El primer álbum de Limp Bizkit llega a este espacio...
"En 1997 Limp Bizkit graba Three Dollar Bill, Yall$ con Ross Robinson, productor de KoЯn y con Flip/Interscope. En enero de 1998 la emisora de rock KUFO de Portland, Oregón, empezó a radiar "Counterfeit". Durante cinco semanas la pincharon 50 veces y el grupo empezó a ganar cierta fama en esa zona. En realidad los oyentes ignoraban que lo que habían estado escuchando era básicamente un anuncio encubierto, ya que Flip/Interscope había pagado 5.000 dólares para que radiaran la canción. Una pequeña coletilla al inicio del tema en la que se escuchaba "Por gentileza de Flip/Interscope" hacía que legalmente no se pudiera considerar como un soborno a la emisora, sino simple publicidad. El grupo contaba con un pequeño círculo de seguidores gracias a sus actuaciones en el Warped Tour y el Ozzfest, en las que Durst salía al escenario desde el interior de una taza de agua gigante. Pero fue su participación en la gira Family Values (junto a KoЯn, Ice Cube y Rammstein) y su versión metalera del "Faith" de George Michael la que los lleva a conseguir el apoyo de la MTV y finalmente el doble platino, consiguiendo unas ventas superiores al millón y medio de copias."
Mellow out Bitch I thought I knew ya Took the time to throw my lovin' into ya Screw ya Cuz now you got me sittin in the sewer I'm through with all them roller coaster rides See, I ain't forgot about the knots that you been tieing with my insides I dropped my pride Without you I was sure to die I tried with cash And all I could, to make it last Now I accepted that was in the past I know you love me Loved me like a piece of trash But at first you were so sweet Couldn't go without seein your face for an hour So sour It all became a hassle You were even living in my castle Just to use me And verbally abuse me That's not the way I'm running my shop It took a while to see the light before I stopped And you got dropped off It's over, probably I'll be sweating it But in the long run you'll be the one regrettin' it Maybe you won't, maybe you will But baby, you're still about as real as a three dollar bill No one to blame but you Look at them blame me Ohh ohh, I sound like a bitch A little bitch in heat With all that anger that I'm feelin' Bitch I think it's heat Another spit tale Just another spit tale Thanks for the lesson Now get your shit and hit the trail We know I'm coming from the old school You damn fool Intensity is something that I'm made of And certainly I'm not afraid of A little smack in the face Thanks for the taste No one to blame but you Look at them blame me
Revisando que hay de nuevo con mis artistas favoritos de ahora y algunos de antaño, me encuentro que hay una compilación de Limp Bizkit, el disco se llama: “The Collected”. Inmediatamente a revisar el track list que a continuación les muestro:
1. - Pollution* 2. - The Propaganda* 3. - Build A Bridge* 4. - The Story* 5. - Rollin’ (Air Raid Vehicle)* 6. - Livin’ It Up* 7. - Show Me What You Got* 8. - Behind Blue Eyes* 9. - Getcha Groove On (Feat. Xzibit)* 10. - Nobody Like You (Feat. KoRn)* 11. - Stuck* 12. - Re-Arranged* 13. - Counterfeit* 14. - The Truth* *Tracks 1, 11, 13 from “Three Dollar Bill, Y’all$” [1997] *Tracks 7, 10, 12 from “Significant Other” [1999] *Tracks 5, 6, 9 from “Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water” [2000] *Tracks 3, 8 from “Results May Very” [2003] *Tracks 2, 4, 14 from “The Unquestionable Truth (Part 1)” [2005]
Todas las rolas que incluyeron en este disco estan chidas. Así que me hizo recordar viejos tiempos, veremos-escucharemos estas 2 rolas, en este disco tracks 7 y 11. Extraído del Woodstock ’99:
Where u 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 im leaving phonex i get silly when i play in philly limp bizkit committee down in kansas city never know what im in for when im playing denver hard rock dont stop down in vegas in cincinattie the girls call me daddy and i probally aint leaving next time im 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 cant 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 cant 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 cant 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 Kool im so grateful for this life of mine the ones i did not thank i will some other time (chorus)...
Psycho female blowin up the phone line You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time I've been slammed with some bad luck Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck And now you duck duck goose, I'm lettin' loose With the thirty odd freestyle Labeled hostile by my profile Must be all the madness You and all your tactics Jonesin for my cash Got to make them pockets super phat Hey I'm a humble man Kicking out the jams like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business What's with all the business I get paid to take the microphone and slay the stage Stay away from all the bros. in my band And all the fans and All my friends is when the cash is coming in Or i'll be slammin them balls to the wall With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all No 9 to 5, I'll still survive I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ That's all we need, another bad seed Planted on this earth motivated by greed You wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting Boy you wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so...stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't even know All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi Far from suicidal Still I get them tendencies Bringing back them memories That I really miss when I reminisce Rocking back in the '80's live My attitude to do or die Once I was a maggot, now I'm just super fly Bound for the boundaries No limits G Phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny Your style's in my pocket Proclaimed to regain that essence Pressin cause i'm hostile labeled by my profile In deed I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed You wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting Boy you wanna play that game bitch You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so...stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't even know Aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch Diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin' so deep for that green All I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head I got a little problem, just one question, beyatch Why, why you wanna be like that Why, why you gotta be like that You wanna be like that Why, why you wanna be like that - (2x) Why, why you gotta be like that Why, why you wanna be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that Why, why you gotta be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be Why, why, why, you wanna be like that Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business you fucking whore Stuck on yourself, you are You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting Stuck on yourself, you whore You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so...stuck Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't even know Live on tape beyatch, don't fuck with
Track 14: “The Truth” su ultimo video.
You can’t sleep, you’re restless And slightly obsessed with falling too deep in malfunction You’re a virus whose intention is fucking up something You’re a crater on the face of a problem much greater It’s the violence or lack there of control, body and soul, digging a hole Is the blood stainless? Enjoy the pain accepting the grief Are you finished? Dumb fucking question don’t let yourself fall asleep Resurrect the intention once your invention is now mass produced Imagine the insults a blessing Imagine accepting the truth
chorus: Imagine accepting the truth
The pendulums swinging hypnosis is talking control now you linger On a shadow of doubt, have you really figured what you’re all about? Don’t trust your instincts, just open the chambers where you keep your darkest regrets, All the things you’ve done wrong, rebellious at heart all along Is your leader a voice? Somehow you replaced all your gain with a debt Now the payback’s a bitch, why owe your life to a bitch? Absolutely pathetic, and regret it when told you are made of mistakes Imagine the insults a blessing Imagine accepting the truth
chorus
Now speak to you leader Now speak to you leader Your Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name Deliver us from evil, deliver us from evil Your Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name Deliver us from evil, deliver us from evil Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name Deliver me from evil, deliver me from evil Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name Deliver me from evil, deliver me from evil
Imagine accepting the truth
chorus
+Buscando en tiendas virtuales, veo que la fecha dice que salió a la venta el 12 de mayo 2008. Si llega por estos rumbos lo conseguire... kmara!!!
