Chords for Limp Bizkit - Livin' It Up / Party Up (Live at Budapest, Hungary, 2015) [Official Pro Shot]

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[Eb] Ladies and gentlemen, please [Ebm] say hello to Mr.
Wesley Boylan.
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_ _ _ [B] _ _ [Ebm] _ The island of Dr.
Steve Brewer. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [Abm] _ _ [Ebm] Drama makes the world go around.
Does anybody got [B] a problem with that?
[Ebm] My business is my business.
Who's guilty?
Can I get a business?
First things first, the [Eb] Pakistan fish is number one.
Fred [B] Durst.
Says [Ebm] Hollywood, license to kill.
Fred Nass, talk about action.
Phil.
I'm stopping by, my microphone is stationed in the back of my suit.
Rock a suit, [Eb] stand with the recess, recess.
Don't forget about the storm fish, navigation [B] says wrong.
[Gb] Don't hate me, [Eb] I've been to Litty Run.
The 37 [B] tons of Uber Litty, no.
[Ebm] I'm from Kitty's Mom.
Where's it coming from?
Secondary Rock, coming in.
Oh no, which way to go?
Gotta get a mask off, stereo.
Spinning on mine, I've seen the Fight Club.
About 28 pounds.
See, I'ma keep my pants sagging.
Keep the skateboard, spray can [B] for the sagging.
[Eb] I keep a lot of girls on my bandwagon.
Cause the tone keep a fucker in life in the fast lane. _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm just a crazy motherfucker, living it up. _ _ _
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Now who's the star sucker?
I'm that starfish, you silly motherfucker.
Pop pop give, the marijuana see.
I don't need the smoke, but I love the way it smells.
These are toast for your females.
Sipping on champagne from a sea shelf.
I think I got a fit.
Move mama's ass like a zit.
Storm [Gb] fish navigation [Ebm] says wrong.
No cheat feels, baby.
I'ma be pacing three dollar moves.
I'm just an ordinary pun in the middle.
Fella, you're not hella [B] my skill.
[Eb] See, I'ma keep my pants sagging.
Keep the skateboard, spray can [B] for the [Eb] tagging.
Then I'ma pull out a girl from my bandwagon.
Cause I don't give a fuck living life in the fast lane. _ _ _ _ _
_ I'm just a crazy motherfucker, living it up.
Now I'm giving up, I'm living life in the fast lane.
_ Now _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I'm giving up, I'm living life in the fast lane.
This is so _ _
[Gb] easy_
to [Eb] get back_
This is so [Gb]
easy_
for [Eb] a change_
It's so _ [Gb] easy_
_ [Eb] Thanks for talking [Ebm] with me.
Carry, _ [G] carry, carry, carry!
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_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ Bzzt!!!
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_ _ I _ _ don't [Eb] think it's fair.
I don't even think anybody can.
It'll lead to hope.
Try to silence.
_ It'll lead to scars.
Can't anybody see that we gotta get it [C] out?
[Eb] We gotta get it out.
We gotta get it out.
And I'ma get it out with this motherfuckin' microphone.
Put it in my soul.
I'ma renegade right, gettin' out of control.
I'ma be with it all, make it to the end of it.
Fly like a eagle to my destiny.
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me, motherfucker?
Be the same.
Be yourself.
_ Hell yeah, I'm livin' life in the fast lane.
Look, it's always [Gb] late.
_ [Eb] _ And it's always _
[Gb] late.
[Eb] _ But it's not a shame.
[Gb] _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Ab] No, wait, [Gm] there's not a [Eb] lot of time. _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm such a crazy motherfucker, livin' it up, not givin' [E] a fuck.
Livin' life [Eb] in the fast lane. _ _ _
_ _ _ Another crazy motherfucker, livin' it up, not givin' a fuck.
Livin' life in the [Db] motherfuckin' fast lane.
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Who the best? _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Up in here, up in here.
[Gb] Y'all gon' make me have to move.
Up in here, up in here.
[Eb] Y'all gon' make me lose my cool.
_ Bring [Ebm] it to you cowards, let's get it real quick.
All you niggas [Gbm] up in the jail before, suck [Ebm] my dick.
And all them other cats, you run with, get done with, come quick.
Where the fuck you [Db] goin', fuck your dog with some [Gb] bum shit?
Then go to [Abm] gun click, now I'm one, one shit.
All over some dumb shit.
Ain't that [Eb] some shit?
These niggas remind me of a strip club.
Every time he come around, it's like, well, I just [Db] gotta get [Gb] my dick sucked.
And I don't know who the fuck you think you talking to, but I'm not him.
I accept what you do.
[Eb] And you gon' find yourself, baby, niggas, someone else.
And we all [Dbm] thought you loved [Ebm] yourself, but that couldn't have been the issue.
Or maybe they just see you now, now, cause they miss you.
Yeah, the niggas have to diss you.
That's why you layin' on your back, lookin' at the roof of the church.
Who you tellin' the truth when it hurts?
[Gb] Y'all gon' make me lose my mind.
Up in here, up in [Ebm] here.
Y'all gon' make me go all out.
[F] Up in here, up in [Ebm] here.
Y'all gon' [Gb] make me have to move.
Up in here, up [Ab] in here.
[Eb] Y'all gon' make me lose my groove.
Up [Ab] in here, up in here.
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