Our House
Limp Bizkit [feat. Eminem] Lyrics
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Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
Please grant me the strength to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me
But, that's all I want
The same time being as real as can be
Mayhem, sickness, murder, horror
These are the kind of words that describe my aura
G Rap, Ras Kass, Kurupt
Redman I am cut from that cloth
Write a rhyme about me, you a dead man
Cool J, I'm Bad video
Learned the whole routine and performed it for my father's friends
While they smoked and drank
Symphony, D.O.C. inspired me to write what
Would eventually put me on airplanes like B.o.B
Canibus, Wu-Tang, you know our history but hats off
When we rap this Jack Frost we outline the track chalk
Thank God for the one-two cadence
Thank God for the lunchroom tables
I'm trying to be the sickest nigga, dead or alive
And if I happen to fall short, it's been one hell of a ride
Chronic 1 and 2, looking up at the sky at the sun
Up until the day the sun is you
You listening to hip-hop, you in Jay's house
Wayne's house, Nas' house
Em's house, Our House
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
When I was a little boy I wanted to be a rapper
Wanted to be on the radio and snapping pictures after
And so I grabbed my pen and pad and scribbled chitter chatter
It started off wack
But in the words of a ten year old, my shit was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth would feel, what's ADAT's and two inch reel
How you ad-lib? What's a punch? I ain't a boxer
But I sure enough learned the ropes, look D and Mike you made a monster
Now everyday's a game of Contra, I got 99 men
An infinite amount of rounds inside this mighty fine pen
This is my dream, don't fuck with it, I'm telling you
Cause anyone can get dusted as long as production is available
I'm disgusted as a fan, look how niggas sounding, damn
Weak head, ya'll suck bad, fuck swag and your kicks from South Japan
I'm finna to be the best in this profession
I've been invested all my life, so wipe your feet before you step in
Our house
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
I wanna be the best who ever did it
Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't
But if it is then God, if you're listenin'
Please grant me the strength to crush all competition
You can't blame me for dreaming, I'm a dreamer
And if I'm coming off brash please forgive me
But, that's all I want
I just wanna be the illest MC (That's all I want)
The same time being as real as can be
Yo, in my house, the lights out
No utilities in the facilities
Feeling my life's 'bout, to wipe out
These feelings I'm feeling be killing me
I pull the mic out, can't strike out
Cause if winning is really my enemy
I pull a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really serenity?
Man in my house, it's rap or die
Get a piece of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde song, and that bitch just passes by
So I, got lyrically complex, that way I could clock checks
Get my moms out the projects, with these concepts, competition can't digest
And then I stress cause the road is rough
I start feeling like shit's sour
The electricity in my will power could still power the twin towers
For ten hours, so send cowards
The message from Crooked I
Royce Da 5, Joe Budden, Em, Yaowa
In our, house we spit like Sig Sauers
The way I feel now I could spit for six hours
Straight, only way to be great, is to dig down,
If you can hear this sound inside my head sounds like a fucking drive-by
That's what the inside of my mind's like
Looking back on my career, even hindsight, tunnel vision, 5 mics
Never wanted that so bad well I got-ta go mad
Nomad with a notepad
Go Taz, spaz on these ho bags
That bother me, but I never wanna show that
Just don't act like it ever does
Even though you know that there will never come
A day someone blows past you, never was
Someone who's as dope as you ever was
And you hope that's, true cause the competitor in you
Couldn't let somebody be better than you
And you know that, so you don't ever hold back
What you gonna go back, to working a regular job?
Fuck that, I'm gonna go hard grab on my, gonads
Tell them fuck themselves
They call me a wigger like Renee Zell
But I raised hell like a stay-at-home dad
Rap is the only thing that I was ever really, bad to the bone at
Guess I'm similar to, gangrene when I'm, angry then I'm
Hulk Smash, so much passion but no compassion
If eyes are the windows to the soul
Then it's, broken glass and there's no trespassing
Alright now here we go
Dre stamped me now I'm stamping Yelawolf
Get ready for the most competitive
Clique in the world it's like Clash Of The Titans
I released the cracker it's time to set it again
And when it's said and it's all done
None shall ever fuck with this squadron
So come on in, at your own risk
This is (Our House) Bitch!
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
The song "Our House" by Limp Bizkit feat. Eminem expresses their desire to be the best in the music industry. They acknowledge that achieving this goal may not be easy, but they ask for strength from God to overcome any competition. They emphasize that they are dreamers and their brashness should be forgiven as they are driven by their ambitions.
In the second verse, Eminem reflects on his journey as a rapper. From a young age, he aspired to be on the radio and took steps to improve his skills. He talks about the challenges and learning experiences he encountered in the studio, such as understanding technical terms and perfecting his craft. Eminem expresses his frustration with the state of hip-hop, criticizing weak lyrics and gimmicks. He is determined to be the best in the industry and has dedicated his life to it.
The third verse delves into the personal struggles and determination of Eminem. He talks about the difficulties he faces but emphasizes his unwavering commitment to rap. He mentions the sacrifices he has made and desires to provide for his family. Eminem believes in the power of his music and the impact it can have on others. Despite facing obstacles, he remains focused on his goals and refuses to let anything hold him back.
The final verse features Eminem showcasing his lyrical prowess and competitiveness. He mentions the talented artists he collaborates with, and together they create a force to be reckoned with. Eminem's confidence and aggression shine through as he describes the intensity and dedication he brings to his craft. He recognizes the challenges he has faced and the pressure to maintain his status as one of the best in the game. Eminem's determination is relentless, and he refuses to settle for anything less than excellence.
Overall, "Our House" is a song that captures the ambitions, struggles, and dedication of Limp Bizkit and Eminem. It highlights their desire to be the best in the music industry and showcases their relentless pursuit of success.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: RYAN MONTGOMERY, ALEXANDER JUNIOR GRANT, JOELL CHRISTOPHER ORTIZ, H HAFFERMAN, DOMINICK WICKLIFFE, MARSHALL B III MATHERS, ALEXANDER GRANT, Holly Hafermann, Joell Ortiz, Joseph Budden, MARSHALL MATHERS III
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SHADY lessons
Yes, THIS IS Fred Durst. In fact that day they went together to purchase a vinyl record of "Madness" to sample the song, in januray '99. This picture is from that day. I'm gonna touch this topic on a video sharing the full story WITH SOURCES 😃
LaVelle225
I didnt know all that stuff but still yes thank you, i knew it was
NEWSUPERCHARGER2001
please do!!!!!!!! we need to hear it, I need to hear it!!!!!!
SHADY lessons
@NEWSUPERCHARGER2001 Will do in a couple of month, have a bunch of videos to do before, but it's coming 😀
NEWSUPERCHARGER2001
@SHADY lessons hell yes, dude do it right
Rachario Ulrey
I love this song
NEWSUPERCHARGER2001
limp bizkit and Eminem tearin' it up 1999-2000!!!!!
Ominous
imagine this in CDQ, such a sick tune! thanks for this
R41ph3a7b6
What's CDQ?
Boomred Imprint
It would be a trip if Eminem secretly guested on the ne Limp record.