Doing Time On A Rock Line lyrics

3...4...Alright everybody out there.
Comin` to ya live from 93.3 Jacksonville, Florida.
We`re Limp Bizkit, check it out.

I been around the world and then some.
Dum ditty dum kid where you comin` from?
I went from the garage to steppin` on these stages,
outrageous rhymes left my mind,
and soon became contagious.
An MC with bad habits,
I am, see a mic and I grab it.
So scary ain`t it?

I`m comin` raw with no corrections,
Servin` all perfections
For what I do with my erections.
So dream on. And dream until your dream comes true.
Reality check kid, that`s why you`re on the deck, kid.
While you`re in your car, no matter where you are.
You lip sink these jams `cause you`re far from a superstar.
And if you`re lonely, hoe.
I ain`t the one that gives a damn, hoe.
I like it so low.
No need to brag about the Heiny, `cause I`m on the deal,
And bitches still find me.

And since I got a record on the billboard,
You fish talkin` bands, with demos in your hands,
Always up my ass, askin` me if I`ma sign `em.
But ya, don`t flow, it don`t flow.
I catch a buzz with the Dom Perignon.
When Jerry Springer`s on, no need to carry on.
What`s with all the frustration,
Need a demonstration, punk, to check the variation.
I might need to be dazed when I taste your lyrical waste, punk.
Because your lyrical styles, are lyrical what?
I make hysterical piles of all you lyrical sluts.

(chorus)
I`m doin` time on the rock line [repeats 2x].
I`m doin` time.

Mish mosh up in the brain, I`m on my cycle.
Like `em highways, my ways, they`re up and down like the Dow Jones.
I bust these mic
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