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Pollution by Limp Bizkit
Pollution
Tuning: E A D G B E
Intro-
C#|------------------------------------|
G#|------------------------------------|
B |------------------------------------|
E |------------------------------------| x2
F#|------------------------------------|
C#|-2--0--3--0-0—2-0--2-2-0-0-3--0-0-2-|
Chorus 1-
C#|------------------------------------|
G#|------------------------------------|
B |------------------------------------|
E |-4-----5------4----4-4-----5------4-| x2
F#|-4-----5------4----4-4-----5------4-|
C#|-2--0--3--0-0—2-0--2-2-0-0-3--0-0-2-|
Chorus 2-
C#|-----------------------------------------|
G#|-----------------------------------------|
B |-5/4------------------5/4----------------|
E |-----------5------4-------------5------4-| x2
F#|-3/2-------5------4---3/2-------5------4-|
C#|------0-0--3--0-0-2-0------0-0--3--0-0-2-|
Pre Verse 1- play with wah pedal, toe up
C#|------------------|
G#|------------------|
B |------------------|
E |------------------| x1
F#|------------------|
C#|-2--0--3--0-0—2-0-|
Verse 1
C#|--------------------------------------|
G#|--------------------------------------|
B |--------------------------------------|
E |--------------------------------------| x4
F#|--------------------------------------|
C#|-2-2-0-0-3--0-0-2-0--2-2-0-0-3--0-0-2-|
PM.......................................
Pre Chorus
C#|--------------------------------------------------|
G#|--------------------------------------------------|
B |--------------------------------------------------|
E |-8-8-8-------9------8--------8-8-8-------9------8-| x2
F#|-8-8-8-------9------8--------8-8-8-------9------8-|
C#|-6-6-6--0-0--7--0-0-6-0-0-0--6-6-6--0-0--7--0-0-6-|
Chorus 1 x2
Chorus 2 x2
Pre Verse 2-
C#|--------------------------------------|
G#|--------------------------------------|
B |--------------------------------------|
E |--------------------------------------| x1
F#|--------------------------------------|
C#|-2--0--3--0-0-2-0--2-2-0-0-3--0-0-2-0-|
Verse 2- play with wah
C#|----------------------------------|
G#|----------------------------------|
B |-11-9--12-9--11-9--11-9--12-9--11-|
E |----------------------------------| x4
F#|-9--7--10-7--9--7--9--7--10-7--9--|
C#|----------------------------------|
+- +- +- +- +- +- +- +- +- +- +-
Pre Chorus 2- played very fast
C#|------------------|
G#|------------------|
B |------------------|
E |------------------| x4
F#|------------------|
C#|-6007006007006070-|
Chorus 1 x2
Chorus 2 x2
Bridge Part 1
C#|---------------------|
G#|---------------------|
B |---------------------|
E |-------5-4-------5-4-| x2
F#|-7-6---------7-6-----|
C#|---------------------|
Bridge Part 2
C#|-----------------------|
G#|-----------------------|
B |-----------4---------4-|
E |-------5-4-------5-4---| x2
F#|-7-6---------7-6-------|
C#|-----------------------|
Bridge Part 3
C#|------------------------------------|
G#|------------------------------------|
B |------------------------------------|
E |-4------5-4----8-------4---5-4----8-| x4
F#|-4------5-4----8-------4---5-4----8-|
C#|-2-0-xx-3-2-xx-6-xx-xx-2-0-3-2-xx-6-|
Pre Chorus 2 x4
Chorus 1 x4
Bridge Part 3 x4
Come on fool
Aw...aw...aw drop that shit
Straight comin' at ya, punk
The greatest side is critical when digging on my concept
Rhythms keep on building like smoke
Got'cha running from the law
Maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle
Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile
Style's bound to the sky lines
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Choking on my fly rhymes
You need the Heimlich maneuver
This ain't no joke
You're gonna choke
When I'm swinging it to ya
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Breaker, breaker one nine, spitting out that skill
Suicidal punk let me know you're real
I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line
Now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind
So if you're crossing over, let me know you're real
Put a flex on your neck now you get the feel
I rumble like the thunder
Now you're going under
I wonder what the fuck is even going down
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringing on the pain
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
So when they tell 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 beat back
And when they tell us to shut the fuck up
I'm gonna bring that beat back
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Aw, aw, aw gonna bring that beat back...instead I keep that grip real
Tight
I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back
[right here Fred says a bunch of stuff that I'll figure out someday]
Back [repeated several times]
(Fred shut up, alright)
(this is me telling you to shut up...shut up)
(Fred, shut the fuck up)
Back to the top
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version 2
Palm Mute=*
Pinch Harmonics=#
On the repeat after Riff 2, add Pinch Harmonics to Riff 1a.
Riff 1a
C#-||-----------------------------------------------------------||
C#-||-----------------------------------------------------------||
G#-||*---------------------------------------------------------*||
E--||*---------------------------------------------------------*||
B--||-----------------------------------------------------------||
F#-||-----------------------------------------------------------||
C#-||---2~~~--0--3-----0--0--2--0--0--2~~~--0--3-----0--0--2^---||
Riff 1b
C#-||-----------------------------------------------------||
C#-||-----------------------------------------------------||
G#-||*---------------------------------------------------*||
E--||*---------------------------------------------------*||
B--||---4--------5--------4--------4--------5--------4----||
F#-||---4--------5--------4--------4--------5--------4----||
C#-||---2-----0--3--0--0--2--0--0--2-----0--3--0--0--2^---||
Riff 2
C#-||---------------------------------------||
C#-||---------------------------------------||
G#-||*-------------------------------------*||
E--||*-------------------------------------*||
B--||---------------------------------------||
F#-||---------------------------------------||
C#-||---2--x--x--x--3^--x--2--2--x--x--3^---||
* * * * * * * *
Riff 3
C#-------------------------------------------------------||
C#-------------------------------------------------------||
G#------------------------------------------------------*||
E---3--3--3-----4-----3--------3--3--3-----4--------3---*||
B---3--3--3--2--4--2--3--\--2--3--3--3--2--4--2--2--3----||
F#--1--1--1--2--2--2--1--\--2--1--1--1--2--2--2--2--1^---||
C#-----------0-----0--------0-----------0-----0--0-------||
Riff 4/Interlude; w/Flanger with all the knobs turned to the right.
C#-||----------------------||
C#-||----------------------||
G#-||*--------------------*||
E--||*--2--1--------5--4--*||
B--||----------------------||
F#-||----------------------||
C#-||----------------------||
Riff 4a/Interlude
C#-||-------------------------------------------------||
C#-||-------------------------------------------------||
G#-||*--------------------3-----------------------3--*||
E--||*--2--1--------5--4--------2--1--------5--4-----*||
B--||-------------------------------------------------||
F#-||-------------------------------------------------||
C#-||-------------------------------------------------||
Riff 5
C#-||----------------------------------------------------------------||
C#-||----------------------------------------------------------------||
G#-||*--------------------------------------------------------------*||
E--||*--------------------------------------------------------------*||
B--||---2--1--x--x-----------3--x--x----x--x--2--1-----------3--x--x-||
F#-||---2--1--x--x--5--4-----1--x--x----x--x--2--1--5--4-----1--x--x-||
C#-||---0--0--x--x--3--2--0-------------x--x--0--0--3--2--------x--x-||
Come on fool
Aw...aw...aw drop that shit
Straight comin' at ya, punk
The greatest side is critical when digging on my concept
Rhythms keep on building like smoke
Got'cha running from the law
Maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle
Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile
Style's bound to the sky lines
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Choking on my fly rhymes
You need the Heimlich maneuver
This ain't no joke
You're gonna choke
When I'm swinging it to ya
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Breaker, breaker one nine, spitting out that skill
Suicidal punk let me know you're real
I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line
Now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind
So if you're crossing over, let me know you're real
Put a flex on your neck now you get the feel
I rumble like the thunder
Now you're going under
I wonder what the fuck is even going down
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringing on the pain
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
So when they tell 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 beat back
And when they tell us to shut the fuck up
I'm gonna bring that beat back
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Aw, aw, aw gonna bring that beat back...instead I keep that grip real
Tight
I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back
[right here Fred says a bunch of stuff that I'll figure out someday]
Back [repeated several times]
(Fred shut up, alright)
(this is me telling you to shut up...shut up)
(Fred, shut the fuck up)
Back to the top
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version 3
Wes uses standard tuning 2 steps down as so:(From low string to high)
C# F# B E G# C#
the music is written for a 7 string guitar but this works perfectly well on a normal 6-string.
