Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scott Borland
Scott Borland
Keyboards
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
DJ
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Vocals
John Otto
John Otto
Drums
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
Bass
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Songwriter
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
Songwriter
John Otto
John Otto
Songwriter
Leor Dimant
Leor Dimant
Songwriter
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Limp Bizkit
Limp Bizkit
Producer
Terry Date
Terry Date
Producer
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Mixing Engineer
Cameron Webb
Cameron Webb
Assistant Recording Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
John Ewing
John Ewing
Additional Engineer
Jordan Schur
Jordan Schur
Executive Producer
Karl Egsieker
Karl Egsieker
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Markus Ulibarri
Markus Ulibarri
Assistant Recording Engineer
Roger Lian
Roger Lian
Editing Engineer
Ryan Williams
Ryan Williams
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Texty

[Intro]
Get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up
Like this (Like this, like this)
Just like this
Do you feel it?
Just like this
Just like this
[Verse 1]
Do you want to catch the vibe that's keeping me alive?
I'm following theses phat ass beats until I die
Fill 'em with tension, the sick dimension
I rumble the earth with my lowered suspension
Just watch the ground move, let the sound prove
That it ain't fake when the girls get naked
Don't call it a comeback, we bring that beat back
And we made sure that John kept them beats phat
A lyrical rampage burning you headset
Open your mind, my rhymes ain't dead yet
I want you to stand up, and put them hands up
I'll bring it on down, 'cause your pumping my band up
[PreChorus]
Like this
Just like this
Come on
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
[Chorus]
Music is key, it's the way we're set free
From all this world Is throwing at me
[Verse 2]
The rhythm's so insane, it's flowing through your vein
Triggering that neck popping a nerve up in your brain
I don't even know ya but came to show ya
That Bizkit's Limp when the night is over
We shake the whole place, make this earthquake
And it ain't fake when we start the riots
So rock the bells, psycho females
Doing time blowing up the phone line
Call it a stampede, coming to your town
We ain't gonna hold back, we're coming to get down
I want you to stand up and put them hands up
And break it on down 'cause your pumping my band up
[PreChorus]
Like this
Just like this
Get higher
Come on
Get up, get up, get up
[Chorus]
Music is key, it's the way we're set free
From all this world Is throwing at me
And I'll do what it takes
If I make some mistakes, it's okay
'Cause it's all just the way it should be
[Bridge]
Limp Bizkit's in the house y'all
Limp Bizkit's in the house y'all
Limp Bizkit's in the house y'all
Yo John, bring that beat back
[PreChorus]
Uh
Just like this
Do you feel it?
Just like this
Yo bring that beat back like this
[Chorus]
Music is key, it's the way we're set free
From all this world Is throwing at me
And I'll do what it takes
If I make some mistakes, it's okay
'Cause it's all just the way it should be
Written by: Fred Durst, John Otto, Leor Dimant, RIVERS SAM, Wes Borland
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