Limp Bizkit - Out Of Style

Out Of Style
Limp Bizkit
03:23
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We cannot change the past but we can start today to make a better tomorrow.

Hit it!
DJ Lethal!
Fresh!
Fresh!
Fresh!
(Chiggity-check, three, two, one)

I've been askin' for something, (Askin' for something)
While I'm askin' for nothing. (Askin' for nothing.)

When's it gonna change?
Hurts me in a loving kinda way.
I'ma celebrate, yeah!

It's time to rock this motherfucker 'cause I'm always out of style, (Style)
Never change my style 'cause my style is kinda fresh,
You bitches askin' for a sound check, check, one, two, bitch!
You barely touch the ground, yeah!
Choked up on your bounce game, comin' down the mountain,
Copycats, you lucky that I let you hang around me,
Check, three, four, Bizkit out there on the bounty,
In the warzone, got these campers all around me!

We should be on the same team, (Same team)
On the motherfuckin' same team, (Same team)
If we ain't, then we nothing, nothing! (Woo)

Damn, got serious for a second,
I would say delirious, for the record.
Lookin' back as a skeptic,
Why is there a cross hangin' from my necklace?

When's it gonna change?
Hurts me in a, in a loving kinda way.
I'ma celebrate, yeah!

It's time to rock this motherfucker 'cause I'm always out of style, (Style)
Never change my style 'cause my style is kinda fresh,
You bitches askin' for a sound check, check, one, two, bitch!
You barely touch the ground, yeah!
Choked up on your bounce game, comin' down the mountain,
Copycats, you lucky that I let you hang around me,
Check, three, four, Bizkit out there on the bounty,
In the warzone, got these campers all around me!

We should be on the same team, (Same team)
On the motherfuckin' same team, (Same team)
If we ain't, then we nothing, nothing!
We should be on the same team, (Same team)
On the motherfuckin' same team, (Same team)
If we ain't, then we nothing, nothing!

It's time to rock this motherfucker 'cause I'm always out of style, (Style)
Never change my style 'cause my style is kinda fresh,
You bitches askin' for a sound check, check, one, two, bitch!
You barely touch the ground, yeah!
Choked up on your bounce game, comin' down the mountain,
Copycats, you lucky that I let you hang around me,
Check, three, four, Bizkit out there on the bounty,
In the warzone, got these campers all around me! (Fresh)