Limp Bizkit - Doin' Time On Tha Rockline lyrics

Alright, everybody out there
Coming to you live from
933 in Jacksonville FL
We're Limp Bizkit, check it out!
I've 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 habit's I am, I see
A mic and I grab it, so scary, ain't it?
I'm comin' raw with no corrections
Savin' 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 wired to your car
No matter where you are
You lip-sync these jams 'cause you're
Far from a superstar
And if you're lonely, 'ho, I ain't
The one who gives a damn, 'ho
I like it solo, no need to brag about the
Heinie 'cause I'm on the
Deal and bitches still find me and
Since I got a record on
The billboard you shit talkin' fans
With demos in your hands
Always up my ass askin' me if I'mma sign 'em
But ya, it don't flow, it don't flow

I catch a buzz with the Dom Pérignon
When Jerry Springer's on
No need to carry on
And what's with all the frustration?
Need a demonstration
Punk? Then 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

I'm doin' time on the Rockline
I'm doin' time on the Rockline
I'm doin' time on the Rockline
I'm doin' time

Mish-mosh up in the brain, I'm on my cycle
Like them highways
My ways are up and down like
The Dow Jones, I bust
These microphones, don't exaggerate
I keep it real
And only speak about the shit I hate
Don't hate you people, just the 'tudes
The attitudes lose the attitude and i won't
Be freakin' mad at you
But if you're bitin' don't
Be frightened, kid
I'm sorta likin' what you're stealin'
Your open-wound style needed some healin'
You're stripped out by my flow
I'm glad you know behind
This spark I got the
Phattest freakin' live show
You feel the tension
The eyeballs in your socket can't
Comprehend how I rock it, you can't stop it

You like the way that I live it, you need it
Your demo tape, punk, I
Inspected, then ejected
Who survives at the end of the
Day with too much airplay, huh?
I'm gonna keep it all underground

I'm doin rhyme on the time line
I'm doin time on the Rockline
I'm doin rhyme on the time line
I'm doin time on the Rockline

Hey man wake up and smell the concrete
Strange
To see you've changed like the phat beat
Could be identity crisis but I can't
Buy this, reality bites but that's
What life is, pitiful you, your
Hideous behavior hate what God gave
Ya, fakin' all the flavor
Artificial minds seekin' out
The new trends, get in where ya fit in, quit
Thinking like a has-been diggin'
In my culture
Let me let you punks know I'm an
Old school soldier with the funk flow
A damn shame you gotta change
Yourself because you're sick of yourself
Well, I'm sick of you, too

I'm doin' time on the Rockline
I'm gonna shout out right out
Here and right out there
And the world listenin' to the Rockline
This goes out to you, ugh
I'd like to give a shout-out to Interscope
Give a big shout-out to Jordan Schur
Got a big shout-out to 311 and
A big shout-out to KoRn
I got a big shout-out to the Deftones
I got a big shout-out to Primus and
A big shout-out to The Firm
And a big shout-out to Sevendust
And a big shout-out to Powerman 5000
And a big shout-out to Cold and
A big shout-out to Soulfly
And a big shout-out to Ross
Robinson and a big shout-out
To Orgy And a big shout-out to Jenny Barnes
And a big shout-out to Richie and
A big shout-out to Nick
And a big shout-out to Yeti and
A big shout-out to Bruce
And a big shout-out to Junior and
A big shout-out to Adidas
And a big shout-out to Tribal Gear
And a big shout-out to Tone
Lōc and a big shout-out
To Ibanez And a big shout-out to Indigo Ranch
And a big shout-out to
Orange County Percussion
A big shout-out to Bob at the Rockline
A big shout-out to Bob at the Rockline
A big shout-out to Bob at the Rockline

You got it live straight from Jacksonville
Limp Bizkit on the mic, punk