For the first part just pick scrape really slow down the string.
For this bit use the edge of the pick to make a scratchy sound as you are playing:
INTRO/VERSE 1
C#---------------------------------------------------
G#---------------------------------------------------
E---------------------------------------------------
B---------------------------------------------------
F#---------------------------------------------------
C#--2--0--3b1/4--r0-0-2-0-0-2--0--3b1/4-0-0-2
EEOOOOOORRRRRRRRR!!
CHORUS play this x4 every time the word CHORUS appears
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--4--2--5-----4-----4--2--5-----4------------------
--4--2--5-----4-----4--2--5-----4------------------
--2--0--3-0-0-2-0-0-2--0--3-0-0-2------------------
NOW PLAY THE INTRO AGAIN ON A CLEAN TONE
to criticize is critical when diggin in my concept rythams keep buildin' on a small got you runnin from the law maybe its that low end
smothered with the free-style maybe its the thought of being on the bottom of the pile style style to the skylines keep em on them sidelines
chokin on my fly rhymes you need the heimlich manouver this aint no joke ya gonna choke when im singin it to ya
PRE-CHORUS
B --8-8-8-0--9------8---------
F#--8-8-8-0--9------8---------
C#--6-6-6-0--7--0-0-6-0-------
When do you decide? let me know when youre mine WHEN DO YOU DECIIIIIIDE
CHORUS (you know it an if you dont its at the top)
I'll probly never understand
POOLLUUUUTTTTIOONN
You preach the noise about the words that you dont wanna hear
PPOOOOLUUUUTIION
I keep on the mic when i spill
POOOLLUUUUUUTION
You preach the noise about the words that you dont wanna hear
POOOLLLLUUUTIOOOON
I keep that grip real tight
VERSE 2 ADD SOME WAH FOR EFFECT
F#---2--0--3--0-0-2--0-0-0-2--0--3--0-0-2--
C#---2--0--3--0-0-2--0-0-0-2--0--3--0-0-2--
breaker breaker 1 9 spittin out those skills suicidal punk lemme know ya real walkin on a thin line with the stick face slime stuck with
the flow runnin through ya mind so if ya crossin over lemme know ya real from the flex of ya kneck know ya got da feel im rappin like the
thunder so if ya goin under make you wonder why the fuck ya see me goin' down down listen to them stereotype when they complain i cant refrain
from bringin on the pain
PRE CHORUS
CHORUS
PRE OUTRO
B -------5-4--------5-4-----
F#--7-6--------7-6----------
C#--0-0--0-0---0-0--0-0-----
when they tell me to turn down the volume
" the bass
" that vocal
" to shut the F**CK UUUPP!!
IM GONNA BRING THAT BEAT BACK
OUTRO
B --2--1-xx---------3-x-x-x-x 2-1-----xx-3
F#--2--1-xx--5-4-xx-1-x-x-x-x-2-1-5-4-xx-1
C#-------xx--3-2-xx---x-x-x-x-----3-2-xx--
yeah im gonna bring that beat back
YOU DRAAAAAAGG im gonna BRING THAT BEAT BACK!!!!
