Hold up
It's the motherf*ckin' concrete, suicidal nightshift
Loaded with a vice grip, poppin' all you copies who keep waterin' down shit
Thinking you can rap with that artificial outfit
Your baggy pants and your bottle of crack hits
F*ck all of that shit
F*ck all you posers, let go of the mic, kid
And step into a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Bring on the motherf*ckin' cutthroat, territorial piss off
Spit the deadly and ready for lift-off
Who's getting their shit tossed?
Is it the one kid running his mouth that he's sucking his thumb with?
You're damn straight I'll put it right in 'em
No anti-venom for the buck-buck
See a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
You know it
Hold up
Check out the motherf*ckin' TV
The same songs, same bands everyday, f*ck that
I'll blow those motherf*ckers away
You wantin' to hear some
Heavy ass metal that can penetrate deep into your ear drums?
Turn it up, motherf*cker
Turn it up, motherf*cker
Turn it up
And step into a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
You know it
It's a crazy, crazy world playin' crazy, crazy shit
On this crazy radio, I'm really sick of it
I'm a crazy, crazy man with a crazy, crazy plan
To destroy all you crazy ass wannabe ba-ba-ba-bands, ha-ha
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
Gimme a mic, y'all (yeah), gimme a mic, y'all (yeah)
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all (yeah)
I'm out of sight, y'all (What?), I'm out of sight, y'all (What?)
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
Gimme The Mic Video (MV)
Performed By: Limp Bizkit
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Roger Ball, Eric Barrier, Malcolm Duncan, Fred Durst, Stephen Ferrone, Alan Edward Gorrie, William Griffin, Owen Onnie Mcintyre, John Everett Otto, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, Hamish Stuart
Limp Bizkit - Gimme The Mic Lyrics
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Hold up
It's the motherf*ckin' concrete, suicidal nightshift
Loaded with a vice grip, poppin' all you copies who keep waterin' down shit
Thinking you can rap with that artificial outfit
Your baggy pants and your bottle of crack hits
F*ck all of that shit
F*ck all you posers, let go of the mic, kid
And step into a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Bring on the motherf*ckin' cutthroat, territorial piss off
Spit the deadly and ready for lift-off
Who's getting their shit tossed?
Is it the one kid running his mouth that he's sucking his thumb with?
You're damn straight I'll put it right in 'em
No anti-venom for the buck-buck
See a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
You know it
Hold up
Check out the motherf*ckin' TV
The same songs, same bands everyday, f*ck that
I'll blow those motherf*ckers away
You wantin' to hear some
Heavy ass metal that can penetrate deep into your ear drums?
Turn it up, motherf*cker
Turn it up, motherf*cker
Turn it up
And step into a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
You know it
It's a crazy, crazy world playin' crazy, crazy shit
On this crazy radio, I'm really sick of it
I'm a crazy, crazy man with a crazy, crazy plan
To destroy all you crazy ass wannabe ba-ba-ba-bands, ha-ha
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
Gimme a mic, y'all (yeah), gimme a mic, y'all (yeah)
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all (yeah)
I'm out of sight, y'all (What?), I'm out of sight, y'all (What?)
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
It's the motherf*ckin' concrete, suicidal nightshift
Loaded with a vice grip, poppin' all you copies who keep waterin' down shit
Thinking you can rap with that artificial outfit
Your baggy pants and your bottle of crack hits
F*ck all of that shit
F*ck all you posers, let go of the mic, kid
And step into a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Bring on the motherf*ckin' cutthroat, territorial piss off
Spit the deadly and ready for lift-off
Who's getting their shit tossed?
Is it the one kid running his mouth that he's sucking his thumb with?
You're damn straight I'll put it right in 'em
No anti-venom for the buck-buck
See a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
You know it
Hold up
Check out the motherf*ckin' TV
The same songs, same bands everyday, f*ck that
I'll blow those motherf*ckers away
You wantin' to hear some
Heavy ass metal that can penetrate deep into your ear drums?
Turn it up, motherf*cker
Turn it up, motherf*cker
Turn it up
And step into a world that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm a microphone fiend
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
You know it
It's a crazy, crazy world playin' crazy, crazy shit
On this crazy radio, I'm really sick of it
I'm a crazy, crazy man with a crazy, crazy plan
To destroy all you crazy ass wannabe ba-ba-ba-bands, ha-ha
Gimme a motherf*ckin' mic, y'all, gimme a mic, y'all
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all
I'm out of sight, y'all, I'm out of sight, y'all
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
Gimme a mic, y'all (yeah), gimme a mic, y'all (yeah)
Gimme a mic so I can rock it right, y'all (yeah)
I'm out of sight, y'all (What?), I'm out of sight, y'all (What?)
I'm out of sight when I'm blowin' up the mic, y'all
You know it
Writer: Roger Ball, Eric Barrier, Malcolm Duncan, Fred Durst, Stephen Ferrone, Alan Edward Gorrie, William Griffin, Owen Onnie Mcintyre, John Everett Otto, Sam Rivers, Mike Smith, Hamish Stuart
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC