Show Me What You Got
Limp Bizkit Lyrics
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Limp Bizkit's in the house, so bring it on
I'd like to dedicate this song to you
For makin' my dreams come true, for the millennium
Are you ready? Then get the fuck up (woo-ha)
Who's hot, who's not?
Where you at? Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville
Where you at? Providence, Nashville, Memphis, Lauderdale
Portland, Orlando, Chicago, and Frisco
I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell
Got lost in Boston, lookin' for the tea party
Met a child molester in Worcester
I need a Kleenex every time I'm leavin' Phoenix
I get silly when I play in Philly
Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City
Never know what I'm in for when I'm play in Denver
Hard Rock don't stop down in Vegas
In Cincinnati the girls call me Daddy
And I probably ain't leavin' the next time I'm in Cleveland
Found my lucky coin in Des Moines
And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena
We get to swing from New Orleans, Fort Worth, and Dallas
We toast when we're tippin' up the Challis
Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa
Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis, St. Paul
North Hampton, Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA
What can I say? I can't name 'em all
So somebody, anybody, everybody
Get the fuck up
Show me what you got (woo-ha)
Show me what you got
Hey, ladies
Who's hot, who's not?
Who, who?
Who's hot, who's not?
I can't help but to believe in these friends
These bands, these stories, and the places that I've been
I thank God, Mom and Dad
Adriana for the love I feel inside
Jordan, my phat ass band
Without 'em I'd be nothin' but a pumpkin shoved inside a can
Without the fans, there wouldn't be no show
And if that was really so, then life would really blow
To the firm, you always got my back
Korn for the love and the swappin' of the tracks
My brother Cory D., My man Terry Date
We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great
Scott Weiland, the melody man
If you can't sing it, then nobody can
Wu-tang-clan, skills from the Method
The world's best MC kills on this record
Slim Shady, the crazy ass cracker
Staind, a brand new drug for your vein
Les Claypool, for actin' like a fool
And all of the bands for the demos that were cool
I'm so grateful for this life of mine
The ones I didn't thank, I will some other time
Now I just want somebody, anybody, everybody
To get the fuck up!
Show me what you got (yee-ha)
Show me what you got
Hey, ladies
Who's hot, who's not?
Who, who?
Who's hot, who's not?
Who's hot, baby?
Who's hot? Uh
Yeah it needs a little-, yeah I like that beat
Uh, bring it, bring it
I been around this world and then some
Dum-diddy-dum kid, where you coming from?
Away from the garage, just stepping on these stages
Outrageous rhymes fled my mind and soon became contagious
An mc with bad habits I am, I see a mic then I grab it
It's scary ain't it?
Comin' raw with no corrections, savin' all perfections
For what I do with my erections, so dream on (so dream on)
The song "Show Me What You Got" by Limp Bizkit starts with frontman Fred Durst declaring that he's keeping it real worldwide and dedicating the song to the fans who made his dreams come true. He then asks every listener to show him what they got and challenges them with the question of who's hot and who's not. The verses of the song list several different cities and towns across the United States where the band has played before, and Durst shares some personal anecdotes and experiences he has had in those places. The second half of the song is an expression of gratitude from Durst to God, his family, his bandmates, and other musicians who have supported Limp Bizkit along the way.
The lyrics to "Show Me What You Got" are a mix of bravado, nostalgia, and sincerity. Durst's lyricism here is representative of his style in general - he frequently blends humorous or outrageous imagery with heartfelt messages or observations about his life and the world around him. The song's hook is a call to action that is meant to hype up anyone listening to it and inspire them to get out on the dance floor or mosh pit.
Line by Line Meaning
Keepin' it real, world wide, baby
Limp Bizkit is known worldwide for keeping things authentic and honest.
Limp Bizkit's in the house, so bring it on
Limp Bizkit is ready to perform and entertain the crowd.
I'd like to dedicate this song to you, For makin' my dreams come true, for the millennium
Limp Bizkit is showing gratitude to their fans for their success.
Are you ready? Then get the fuck up (woo-ha), Who's hot, who's not?
Limp Bizkit wants the crowd to get pumped and energized. They are curious to see who the crowd thinks is talented.
Where you at? Jacksonville, Rochester, Louisville, Columbia, Hartford, Milwaukee, and Lewiston Maine
Limp Bizkit is naming cities where they have toured and performed in the past.
I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell, Got lost in Boston, lookin' for the tea party, Met a child molester in Worcester, I need a Kleenex every time I'm leavin' Phoenix, I get silly when I play in Philly, Limp Bizkit committee down in Kansas City, Never know what I'm in for when I'm playin' Denver, Hard Rock don't stop down in Vegas, In Cincinnati the girls call me Daddy, And I probably ain't leavin' the next time I'm in Cleveland, Found my lucky coin in Des Moines, And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasadena, We get to swing from New Orleans, Fort Worth, and Dallas, We toast when we're tippin' up the Challis, Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa, Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis, St. Paul, North Hampton, Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA, What can I say? I can't name 'em all
Limp Bizkit is describing their journey of touring through various cities and sharing their experiences on the road.
So somebody, anybody, everybody, Get the fuck up
Limp Bizkit wants the crowd to rise up and party with them.
Show me what you got (woo-ha)
Limp Bizkit wants the crowd to showcase their talents.
Hey, ladies, Who's hot, who's not?, Who, who?, Who's hot, who's not?
