1.Intro
Use your vehicle of salvation, my brothers, go buy a gun. And go
give that gun to Jesus and say 'Jesus...you go kill the deciples
of Satan and you kill the nazis, Jesus.' Gimme an amen. Amen.
Gimme a hallelujah, brother. Hallelujah. Feel the pain of sweet
Jesus. Gimme another amen. Amen. Gimme another. Amen. You've got
to kill the noise. You've got to kill the pollution of Satan,
brother, gimme a hallelujah. Hallelujah. Have you been healed？
Have you been saved？ Has it happened to you, brother？ Thank the
lord. Praise the lord. I love Jesus. I love Jesus. Kill the
pollution...pollution
2.Pollution
Uh, come on fool.
Yeaahh!
Ah, ah, got that shit.
Straight comin' at ya.
To criticize is critical when diggin' on my concept
Rhythms keep on buildin' like a smog.
Gotcha' runnin' from tha' law.
Maybe it's that low end smothered with tha' free-style.
Maybe it's tha' thought of being on the bottom of tha' pile.
Styles piled to the sky lines.
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Chokin' on my fly rhymes.
You need tha' heimlich maneuver.
This ain't no joke.
You're gonna choke
When I'm singin' it to ya'.
When do you decide？ (you decide)
Then then you can know in your mind. (you decide)
When do you decide？
I'll probably never understand!
Pollution!!
You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear!
Pollution!!
I keep tha' grip real tight on the mic when I spill!
Pollution!!
You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear!
Pollution!!
I keep tha' grip real tight.
Breaker breaker 1-9 spittin' out that skill.
Suicidal punk lemme know you're real.
I'm walkin' on a thin line with a sticky bass line.
Now you're stuck with tha' flow runnin' through your mind.
So if you're crossin' over, let me know you're real.
With them flecks on your neck, now you got the feel.
I rumble like tha' thunder.
This time you're goin' under.
Lemme know then, what the fuck is even going down？ (down, down,
down)
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain.
I can't refrain from bringin' on the pain.
When do you decide？ (when did you decide)
To be narrow in your mind. (when did you decide)
When do you decide!？
I'll probably never understand!
Pollution!!
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear!
Pollution!!
I keep the grip tight on tha' mic when I spill!
Pollution!!
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear!
Pollution!!
I keep tha' grip real tight, oh.
That's it, that's it.
Somebody told me to turn down that volume.
I'm gonna bring that beat back.
And when they tell Sam to turn down that bass,
I'm gonna bring that beat back.
And when they tell me to turn down the vocal,
I'm gonna bring that back.
And when they tell us to shut tha' fuck up!
I'M GONNA BRING THAT BEAT BACK!!
Yeah, gonna bring that beat back!
Woah, gonna bring that beat back!
Wahh, gonna bring that beat back!
You, you, you said, 'Bring that beat back!'
When do you decide？
Then then you can know in your mind.
When do you decide!!？
I'll probably never understand!
Pollution!!
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear!
Pollution!!
I keep the grip tight on tha' mic when I spill!
Pollution!!
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear!
Pollution!!
Gonna bring that beat back!
We're gonna bring that beat back. (Bring it, bring it, bring it,
bring it!)
I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat back, bring that beat back,
beat back, bring that beat back, bring that!
So shut tha f.....
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, etc... (Fred, shut up
alright. This is me tellin' you to shut up)
Bring that fuckin' beat back! (Shut up!) you sucker! Fuckin'
sucker. (Fred, shut tha' fuck up!) Song.
We're done.
3.Counterfeit
Ya' know we figured you out.
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit.
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit.
Your freakin me out you wear a...
Fake.
Hey man wake up and smell the concrete!
Strange to see ya changed like the LB.
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 tha' flava'
Artificial minds seekin' out tha' new trends.
Get in where ya' fit in. Quit thinkin' like a has-been.
Diggin' in my culture.
