What you're gonna do when you're sitting all alone
In your empty ass home with the motherfucking sawed-off
Pop off the rock ship, pop pop pop off the rock ship!
What you're gonna do when you're sitting all alone
In your empty ass home with the motherfucking sawed-off
Pop off the rock ship, pop pop pop off the rock ship!

My nose is running like me from the police
It's been three weeks and I ain't got no sleep (no sleep)
Now I'm chilling where the players and the hoes be (hoes be)
With two broke ass hands trying to roll weed
All because I pop pop pop off the rock ship
You might know a lot of things, baby, not this!
And I'll do it all again for you, watch this
As I limp my ass back to the cockpit
(C'mon) Now start it up, (c'mon) let the engine roar
And all the people in the moshpit scream for more!
(Yeah!) They scream for more! (Yeah!) So light it up
'Cause the way we live our lives seems right to us

Let me tell you people what you need to know
You've gotta plant a lot of seeds for your weed to grow
You've also gotta know when you need to run
You hear that, that's the sound of a shotgun!

Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
In my neighborhood, everybody got one!
Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
In my neighborhood, everybody got one!
Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
In my neighborhood, everybody got one!
Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
Yeah in my neighborhood, everybody's got one!

What you're gonna do when you're sitting all alone
In your empty ass home with the motherfucking sawed-off
Pop off the rock ship, pop pop pop off the rock ship!
What you're gonna do when you're sitting all alone
In your empty ass home with the motherfucking sawed-off
Pop off the rock ship, pop pop pop off the rock ship!

Woke up in the morning in the county jail
And I can't remember yesterday that well
Hell I, can't remember when I slept that well
I told this girl I've been fuckin' to get my bail
'Cause I pop pop pop off the rock ship
You probably heard it all before, baby, not this! (Woah)
Here's the shout to you ladies with the hot tits (woah)
Courtesy of Limp Bizkit on some rock shit
(C'mon) Now here we go, (c'mon) start it up!
Should I remind you motherfuckers that I don't give a fuck
(Hell no) I never have, (hell yeah) I never will
And I will always understand how the haters feel

Let me tell you people what you need to know
You've gotta plant a lot of seeds for your weed to grow
You've also gotta know when you need to run
You hear that, that's the sound of a shotgun!

Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
In my neighborhood, everybody got one!
Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
In my neighborhood, everybody got one!
Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
In my neighborhood, everybody got one!
Everybody jumps from the sound of the shotgun
Yeah in my neighborhood, everybody's got one!

Everybody's got one!

Pop off the rock ship
Pop pop pop off the rock ship
Pop off the rock ship
Pop pop pop off the rock ship

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): John Everett Otto, Samuel Robert Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst