Livin' It Up Lyrics

this is dedicated to you ben stiller 
you are my favorite mother fucker 
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, chocolate starfish 
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 
rock’in 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 millenium dum ditty dum, 
where’s it coming from mrs 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
i’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up, 
not givin’ a fuck 
livin’ life in the fast lane 
another crazy mother fucker livin’ it up, 
not givin’ a fuck 
life in the fast lane 
take two (why) 
now who’s the starsucker? 
i’m the starfish, you silly mother fucker 
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’ mums 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 
i’m just a crazy mother fucker livin’ it up,
not givin’ a fuck livin’ 
life in the fast lane 
another crazy mother fucker 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, we gotta get it out 
we gotta get it out, we gotta get it out
and i’m a get it out 
with a mother fuckin’ 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 mother fucker 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 mother fucker livin’ it up, 
not givin’ a fuck 
livin’ life in the fast lane 
another crazy mother fucker livin’ it up, 
not givin’ a fuck 
in the fast lane