Lemme let you punks know, I'm an old-school soldier
With tha' funk flow.
A damn shame wanna change yourself
Because your sick of yourself.....
Well I'm sick of you too!!
Fake!
Your a counterfeit!
Fake!
Ya' know we figured you out.
Well I'm sick of you too.
Fake.
Your a counterfeit!
Fake!
I wonder, I wonder,
I wonder what its like to be a clone
Doin' nothin', nothin' on my own.
Alone in your misery, your bitin' on my new style,
Filed as a counterfeit, goin' down in history
As nothin' but a copy-cat (copy-cat)
So if your fakin' that you're phat you need a ball-bat
Right where your head is at.
All your desperation, causes separation
Now I grab tha' mic to intimidate your weakness.
Screams from the Limp on tha' siren
Phonies get tha' hint quick, smacked with tha' funk flip
Pain for tha' fakers fame can't maintain.
Cause your sick of yourself.....
Well I'm sick of you too!!
Fake!
Your a counterfeit!
Fake!
Ya' know we figured you out.
Well I'm sick of you too.
Fake.
Your a counterfeit.
Fake!
All these phonies
Ya' disregarded your life (ya disregarded your life),
Ya' disrespected your friends (ya disrespected your friends),
You've even stolen your appearance (stolen)
From hangin' around with my family
But I shoulda' never dropped my guard (shoulda' never dropped my
guard)
So you can stab me in tha' back (stab me in tha' back)
But you were freakin' me out (you were freakin' me out)
Just freakin' me out, you wear a mask.
Your freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit!!!
Now your steadily startin' to change.
Ya' wanna rearrange your lifestyle, live like a wild-child.
With tha' vibe alive, you could lie you try to be so fly,
You lie but you deny
Your a faaaaaaake!!!
Your a phonie, you know we figured you out.
Faaaaaaake!!
Yeah, we figured you out, figured you out, figured you ooooout!
Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Faaaaaake!
(Ringin' your phone, you're fuckin' freakin' me out x3)
4.Stuck
Ugh...(ugh ugh ugh)
Ooooah....(ooah ooah ooah)
Psycho female blowin' up the phone line,
You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time.
I've been slammed with some bad luck.
Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with tha' buck, buck.
And now your duck-duck-goose.
I'm lettin' loose with tha' thirty yard freestyle
Labeled hostile by my profile.
Must be all tha' madness,
You and all your tactics.
Jonesin' for my cash,
Gotta make them pockets super fat.
Hey, I'm a humble man
Kickin' out my jams like a tramp.
I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business.
What's with all tha' business？
I get payed to take tha' microphone to slay tha' stage.
Stay away from all tha' bros in my band and
All tha' fans and all my friends
When tha' cash is comin' in.
Or I'll be slammin' them balls to tha' wall
With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all.
No 9 to 5, I'll still survive.
I keep my engine on that amp like the Chattanooga champ.
That's all we need, another bad seed
Planted on this earth motivated by greed!
You wanna play that game bitch!？？
You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blastin'!
Woah you wanna play that game bitch!
You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blastin'!
You' bad luck, you' soooooo
Stuck!
Stuck! deep down in that hole again.
Stuck! got your brain on my green again.
Stuck!, you're so, your so, your so stuck -you don't even know.
All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi,
Far from suicidal.
Still I get them tendencies,
Bringin' back them memories
That I really miss when I reminisce.
Rockin' back in the '80's LIVE!
My attitude to do or DIE!
Once I was a maggot, now I'm just super fly.
Bound for the boundaries, no limits G.
Fat-ass rhythems driven by my destiny.
Your style's in my pocket
Proclaimed to regain that essence.
Pressin' cause i'm hostile labeled by my profile
In deed I am.
I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed!
You wanna play that game bitch!？？
You take a dash for my cash it's that ass that I'm blastin'!
Woah you wanna play that game bitch!