Limp Bizkit wants the female audience to be a part of the show and is curious to know who they consider to be talented.
I can't help but to believe in these friends, These bands, these stories, and the places that I've been, I thank God, Mom and Dad, Adriana for the love I feel inside, Jordan, my phat ass band, Without 'em I'd be nothin' but a pumpkin shoved inside a can, Without the fans, there wouldn't be no show, And if that was really so, then life would really blow, To the firm, you always got my back, Korn for the love and the swappin' of the tracks, My brother Cory D., My man Terry Date, We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great, Scott Weiland, the melody man, If you can't sing it, then nobody can, Wu-tang-clan, skills from the Method, The world's best MC kills on this record, Slim Shady, the crazy ass cracker, Staind, a brand new drug for your vein, Les Claypool, for actin' like a fool, And all of the bands for the demos that were cool, I'm so grateful for this life of mine, The ones I didn't thank, I will some other time, Now I just want somebody, anybody, everybody, To get the fuck up!
Limp Bizkit is thanking all the people, who in some way contributed to their success. They continue to show gratitude by asking the crowd to party with them.
Show me what you got (yee-ha), Hey, ladies, Who's hot, who's not?, Who, who?, Who's hot, who's not?
Limp Bizkit wants the crowd to showcase their talents, and once again wants women to be part of the show, while also inquiring about the crowd's preferences of those who are talented.
Who's hot, baby?, Who's hot? Uh
Limp Bizkit is continuing to ask the crowd about who they think is talented.
Yeah it needs a little-, yeah I like that beat, Uh, bring it, bring it
Limp Bizkit is appreciative of the beat and is encouraging the crowd to keep the momentum going.
I been around this world and then some, Dum-diddy-dum kid, where you coming from?, Away from the garage, just stepping on these stages, Outrageous rhymes fled my mind and soon became contagious, An mc with bad habits I am, I see a mic then I grab it, It's scary ain't it?, Comin' raw with no corrections, savin' all perfections, For what I do with my erections, so dream on (so dream on)
Limp Bizkit is describing the journey of an MC and is explaining how the art of rapping has become second nature. The lyrics show that he had to work on this craft a lot, and have put in a lot of practice to become this final result.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: John Everett Otto, Leor Dimant, Samuel Robert Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst
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@g5rented504
where you at jacksonville
rochester louisville
columbia hartford milwaukee
and lewiston maine
where you at providence
nashville memphis lauderdae
portland orlando
chicago and frisco
i left my heart in austin with mary campbell
got lost in boston looking for the tea party
met a child molester in worchester
need a kleenex every time I'm leaving phonex
i get silly when i play in philly
limpbizkit's committee down in kansas city
never know what I'm in for when I'm playing denver
hard rock don't stop down in vegas
in cincinattie the girls call me daddy
and i probally ain't leaving next time I'm in cleveland
found my lucky coin in des moines
and spit on a boy named tina in pasadena
we get swing from new orleans
ft worth and dallas
we toast when we're tippin' up the challis
tulsa st louis scato mesa norfolk
lawrence minneapolis st paul north
hampton detroit omaha
new york la can i say i can't name'm all
so somebody
anybody
everybody
get the fuck up!!!
(chorus: show me what you got
show me what you got
hey ladies
who's hot who's not)
i can't help but believe in these friends
bands and the places that iv been
i thank god
mom and dad
adriana the sky
for the love i feel inside
jordan my phat band
without them i'd be nothing
but a pumpkin shoved inside a can
without the fans there would be no show
to the firm you always got my back
korn for the love and swappin' up of the tracks
my brother cory d
my man terry dale
who brought it to the plate and made it sound great
scott weiland and the melody man
if you can't sing it
then nobody can
wu tang clan
skill from the method
the worlds best meen skills
kills on this record
slim shady
crazy ass cracker
staind a bran new drug
for your brain
les claypool for acting like a fool
and all of the band for the demos that were cool
I'm so grateful for this life of mine
the ones i did not thank
i will some other time
(chorus)...
iv been around this world and them some
dumb ditty dumb kid where you coming from
i went from the garage
to steppin' on these stages
outragous rhymes left my mind
and soon became contagous
an mc with bad habbits i am
i see a mic and i grab it scarry ain't it?
coming raw with no corrections
savin' all the prefections
for what i do with my erections
so dream on!!
@ForeverYoungKickboxer
I am not ashamed to admit my love for Limp Bizkit
@brianligtenbarg1991
Right on bro! I'm from '91. I was 9 when i got chocolate starfish album. I was instantly in love with them ever since. Now 2 days ago i saw them irl. They ruled❤
@ForeverYoungKickboxer
@Brian Ligtenbarg rock on young buck! I'm from 69 \m/
@daniel.andres.05
This song is one of the best of Limp Bizkit 🤘🏻🎶
@zephaniah666
Definitely not
@AnthonyD1986
I grew up on the Bizkit, one of the best live performances I’ve ever seen. Bizkit and Godsmack killed it.
@413westernmassbornjp6
Song is wicked hype. I remember listening to this whole album and chocholate starfish back in 2000 when I was 12. Them and Korn was the shit back then
@TheBennett79
Imagine being 20 then! Smfh!
@buer_reub
FUCK YEAH this is me in 2012 lol
@omnitemplarvii2160
This is what the kids need these days.