Lyrics to Livin' It Up
Livin' It Up Video:
(Fast Lane)

This is dedicated to you Ben Stiller.
You are my favorite motherfucker.
I told you, didn't I?

Drama makes the world go around
Does anybody got a problem with that? (yeah)
My business, is my business
Who's guilty, can I get a witness?

First things first,
The chocolate starfish is my man Fred Durst.
Access Hollywood license to kill.
A redneck fucker from Jacksonville.

Bringing on the dumpster fuck
A microphone machete's in the back of my truck
Rocking so steady with the he says, she says
And don't forget about the starfish navigation system

Don't hate me, I'm just an alien.
With 37 tons of new millennium.
Dum ditty dum, where's it coming from?
Misses Aguilera, come and get some.

Oh no, which way to go?
To the dance flow in stewa-stereo
Pay me no mind
I seen the Fight Club, about 28 times

And I'm a keep my pants sagging
Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin'
And I'm a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon
Cause I don't give a fuck livin' life in the fast lane

(In the fast lane)

I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane.

(In the fast lane)

Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck life in the fast lane.

Take two (Hoo-wah!)
Now who's the starsucker?
I'm the starfish, you silly motherfucker
Puff puff give, the marijuana cig oops,
I don't even smoke, but I love the way it smells.

Here's a toast to the females,
Sippin' mum's champagne from a seashell
I take a counterfeit, and pop his ass like a zit
With starfish navigation system

No cheap thrills baby
Fill the briefcase with three dollar bills
I'm just an ordinary run of the mill.
Fella spittin' out hella mic skills.

And I'm a keep my pants sagging
Keep a skateboard, a spray can for the taggin'
And I'm a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon
Cause I don't give a fuck livin' life in the fast lane.

(In the fast lane)

I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane

(In the fast lane)

Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane

Cause it's so easy to tell a lie
And it's so easy to run and hide
But it's not easy to be alive
So don't be wasting none of my time!!

This world is like a cage
And I don't think it's fair
And I don't even think that anybody cares

It'll eat a hole (what)
Down inside of me (what)
And it will leave a scar (what)
Can anybody see (what)

That we gotta get it out (gotta get it out)
We gotta get it out (gotta get it out)
We gotta get it out (gotta get it out)

And I'ma get it out
With a motherfuckin' microphone
Plug it in my soul
I'm a renegade riot
Gettin' out of control
I'm a keepin' it alive
And continue to be flying like an eagle
To my destiny

So can you feel me?, (Hell yeah!)
Can you feel me?, (hell yeah!)
Can you feel me?, (hell yeah!)

If you feel me motherfucker then you say, (hell yeah!)
Then you say, (hell yeah!)
Then you say, hell yeah I'm livin' life in the fast lane!

Cause it's so easy to tell a lie
And it's so easy to run and hide
But it's not easy to be alive
So don't be wasting none of my time!!

Yeah, bring it on

I'm just a crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck livin' life in the fast lane

(In the fast lane)

Another crazy motherfucker livin' it up,
Not givin' a fuck in the fast lane
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