Here we go!nBring it on!nnI'm freddy number1 limpdawgnAlien night train layin down the lawnAll around the world everybody wanna seenMy 5 knuckle grip on this M.I.CnWeavin in and out with this old school funknKeepin bass line sticky like i buy u skunkn5 more seconds till this shit takes offnBest buckle up before your shit gets tossednDon't press your luck- you might get fucked upnOh my god its the cops at the door,nThey wanna stop all the mosh on the floornThey wanna keep me in line so i break me a rhyme for your mind and im dressed to killnLivin low with my flow im a creep im a vampire startin fires in the streetnLike a snake sneaking up in the grass with the beat you can blask takin chunks out your assnnDon't press your lucknYou might get fucked up (yea)nDon't press your lucknYou might get fucked up (whoa0nnAll around ..nThe world ..nYou know me ..nAll around ..nThe world ..nWe know u..nnAll you mcs wakin up from a napnBetter fix a target on my red ball capnAnd if u aint got 20/20 on your sightnMeet me at the show il be rockin all nightnBetter bring a friend and a girlie if you got itnWe sure could use a pass to my backstage partynNow i'm outta line and I like it like thatnJust another fool on the limpdawgs tracknnAll around ..nThe world ..nYou know me ..nAll around ..nThe world ..nWe know u..nnOh my Godnoh my Godnoh my GodnOh my God... it's the cops here againnAnd they wanna lock a dog in a pennThey wanna try to control how we rock and we roll cos they know im a fugitiven0n the run is my mic like a gun and i use the stage to release all my ragenGimme 1 gimme 2 gimme 3 gimme britney and i rock it like a GnnDon't press your lucknYou might get fucked up (yea)nDon't press your lucknYou might get fucked up (whoa0nnDon't press your lucknYou might get fucked up (yea)nDon't press your lucknYou might get fucked up (whoa0nnAll around ..nThe world ..nYou know me ..nAll around ..nThe world ..nWe know u..nnAll around ..nThe world ..nYou know me ..nAll around ..nThe world ..nWe know u..