Nonpoint - Hands Off (Live) lyrics

How many
We're gonna test somethin’ right now
How many first-timers
Never seen Nonpoint before?
Make some fuckin' noise wow that's awesome
So you know who we are actually?
Yeah, yeah so, so for those of
You that have just cheered
I want you to watch this
How many people have seen us
Before? Make some fuckin’ noise
Yeah, they know u- they know us up in here!
They know us up that have been here!
Okay, hang on okay, of all the places to
Be from, South Florida
We chose Madison to do our DVD shoot
'Cause you motherfuckers give me
Goosebumps every fuckin'
Time I come into this thing
So we're gonna have a little fun
We're gonna have a little fun


We're gonna enforce the Nonpoint Rule
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready
Madison? I wanna see this whole fuckin'
Place… this whole fuckin' place
Whole fucking place come off
The goddamn ground
Are we ready to bounce, Madison?
Are we ready to bounce, Madison?
Well, grab the person next to you
And follow the bouncing ball
Force your thing, go!
Get in the air, Madison!

So what if doing something real bad is
The only way to get it?
So what if it’s a bad
Idea? Later I’ll regret it
I'll take whatever comes with doing what
I want when I want it
And hope whatever comes don’t know
I sting like a hornet

You can't make me do anything
I don't wanna do
Ready to do anything make this clear to you

Better get your hands off
'Fore you get them both cut off
Make a wrong move
And get your lights put out
Get your hands off
’Fore you get them both cut off
Make a wrong move
And get your lights put out

I know what you're thinking
And I know what you're sayin'
I know that you're hopin' that I am
But I ain't playin'
I do what I gotta do just to keep
Me move ay ay ay ay ay
And hope whatever does what it's gonna
Don't see me

You ain't takin' the only thing
That I earned to keep
You ain't takin' the only thing
Keeping me asleep

Better get your hands off
'Fore you get them both cut off
Make a wrong move
And get your lights put out
Get your hands off
'Fore you get them both cut off
Make a wrong move

And make some noise, Madison!
Now every fuckin' person get in the air! Go!
Get your get your
Before you lose them for good your hands off
Get your hands off get your hands off
Before you lose them for good
I can't fuckin' hear you, Madison! No

Better get your hands off
'Fore you get them both cut off
Make a wrong move
And get your lights put out
Get your hands off
'Fore you get them both cut off
Make a wrong move

And get your hands off your hands off
Get your hands in the air hands off
Before you get them both cut off
Make a wrong move and get your

If you havin' girl problems, I
Feel bad for you, son
If you havin' girl problems, I
Feel bad for you, son
If you havin' girl problems, I
Feel bad for you, son
Havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son
If you havin' girl problems, I
Feel bad for you, son
Got ninety-nine problems
But a bitch ain't one

Got the Rap Patrol on the Gat Patrol
Foes that wanna make sure my casket's closed
Critics that sayin', "He money, cash, hoes"
From the hood
Stupid! What type of facts are those?
Grew up with holes in your zapatos
You would celebrate the minute
You was havin' dough i'm like
"Fuck critics! You can kiss my whole asshole!
You don't like my lyrics
You can press fast forward"
Got beef with radio if I don't play they show
They don't play my hit's
I don't give a shit, so
Rap mags try and use my black ass
So advertisers can give 'em more cash for ads
Fuckers, I don't know what you take me as
Understand the intelligence that Nonpoint has
I'm from rags to riches, bitches
I ain't dumb got ninety-nine problems, but a
(Bitch ain't one) – Hit me!

Ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're havin' girl problems, I
Feel bad for you, son
Got ninety-nine problems
But a bitch ain't one – Louder!
Ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't one
If you're havin' girl problems, I
Feel bad for you, son
Got ninety-nine problems, but a bitch ain't
Thank you, Madison!