Chords for Limp Bizkit - Livin' it Up

I'm in the wall.
_ _ Dedicated to you, Ben Stiller.
You are my [B] favorite motherfucker.
[Eb] I told you.
Did not.
_ _ [B] _ [Ebm] Drama makes the world go around.
Does anybody got [B] a problem [Ebm] with that?
My business, it's my business.
Who's guilty?
[B] Can I get a [Ebm] witness?
First things first, the talk is talk, this shit's my man Fred [B] Durst.
Access [Ebm] Hollywood license to kill a redneck fucker from Jacksonville.
[B] Bring [Ebm] on the dumpster funk.
A microphone machete's in the back of my trunk.
Rock a [B] soul steady [Ebm] when he says, she says.
And don't forget about starfish navigation [Eb] system.
Don't hate me, I'm just an alien with 37 tons [Gb] of new millennium.
[Ebm] Dumb diddy dum, where's it coming from?
This is how you let [B] rock come and [Ebm] get some.
Oh no, which way to go?
Do the dance floor, [Eb] it's no stereo.
Pay me no mind, I've seen the Fight Club about 28 times.
[Ebm] And I'm gonna keep my pants sagging.
Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the tagging.
And I'm gonna keep a lot of girls in my bandwagon.
Cause I don't give a fuck living life in the [Eb] fast lane. _ _ _
_ _ _ I'm just a crazy motherfucker, living it up.
Not giving a fuck, living life in the fast lane. _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm just a crazy motherfucker, living it up.
Not giving a fuck, living life in the fast lane.
_ [Gb] _
_ [Eb] _ [Ebm] Take two.
Now who's the star sucker?
I'm the starfish, you silly [B] motherfucker.
[Ebm] Bop bop give the marijuana cig.
Oops, I don't even smoke, but I [B] love the way [Ebm] it's smet.
Here's a toast to the female, sipping on champagne from a [B] seashell.
[Ebm] I think I got a fit, and pop his ass like a zit with the starfish navigation system.
[Eb] No cheap thrills, baby, feel the free peace with three [Gb] dollar [Eb] bills.
I'm just an [Ebm] ordinary running in the mail fella, spitting out hella [B] mic [Eb] skills.
And I'm gonna keep my pants sagging.
[Ebm] Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the tagging.
And I'm gonna keep a lot of girls in my bandwagon.
Cause I don't give a fuck [B] living life [Eb] in the fast lane. _ _
_ _ _ _ I'm just a crazy motherfucker, living it up.
Not giving a fuck, living life in the fast lane. _
_ _ _ _ I'm just a crazy motherfucker, living it up.
Not giving a fuck, living life in the fast lane.
Cause it's so easy [Gb] to tell a lie, [Ebm] and it's so [Gb] easy to [Eb] run and hide.
But it's not easy [Gb] to be [Eb] alive, [Ebm] so don't [Eb] be wasting [Gb] the blood of my [Eb] time.
This _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ motherfucker's in a cage, and I don't think it's fair.
And I don't even [Gb] think [Eb] that everybody [Db] cares.
[Eb] It'll leave a hole, outside [Gb] of me.
[Eb] It'll open a scar, can anybody see?
[Gb] [Eb] But we gotta get it out.
We gotta get it out.
We gotta get it out.
Cause I'ma get it out with a motherfucking microphone.
Plug it in my soul, have a really dang high and get it out of control.
I'ma keep running live, and continue to feed.
And fly like an eagle for my destiny.
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me?
If you feel me motherfuckers then you're safe.
Then you're safe.
Then [N] you're safe.
Hell yeah I'm living life in the fast lane.
Cause it's so easy [Gb]
to [Eb] tell a lie, and it's so easy [Gb] to run [Eb] and hide.
But it's not [Gb] easy to be [Eb] alive, to tell me what he's been [Gb] through all the [Eb] time.
_ _ _ Yeah, _ _ I'm just a crazy motherfucker, living it up, not giving a fuck.
Living life in the fast lane. _ _ _
_ _ _ Another crazy motherfucker, living it