END OF OUTRO
B --2-1-x-----x-2-2-x------
F#--2-1-x-5-4-x-2-1-x-0--0-
C#------x-3-2-x-----x-0--0-
Come on fool
Aw...aw...aw drop that shit
Straight comin' at ya, punk
The greatest side is critical when digging on my concept
Rhythms keep on building like smoke
Got'cha running from the law
Maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle
Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile
Style's bound to the sky lines
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Choking on my fly rhymes
You need the Heimlich maneuver
This ain't no joke
You're gonna choke
When I'm swinging it to ya
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Breaker, breaker one nine, spitting out that skill
Suicidal punk let me know you're real
I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line
Now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind
So if you're crossing over, let me know you're real
Put a flex on your neck now you get the feel
I rumble like the thunder
Now you're going under
I wonder what the fuck is even going down
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringing on the pain
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
So when they tell 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 beat back
And when they tell us to shut the fuck up
I'm gonna bring that beat back
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Aw, aw, aw gonna bring that beat back...instead I keep that grip real
Tight
I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back
[right here Fred says a bunch of stuff that I'll figure out someday]
Back [repeated several times]
(Fred shut up, alright)
(this is me telling you to shut up...shut up)
(Fred, shut the fuck up)
Back to the top
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version 4
THIS SONG IS IN DROP-D TUNING(TUNE LOW E TO D)AND TUNED DOWN 1/2 STEP!
e:-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B:----------------------------------------------------------------|
G:----------------------------------------------------------------|
D:---2--2--0--3--3--0--2--1--0----2--2--0--3--3--0--2-----| BEND LAST NOTE
A:---2--2--0--3--3--0--2--1--0----2--2--0--3--3--0--2-----| UP 1/2
D:----------------------------------------------------------------|
e:--------------------------------------------|
B:--------------------------------------------| USE THIS FOR CHORUS AND PICK
G:--------------------------------------------| MUTE WHEN HE SINGS THE VERSE
D:--2--0--3--0--2--1--0--2--0--3--0--2--|
A:--2--0--3--0--2--1--0--2--0--3--0--2--|
D:--2--0--3--0--2--1--0--2--0--3--0--2--|
Come on fool
Aw...aw...aw drop that shit
Straight comin' at ya, punk
The greatest side is critical when digging on my concept
Rhythms keep on building like smoke
Got'cha running from the law
Maybe it's that low end smothered with the freestyle
Maybe it's the thought of being on the bottom of the pile
Style's bound to the sky lines
Keep 'em on the sidelines
Choking on my fly rhymes
You need the Heimlich maneuver
This ain't no joke
You're gonna choke
When I'm swinging it to ya
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Breaker, breaker one nine, spitting out that skill
Suicidal punk let me know you're real
I'm walking on a thin line with the sticky bass line
Now you're stuck with the flow running through your mind
So if you're crossing over, let me know you're real
Put a flex on your neck now you get the feel
I rumble like the thunder
Now you're going under
I wonder what the fuck is even going down
I listen to 'em stereotype and then complain
I can't refrain from bringing on the pain
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
So when they tell 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 beat back
And when they tell us to shut the fuck up
I'm gonna bring that beat back
When do you decide (you decide)
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 want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep the grip tight on the mic spill
Pollution, you preach the noise about the words that you don't want to
Hear
Pollution, I keep that grip real tight
Aw, aw, aw gonna bring that beat back...instead I keep that grip real
Tight
I'm gonna bring that beat back
I'm gonna bring that beat back
[right here Fred says a bunch of stuff that I'll figure out someday]
Back [repeated several times]
(Fred shut up, alright)
(this is me telling you to shut up...shut up)
(Fred, shut the fuck up)
Back to the top
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