Chords for Limp Bizkit - Fire It Up

Tempo:
119.95 bpm
Chords used:

B

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D

C

D#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Limp Bizkit - Fire It Up chords
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[B]
[N]
[B] [E]
[B]
I'm dreaming, [D] wake me up and beam me up, cause I'm [B] ready to go.
oh my god, I lost my [C#] direction.
All this time, been playing too fast, become a mind of God.
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up.
100%  ➙  120BPM
B
12341112
C#
12341114
D
1321
C
3211
D#
12341116
B
12341112
C#
12341114
D
1321
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I'm dreaming, [D] wake me up and beam me up, cause I'm [B] ready to go.
Give me cowbell, give me spaces, give me power, give me power.
Like the Matrix, oh my god, I lost my [C#] direction.
Anime girls, my [B] collection.
All this time, been playing too fast, become a mind of God.
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_ Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, _ giddy up.
_ _ _ [B]
Oh no, it's the top to the [N] toe, when I wanna stop, I'm on the [B] floor.
They wanna keep me in line, so I'm picking me around, but I'm just a hero.
Got the same vibe, so get [F] slowin', grab your partner, look at what we [B] doin'.
Be my guest list, the youngest wrestler, Beyonce, Jay-Z, Mike Fiala, Dr.
Evil, Chief [C#] Inspector,
Hannibal Lecter, he's my cousin, [B] Elisa Dudley, aliens are inside my oven.
I'm the bucket, Tyler Durden, just left the Memphis.
We're rockin' hip-hop, come on, you're left with.
And all this time, been playing too [N] fast, become a mind of God.
Come on.
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, [F]
giddy up.
[D#] _ _ _ _ _
Ride up, _ ride up, _ ride up, _ ride [B] up.
Come on. _
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_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [B] Gimme one, one, gimme two, two, gimme three, three, gimme four, four, gimme five, five, white, squeal, like a what, [Bm] like a pig.
Gimme [B] one, one, gimme two, two, gimme three, three, gimme four, five, white, squeal, [D] like a what, like a pig.
[B] Gimme one, one, gimme two, two, gimme three, three, [E] gimme four, four, gimme five, five, white, squeal, like a what, [Dm] like a pig.
[Bm] Gimme one, one, gimme two, two, gimme three, three, gimme four, four, gimme five, five, white, squeal, like a what, like a pig.
[B] _
All [C] the cowgirls say, [B] _ giddy up, giddy up.
[C] Let's try it, cowgirls, [B] come on.
Giddy up, giddy up.
And all the cowboys say, _ ride up.
Let's try it, cowboys.
_ Ride up. _
Cowgirls.
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up, giddy up.
_ _ _ All right, now, _ cowboys.
Ride up.
_ _ [C#] _ _
Cowboys.
Ride up. _ _ _
Go ahead, call the [D] law.
Quick draw, [G#m] locking up on your jaw.
[F#] Limp dog in the form of a gorilla.
[C] Ferilla, better known as a backstreet killer.
[B] Woo, hot knees, riding [E] like limp.
Ladies dance with no one [B] to pass.
I'm living low, I'm low on the creep.
And I'm a red, white, funny, whiny, loose, street punk.
All this shit, pipe, no [D#] shit, bitch.
Side my [F#] lip and I'm ready to [B] go.
So I raise this, this, [N] this.
California, back, [B] Vegas, Angelina, the perfect [F#] form.
I'm the Benny Sniffer, the perfect [B] storm.
And all that style, I'm in, man, look [N] who's in.
Make up my mind, I got nothing.
Come on.
Giddy up, giddy up.
Giddy up, giddy up.
Giddy up, giddy up.
_ Come on. _
_ Ride up.
_ _ Ride up. _
_ Ride up.
_ [F] Ride up.
Come on.
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[C#] _ _ [D#] How many people know anything about this beat right here?
Yeah, I do.
You know why?
You know why?
You know why?
You know [D] why?
You know why?
You [D#] know why?
You know, pointy thing about this beat right here.
Slather. _
_ Slather.
_ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _
_ Exactly five minutes ago, no more than five million ago.
I was stone cold steeling this show.
It's gone and stolen.
And the next one rolling.
Excuse me, Mr.
Space Invader.
Got you Mr.
Space Invader.
And here's my space, my space, my space, my space
So, ain't gonna let that one in
Ain't that dope outside lookin' in, huh?
What the fuck can we call friends in the end?
_ _ Ain't gonna let that one in
Ain't that dope outside lookin' in, huh?
What the fuck can we call friends in the end? _ _
I know they _ _ _ wanna tell me I'm not
I could be that friend you forgot _
_ _ Hell, I know I'm all I got
Anybody wanna tell me I'm not
I could be that friend you forgot
_ _ [D] _ _ [D#] What the hell, what the hell, what you want?
What the hell, what the hell, what you want?
What the hell, what the hell, what you want?
What the hell, what you want me to say?
[C#] What the hell, what the hell, what you want?
What the hell, what the hell, _ what you want? _
_ _ _ _ _ What the hell, what _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ you want me to say?
What the hell, what the hell, what you want?
What _ _ _ the hell, what you want?
What the hell, what the hell, what you want?
What the hell, what you [D] want me to say?
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