You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass I'm bla...!
Your bad luck, your soooooo
Stuck!
Stuck! deep down in that hole again.
Stuck! you got your brain on my green again.
Stuck!, you're so, your so, your so stuck. You don't even know.
Oh yeah.
Ain't nothin' like a greedy bitch.
Diggin and diggin' and diggin' and diggin'
Diggin' so deep for that green.
Yeah. Yeah.
All I know, all I know. Yeah.
Is you must be fucked up in that head.
I got a little problem
Just one question biatch.
Why, why you wanna be like that？
Why, why you gotta be like that？
You wanna be like that？
Why, why you wanna be like that？
Why, why you wanna be like that？
Why, why you gotta be like that？
Why, why you wanna be like that？!
Why the fuck you wanna be like that？!
Why, why, why you gotta be like that？!
Why the fuck you wanna be like that？!
Why, why, why, why, why, why you gotta be？!
Why, why, why, you wanna be like that？!
Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business you fuckin' whore？!!
Stuck on yourself, you are!
You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blastin'!
Stuck on yourself, you whoooore.
You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blastin'!
You' bad luck. You' sooooo stuck!
Stuck! deep down in that hole again,
Stuck! Got your brain on my green again.
Stuck, your so, your so, your so stuck in your head. You don't
even know.
Live on tape biatch.
Don't fuck wit' us.
Leathal ha, ha, Leathal.
(Whatchin' another fucking movie dude？)
(Sick.)
(I hate her.)
(Yeah, yeah thats how I wanna do it.)
Then it goes a little somethin' like this.
5.Nobody Loves Me
Shut up!
Go away!
I'm so sick of them deadlines.
I cannot stand why them maniacs are hittin them headlines,
And even though I don't know ya';
Through my lyrics I'll show ya'
Tha' sanity's over.
Cause people say I'm bugged out.
So you won't defend, your in tha' dugout
My business, stay the fuck out!
All I know is that tha' beat goes on, tha' beat's tha' same
'Til tha' day I'm gone.
Nobody loves me!!
Nobody cares.
Nobody loves me!!
Nobody owes me a thing.
Nobody loves me!!
Nobody cares.
Nobody loves me!!
Maybe I'll go eat worms.
I'm so sick of tha' world now.
It's all these people baggin' my identity.
Now I'm tha' enemy runnin' at tha' mouth again
We'll settle up when you step into tha' south my friend.
Your tha' big one, your tha' good one, I'm tha' bad one. That's
so sad son.
Cause I'm runnin' nowhere.
Ya' send them black sheep everywhere.
Ya' need to drop that guard, and it ain't that hard!
Nobody loves me!!
Nobody cares.
Nobody loves me!!
Nobody owes me a thing.
Nobody loves me!!
Nobody cares.
Nobody loves me!!
Maybe I'll go eat worms.
Oh, I'll go eat some worms.
What's tha' matter with this？
Someone's sure to find me.
No exceptions for this (no exceptions)
So many times I fall through.
No one has ever warned me.
Life seems so meaningless.
When ？？？ your inner strength.
Ohhh, I'm such a piece a' shit.
Oh, you're so perfect!
Oh, you're so perfect!!
Oh, you're so much better than me!
So much better than me!!
YOU SUCK!!!
Nobody loves me.
Nobody cares.
Nobody loves me.
Maybe I'll go eat worms.
6.Sour
Mellow out! Bitch.
I thought I knew ya'. Took the time to prove my lovin' to ya'.
Screw ya'. Cause now you got me sittin' in tha' sewer.
I'm threw with all them roller coaster rides.
See I ain't forgot about them knots that you've been tyin' with
my insides.
I dropped my pride. Without you I was sure to die.
I tried with cash, and all I could to make it last.
Now I accept that that was in the past.
I know you loved me, you loved me like a piece of trash.
But at first you were so sweet.
Couldn't go without seein' your face for an hour, so sour.
