Lyrics Rollin' (Urban Assault Vehicle) - Method Man , Limp Bizkit , DMX , Redman

Play the f- track!
Play that f- track! Oh, there it is
Limp Bizkit! DMX! (What?!)
Redman! (That's right, y'all!) Method Man!
We just keep on rollin', baby!
Are you ready? (Come on) are you ready? Are you ready?!

Now move in, now move out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now? (C'mon!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

Now I know y'all be lovin' this sh- right here
L-I-M-P Bizkit is right here
People in the house, put them hands in the air
'Cause if you don't care, then we don't care! (Yeah)
See, I ain't givin' a -, quit pressin' your luck
Untouchable, branded un-able
So keep me in this cage until you run that mouth
Then I'ma have the plague and break the f- out

And then we'll see who's left, after one round with X
And what am I bringin' next? Just know it's Red and Meth
So where the - you at, punk? Shut the f- up!
And back the f- up, while we f- this track up!

Are you ready? (Ahh) Are you ready? Are you ready?
Now move in, now move out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now? (C'mon!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!) (Oh, what?)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (y'all thought y'all wasn't gon' see me?)

Check my dangerous slang atrocious
When I let these - hang, focus, it's Wu-Tang
What the - a Hootie and the Blowfish?
I wave my Black Flag at the roaches
Who approaches, these twin, super-soakers
Who have poisonous darts for culprits
Too late to get your blow gun un-holstered
You're left buttered up and lightly toasted
So what? I drink and smoke too much
So what? I cuss too much (yo), shut the - up!

Now when we roll, you - tuck in your gold
'Cause for the platinum, I'm jackin' n- up in limos
It ain't nothin', for - to unbutton your clothes
Description, yellow male, tissue up in his nose
You -, swing the vine on the baboon -
I'm hairy as hell, outta hell and tattooed up
I'm a dog, only - in the bathroom, what?
In high school, I dealt only with the classroom sluts

My name is Johnny, Donnie Brasco
Tuck the - low, cut your cash flow
Yell if you want money (ahh), funny
A hungry dummy snatch crumbs from me
Docs and Hot Nix, bodies in the mosh pit (yo, yo)

And I'm the D.O., you lookin' at the raw invented
On Friday, I spit 35 to 40 minutes
Smell up the bathroom like Craig pa was in it
Endin' up on your back, Wu swords up in it
Anyone can match me, I crack 'em all to Guinness
- How many thugs players and ballers in it
Brick City, Shaolin, better call us sinners
Boys that'll run up in your wife, maul and spill it

(Prah-pam-pa-pa-pa-pah)
Ahh (yo)
B sank, c'mon y'all

Now move in, now move out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now (c'mon!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

It just don't get no darker than that kid with the Parka (uh!)
Bald head with the boots who - to make it spark (what?!)
Now I'm a fair -, but ain't nann - (uh!)
Quicker than the hair-, so if you dare - (uh! C'mon!)
It'll be like your man tryin' to hold yo' brain to yo' head
But you'll be - on yourself, 'cause you already dead
And at the funeral, you won't need a -
Leavin' just enough of him to stuff in a basket (Uh! Uh!)

A tisket a tasket (What?!), I really need my ass kicked (What?!)
My moms never let me forget, that I'm a - (what?!)
I ain't never been -, and ain't gon' be - (uh! Uh!)
That's why I take -, whenever I see - (uh! Uh!)
It's just that D -, D's short for do what I wanna do (yeah)
And that's what I'm gonna do (yeah), right here in front of you (yeah!)
And I'll be runnin' you and your man straight up out (uh!)
While y'all - ain't runnin' a f- thing but yo' mouth (woo!)

Ahh
C'mon!

Now move in, now move out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now? (C'mon!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

You wanna mess with Limp Bizkit? (Yeah)
You can't mess with Limp Bizkit (why?)
Because we get it on (when?), Every day and every night (oh)
See this platinum thing right here? (Uh-huh?) Well, we doin' it all the time (what?)
So you better get some better beats and uh, get some better rhymes (duh!)
You really, really, really wanna get sh- started?
Well, people everywhere just get retarded
Get retarded, get retarded!
People everywhere just get retarded!

Now move in, now move out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now?
Breathe in, now breathe out, hands up now hands down
Back up, back up, tell me what ya gonna do now? (C'mon!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (what?!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin' (uh!)
Keep rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'

That's right, baby!
Watch out, punk!
Limp Bizkit, DMX, Method Man
Redman and Swizz Beatz!
Where the - you at?!
Bump that -, bump that -!
Bump that -, bump that -!
Ruff Ryders! Punk!