متن و پخش آهنگ Out Of Style از Limp Bizkit

متن کامل ترانه Out Of Style با صدای Limp Bizkit

We cannot change the past But we can start today to make a better tomorrow Hit it DJ Lethal Fresh Fresh Fresh (chiggity-check, three, two, one) I've been askin' for somethin' (askin' for somethin') While I'm askin' for nothin' (askin' for nothin') When's it gonna change? Hurts me in a loving kinda way I'ma celebrate, yeah It's time to rock this motherfucker 'cause I'm always out of style (style) Never change my style 'cause my style is kinda fresh You bitches askin' for a sound check, check, one, two, bitch You barely touch the ground, yeah (woo) Choked up on your bounce game, comin' down the mountain Copycats, you lucky that I let you hang around me Check, three, four, Bizkit out there on the bounty In the warzone, got these campers all around me We should be on the same team (same team) On the motherfuckin' same team (same team) If we ain't then we nothing, nothing (woo) Damn, got serious for a second I would say delirious, for the record Lookin' back as a skeptic Why is there a cross hangin' from my necklace? When's it gonna change? Hurts me in a, in a loving kinda way I'ma celebrate, yeah It's time to rock this motherfucker 'cause I'm always out of style (style) Never change my style 'cause my style is kinda fresh You bitches askin' for a sound check, check, one, two, bitch You barely touch the ground, yeah (woo) Choked up on your bounce game, comin' down the mountain Copycats, you lucky that I let you hang around me Check, three, four, Bizkit out there on the bounty In the warzone, got these campers all around me We should be on the same team (same team) On the motherfuckin' same team (same team) If we ain't then we nothing, nothing (We should be on the same team) (On the motherfuckin' same team) (If we ain't then we nothing, nothing) It's time to rock this motherfucker 'cause I'm always out of style (style) Never change my style 'cause my style is kinda fresh You bitches askin' for a sound check, check, one, two, bitch You barely touch the ground, yeah (woo) Choked up on your bounce game, comin' down the mountain Copycats, you lucky that I let you hang around me Check, three, four, Bizkit out there on the bounty In the warzone, got these campers all around me (fresh)