It all became a hassle. You were even livin' in my castle.
Just to use me and verbaly abuse me.
That's not the way you run in my shop.
It took a while to see tha' light before I stopped and you got
dropped off.
It's over. Probably I'll be sweatin' it.
But in tha' long run, you'll be tha' one regrettin' it.
Maybe you won't, maybe you will.
But baby you're still about as real as a three dollar bill.
There's no one to blame, but you.
Who gets tha' blame？....me.
No one's to blame, but you.
Who gets tha' blame？....me.
Oh, oh.
I sound like a bitch, a little bitch in heat.
With all that anger that I'm feelin' bitch, I think it's neat.
Another split tail, just another split tail.
Thanks for tha' lesson. Now get your shit and hit tha' trail.
We know I'm comin' from that old school, you damn fool.
Intensity is somethin' that I'm made of and certainly I'm not
afraid of
A little smack in my face.
Thanks for that taste.
There's no one to blame, but you.
Who gets tha' blame？....me.
No one's to blame, but you.
Who gets tha' blame？....me.
Meeee, oh yeah.
Ohhhh, meee.
Meeeeee.
Ahhh. Quiet
I think that uh, I'd like to uh.. turn my self around. Turn it
over.
7.Stalemate
It's not my mind. x6 (It's not my mind)
Yo J.
Can I get a little bit.
Heah, ha, eah...
Your veins flow with poison.
Please acknowledge my present
This precious gift and behold and discard it like trash.
To dominate it's in your nature, you selfish brat.
I can't believe you had me
Strung out over you like that!
One minute your sweet, the next minute your sour.
I taste the envious predictions.
Change with each hour, I've seen this before
You even decide to step into my world.
Strange things occurring,
Happening over and over and over again.
Now bitch you are cruelty.
You bark your orders with such degrading dialect.
I can't believe you had me
Strung out over you like that!
One minute your sweet, the next minute your sour.
I taste the envious predictions.
Change with each hour, I've seen this before
You even decide to step into my world.
Gonna funk it up.
One minute you think your on this.
The next minute you think your on that.
But your playin' with tha' nova
Momma didn't show ya'
How to take it you can by the man when it's over.
I've been hunting you down
Waiting for the payback, your frown.
Begging me for your mercy
I ain't down with tha' sypathy, you see.
And I'll always remember your tender looove!
Wipe me under tha' rug, just so you can step on my spine....
I'M GONNA GET MINE!
I'm gonna get mine!
Shit reminds me. (I'm gonna get mine!)
I guess I was wasted by envy. (I'm gonna get mine!)
Beyond this love is such a fuckup (I'm gonna get mine!)
I'd like to rearrange your face! I'm gonna get mine.
Please don't wake me.
Your so sweeeet.
Your so sweeeet.
Your so cheeeap.
I'm gonna get mine!
I'm gonna get mine!
I'd like to rearrange your face (I'm gonnna get mine!)
Your always right, and I'm always wrong. (Your not my mind)
That's why you love me so much. (Your not mine)
Your so sweet, I love you. (Your not my mind)
Your so sweet, I love you. (Your not mine)
8.Clunk
DJ Lethal.
Hey mister, elevate that mind into a blister.
You might need to rest up, I'll pump that chest up
Because that mental is fadin'
Ego, you over played it.
Hey buster, ya' just can't be trusted
Tha' drama, your mama musta really been disgusted.
But ya' got no clue always screamin' everybody owes you
Well kid, I never did
And never will.
It's gone too far.
It's gone too far, end it soon.
I never did.
Well I never did, kid.
It's gone too far.
Broken' punks when bringin' on tha' funkin'
Knowin' you man, your probably not thinkin'
Caught ya' lip-sincin'
Lyricals flyin' over that head you'll be cryin'
Lyin' in your death bed, now your just a reject (reject)
Ya put your fate on Micky D's just to gain a little respect
But ya' got no clue, always screamin' everybody owes you.
