Limp Bizkit - Pollution - аккорды на укулеле

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(DISTORTION ON AFTER "NEVER UNDERSTAND!!!) 
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YOU NEVER UNDERSTAND! PULUTION! 
 
Yeaahh! 
Ah, ah, got that s***. 
Straight comin' at ya. 
 
To criticize is critical when diggin' on my concept 
Rhythms keep on buildin' like a smog. 
Gotcha' runnin' from tha' law. 
Maybe it's that low end smothered with tha' free-style. 
Maybe it's tha' thought of being on the bottom of tha' pile. 
Styles piled to the sky lines. 
Keep 'em on the sidelines 
Chokin' on my fly rhymes. 
You need tha' heimlich maneuver. 
This ain't no joke. 
You're gonna choke 
When I'm singin' it to ya'. 
 
When do you decide? (you decide) 
Then then you can know in your mind. (you decide) 
When do you decide? 
I'll probably never understand! 
Pollution!! 
You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear! 
Pollution!! 
I keep tha' grip real tight on the mic when I spill! 
Pollution!! 
You preach the noise about the words that you don't wanna hear! 
Pollution!! 
I keep tha' grip real tight. 
 
Breaker breaker 1-9 spittin' out that skill. 
Suicidal punk lemme know you're real. 
I'm walkin' on a thin line with a sticky bass line. 
Now you're stuck with tha' flow runnin' through your mind. 
So if you're crossin' over, let me know you're real. 
With them flecks on your neck, now you got the feel. 
I rumble like tha' thunder. 
This time you're goin' under. 
Lemme know then, what the f*** is even going down? 
(down, down, down) 
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain. 
I can't refrain from bringin' on the pain. 
 
When do you decide? (when did you decide) 
To be narrow in your mind. (when did you decide) 
When do you decide!? 
I'll probably never understand! 
Pollution!! 
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! 
Pollution!! 
I keep the grip tight on tha' mic when I spill! 
Pollution!! 
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! 
Pollution!! 
I keep tha' grip real tight, oh. 
 
That's it, that's it. 
 
Somebody told me to turn down that volume. 
I'm gonna bring that beat back. 
And when they tell Sam to turn down that bass, 
I'm gonna bring that beat back. 
And when they tell me to turn down the vocal, 
I'm gonna bring that back. 
And when they tell us to shut tha' f*** up! 
I'M GONNA BRING THAT BEAT BACK!! 
Yeah, gonna bring that beat back! 
Woah, gonna bring that beat back! 
Wahh, gonna bring that beat back! 
You, you, you said, "Bring that beat back!" 
 
When do you decide? 
Then then you can know in your mind. 
When do you decide!!? 
I'll probably never understand! 
Pollution!! 
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! 
Pollution!! 
I keep the grip tight on tha' mic when I spill! 
Pollution!! 
You preach the noise about tha' words that you don't wanna hear! 
Pollution!! 
 
Gonna bring that beat back! 
We're gonna bring that beat back. (Bring it, bring it, 
bring it, bring 
it!) 
I'm gonna bring that beat back, beat back, bring that beat back, 
beat 
back, bring that beat back, bring that! 
So shut tha f*** up 
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, etc... (Fred, shut up 
alright. This is me tellin' you to shut up) 
Bring that f***in' beat back! (Shut up!) you sucker! 
F***in' sucker. 
(Fred, shut tha' f*** up!) Song. 
 
We're done.
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