| Song | Pollution - Album Version (Edited) |
| Artist | Limp Bizkit |
| Album | The Collection |
| 作曲 : Wes Borland & Fred Durst & Limp Bizkit & John Otto & Samuel Rivers | |
| 作词 : Durst, Limp Bizkit | |
| 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 **** 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' **** 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 ****in' beat back! (Shut up!) you sucker! ****in' sucker. (Fred, shut tha' **** up!) Song. | |
| We're done. |
| zuò qǔ : Wes Borland Fred Durst Limp Bizkit John Otto Samuel Rivers | |
| zuò cí : Durst, Limp Bizkit | |
| 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' freestyle. | |
| 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 19 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 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' 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 in' beat back! Shut up! you sucker! in' sucker. Fred, shut tha' up! Song. | |
| We' re done. |