Well kid, I never did
And never will.
It's gone too far.
Well it's gone way too far, boy.
I never did.
It's gone too far.
You need to drop that freakin' ego before ya' crash.
Before tha' headlights are simply glarin' in your eyes and your
goin' down.
What's tha' matter with tha' life that your leadin'？
When your bleedin', everyone's thinkin' how much they hate you.
It's not too late, dude. Just that time for you to zip up that
grill
.Take a deep breath. Look around. Ain't nobody left, just tha'
target. Bullseye.
Still you walk around like a clown in a forcefield.
See I'm not crazy. You're tha' one who's crazy.
Institution. Bound to be the only way that we can even solve
this.
I've had about as much as I can take, so do yourself a favor.
It's been built up for so long.
And I just wanna get it out!
And I just wanna get it out!!
Clunk!
There's certainly some distortion in there. What？
Certainly some distortion in there.
I can't hear you, I've got distortion in my ear.
A thought just came to me while watching you and the guys play
that.
Um, the distortion feels the sound. It's like anguish or
frustration.
Like trying to thread, a needle with.. with.... thread.
And you keep trying. (Can you thread a nee.. a needle with a
piece of wood？)
And I wonder, I wonder if that's what happened when the kids
were getting the guitars
They were trying so hard, they wanted to play like their
favorite singer
They just couldn't bring it off, so they turned it up louder
just to..
Because even your face got red, and, and the expression on your
face was that of, of
Sheer frustration, or anger, or just... what do you feel when
you play this distortion on there？
Um, what I feel when I play distortion like that is, I'm faking
that anger
Letting it all out, ya' know. There's no reservations or
politness.
I'm no longer trying to please anyone, I'm trying to please me.
Trying to get myself off.
That's a form of honesty, isn't it？
I suppose.
9.Faith
Well I guess it would be nice
If I could touch your body.
I know not everybody
Has got a body like me.
But I gotta think twice
Before I give my heart away,
And I know all the games you play
Cause I play them too.
Oh, but I need some time off
From that emotion.
Time to pick my heart up off tha' floor
And when that love comes down
Without devotion.
Well it takes a strong man baby
But I'm showin' you that door!
I gotta have faith!!
Gotta have faith!!
Gotta have faith!!
Gotta have faith!!
Baby,
I know you're askin' me to stay.
Say please, please, please, don't go away.
Cause your givin' me tha' blues.
Maybe
You might mean all them words you say.
Can't help but think of yesterday
And another who tied me down to loverboy rules.
Before this river
Becomes an ocean,
Before you pick my heart up off tha' floor.
When that love comes down
With out devotion.
Well it takes a strong man baby
But I'm showin' you that door!
I gotta have faith!!
Gotta have faith!!
Gotta have faith!!
Gotta have faith!!
Get tha' fuck up!!!!
Gotta have faith.
I gotta have faith!
I gotta have faith!
I gotta have faith!!
Faith!!
Arggh faith!
Arggh faith!
10.Stinkfinger
I see your face.
And thinkin' I've been there before.
You know somethin' I live in this pig-pen, this filthy pig-pen
next door.
Another sticker. My aroma, stick that nose up in the air.
Is that the excuse you use to ruin me？
I need to get you outta my waaaay!
Back and back punk, get tha' fuck outta heeere.
Get you outta my waaaay!
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor？ Yeah, right. Right.
Yo J, drop that one.
Your existance means less now than it probably ever has before.
You got your head up your ass. Out of your mouth comes nothing
but sh...
Shhh, still I listen, I absorb. You amuse me idiot.
All bent outta shape, cause I piss on your gate.
I need to get you outta my waaaay!
Back and back punk, get tha' fuck outta heeere.
Get you outta my waaaay!
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor？ Right. Right.
And ya' don't stop, and we won't stop. That's right.
And ya' can't stop, no. Cause you jus', just won't stop.
