Pollution

Lyrics by：John Otto

Composed by：Wes Borland/Fred Durst/Limp Bizkit/John Otto/Samuel Rivers

Oh come on fool

Oh come on fool

F**k you

Yuck

I-I-I'mma drop that s**t

Straight coming at you punk

To criticize is critical when digging on my concept

Rhythms keep on building like

The smog got you running from the law

Maybe it's that low-end smothered with the freestyle

Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom with the pile

Styles bound to the skylines

Keep 'em on the sidelines choking on my fly rhymes

You need the Heimlich maneuver

This ain't no joke you're gonna choke

When I'm slinging it to you

When did you decide

To be narrow in your mind

When do you decide

I'll probably never understand

Pollution

You preach the noise about the words

That you don't wanna hear

Pollution

I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill

Pollution

You preach the noise about the words

That you don't wanna hear

Pollution

I keep the grip real tight

Breaker breaker one nine spitting out that skill

Suicidal funk let me know you're real

I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line

Now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind

So when you're crossing over let me know you're real

Put that flex on your neck now you got the feel

Rumble like the thunder now you're going under

Makes me wonder what the f**k is even going down

I listen to 'em stereotype when they complain

I can't refrain from bringing on the pain

When did you decide

To be narrow in your mind

When do you decide

I'll probably never understand

Pollution

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

Pollution

I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill

Pollution

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

Pollution

I keep the grip real tight

Ain't nobody doin' like you

So when they tell me to turn down that volume

I'm gonna bring that beat back

And when they tell Sam to turn down that bass

I'm gonna bring that beat back

And when they tell me to turn down the vocal

I'm gonna bring that beat back

And when they tell us to shut the f**k up

I'm gonna bring that beat back

Yeah gonna bring that beat back

Whoa gonna bring that beat back

F**k gonna bring that beat back

Yo yo yo yo J bring that beat back

When did you decide

To be narrow in your mind

When do you decide

I'll probably never understand

Pollution

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

Pollution

I keep the grip real tight on the mic when I spill

Pollution

You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear

Pollution

Gonna bring that beat back

I'm gonna bring that beat back

Bring it bring it bring it bring it

I'm gonna bring that beat back

Beat back bring that beat back

Beat back bring that beat back

Beat back so shut the f**k

Whoa

Back back back back back back

Back back back back back back

F**king sucker song Fred shut the