayy, ayy, ayy, DJ) Rollin' rollin' Limp Bizkit Pijeme šedú hus a nie whisky Nad ránom s tebou hovorím po čínsky A potom pourin' up ako Pimp C Deravý mozog a deravé jeansy na prvom rap a druhom biznis Neverím písmenám verím číslam dnes ide o peniaze a nie o princíp

I came across the border with a posse on my tail Trying to get back to the fork in the road where I first lost my trail I left an empty bottle and a good hand in a stolen getaway car Running down the road with a poker chip and a twenty-five cent cigar In a nineteen twenty-three Buick six with a fender gone in back I'm the best of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass From Blairmore to Coleman right on down the line The police kept a road-block check-stop over on the Fernie side I got Black Mare whiskey in the back seat and a whole lot more in the truck And the boys down at the Frank Hotel can hardly wait to get drunk Instrumental The prohibition years, you know, they surely took their toll And a workin' man can't live, it's true, on food and water alone \N Moonshine stills up in the hills and the law couldn't make 'em quit So I fill my car with opportunity and then I run with it I was born with a chip on my shoulder I'm the scar on my family tree From the cradle to the grave I've been a step away From the penetentiaryI outrun the A.P.P. I stay one step ahead And I made my fortune in demon rum in the Rocky Mountain West I'm the last of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass I'm the king of the rumrunners up in the Crowsnest Pass

Doing styles on them like it's common sense Hopped out the Benz like it's common sense Got a monkey on my feet like it's common sense Got gorillas in the streets like it's common sense Stack the money, heads up, like it's second nature Gotta stay poled up, like it's second nature Keep a chip in my ear, like it's second nature Big bunda make me stare, like second nature Zs disappear like second nature Posted on the same block like an hour later Whole team eating, but it's only right There's a spare plate but you're the phony type "J Hus ugly, innit", baby, one minute Your bunda looking wicked Ay-o, I started off gentle My stroke game mental, my lifestyle eventful I didn't mean to offend you Fendi belt saying "F you", I style like I'm meant to Moving wild and mental, I made another five this week Your money playing hide and seek I don't even like to speak I just tell 'em "Hi" and "Bye" Slide off, automatic Hyundai, Hyundai, Hyundai Doing styles on them like it's common sense Hopped out the Benz like it's common sense Got a monkey on my feet like it's common sense Got gorillas in the streets like it's common sense Stack the money, heads up, like it's second nature Gotta stay poled up, like it's second nature Keep a chip in my ear, like it's second nature Big bunda make me stare, like second nature Said you're gonna do it, you haven't did it, nigga, I'm handling it Handy with it, think I'ma do it? Let the hammer do it Click, Bam! Stick jam, like what happened to it? Why's it not working, bruv? Why'd you think I'm lurking, bruv? Creep on him, lean on him, witnesses eavesdropping Keep popping, and keep bopping like I ain't seen nuttin' Don't make me upset, reach for an object "Who's that in the passenger?" "Brown skin chocolate" She's got big body, breast in my face when she grip on me Thick on me, jugg money, I got the lick on me You're not popping, never popped nuttin', my nigga, stop bluffing F your opinion, always destined for brilliance Wouldn't rest in a million, hitters dressed as civilians All them masked up, looking creepy Park up, jump out, spark off, jump in, Skr out like it's too easy If anybody ask, you didn't see me Doing styles on them like it's common sense Hopped out the Benz like it's common sense Got a monkey on my feet like it's common sense Got gorillas in the streets like it's common sense Stack the money, heads up, like it's second nature Gotta stay poled up, like it's second nature Keep a chip in my ear, like it's second nature Big bunda make me stare, like second nature