Let's take it to tha' curb if you can stand it.
Put yourself in my position man.
Let's take it to tha' curb if you can stand it.
Put yourself in my position MAAAAN!
Let's take it to tha' curb. Put yourself in my position maaaan!
Oh, take it to tha' curb. Put yourself in my position man, punk!
How you wanna take it to tha' curb, ahh! You wanna take it to
tha' curb! Wait,
ahh, ahh!
Put your self in my position maaaaan.
Your gone. Break, break, break it, don't stop.
Got it. Stinky, Stinky Finger
And ya' don't, and ya' don't.
11.Indigo Flow
Yo, what up. Got Christian and Dino in tha' house.
Fear Factory action ta' kick off this new joint here for my...
homies.
Separatin' tha' true breeds. My friends and my family.
Had tha' vision when tha' bounds, now it's blowin' up.
Props to tha' field dog, with the funk through tha' campaign.
Gold records and champaign.
Everlast for tha' tour on St. Patty's. Chino, man we had a blast
with your Deftones.
Rock that microphone daily. Props to tha' miestro, Ross your an
angel.
Hey DJ, wanna play that song？ Lethal, we love ya' like a
brother.
Wanna take a trip to tha' Flip-side？
Jordon, nothin' more I can say except your walkin' hand in hand
with tha' profet.
Danny, ya' took us to tha' fat man. Harry, Tylor, props for tha'
golden introduction.
We're comin' from tha' town of tha' unknown. Jacksonville's on
tha' map.
Look us up. Raisin' eyebrows with tha' Jaguars kid. Better watch
out.
Line 'em up Cheetah. (Indigo) Yo Richard, Rob, and Chuck
(Indigo) hook it up.
When I walk out on stage, all headaches go away. Got tha' back
from tha' sickest road crew.
Chris and Bobby for stickin' to us. Sugar Ray taught me life was
all about drinkin'.
Bow wow yippie yo yippie yay, to tha' Funk Doobie'. Thanks for
showin' up.
All my brothers in Korn, I love you. Dad and Mamma, I'm comin'
home.
Word out to my girl Sage, Shawn, Teddie Swoze. Indigo Ranch
alive with tha' vibe.
Grun Dig, Danny at tha' Milk Bar, Terry Parker you know what's
up. (Indigo)
Dialed into tha' planet. And God, I LOVE YOOOU!!
12.Leech(Demo Version)
Oooh, yeah!
Tell me why ya' came. Tell me why your here.
Tell me why your voice is always ringin' in my ear.
Ya' wanna be tha' man hangin' with my crew？ Who the hell are you
through？
I see your always at my shows, always with my bro's,
Always findin' places where I think nobody goes.
I can't seem to shake you from this, so then I might have to
break you from this.
CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME BE YOU LEECH!
Oh, get it straight.
Can't you take a hint. Thought you had a friend. It's such a
shame that your comin' around again.
And I'd really love to take you out like Chuck Norris.
Instead I'd kick him with tha' vocal, slap him with tha' chorus.
Man, I really shouldn't have to beg. The big mistake was when
your mom and daddy hit tha' bed.
Ahh, you seem to not get tha' picture. So I'll frame this script
and it gripped ya'.
CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME BE YOU LEECH!
Leech.
13.Everything
I'm so ... fustrated
Somebody's been making me...
So sick inside...
Oh, Go with your heart, go with your heart
Yeah, right
You're telling me
I'm just not good enough for you
Let's change, lets be something we're not
And become what everybody else is
Aw, so much builds up inside.
It's fucking rediculous
I don't know how I should
Freak the fuck out on you
I just sit back and relax
Cuz you want more
You don't have anything
And me
I have everything
Yeah, I have everything What more could I ask for
Nothing at all....
Don't run and hide
Don't you keep it inside no more x2
Don't you run and hide x2
Why does it have to be this way at the end？
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