Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit. You're freakin' me out you wear a mask. Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit. You're freakin' me out you wear a fake.
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit. You're freakin' me out you wear a mask. Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit. You're freakin' me out you wear a fake.
Clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk, clunk. . Hey mister, elevate that mic into a blister. You might need to rest up or pump that chest up. Because that mental is fading, ego you over played it.
Are you ready baby?. Are you ready?. Then get the fuck up. . Let me hear some noise. Theres definitely not enough people on the fucking floor. Theres definitely not enough people on the fucking floor.
Looks like I'm 'a do everything myself. Maybe I could use some help. But hell, you want something done right. You gotta do it yourself. . Maybe life is up and down.
This pain, this pain. In my stomach, won't go away. I assume, this is punishment. From all the mistakes, I've made. . In a world, where my actions speak louder than words.
Bring it on. . Fame, you're claimin'. Is the top of the world. But this stage, I'm claimin'. Is the top of the world. And love, I'm feelin'. When you people connect.
Backstabber!. Two-faced! Low lives!. It's time to step up to the plate!. A one two, a one two, a one two. What the fuck ya gonna do?. . You know I see right through you.
Phsyco female blowin' up the phone line. You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time. I've been slammed with some bad luck. Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck.
I've seen your campus. And thinking I've been there before. You know something, I live. In this pig pen and this filthy pig pit next door. . Another stench of my aroma.
It's not my mind. It's not my mind. It's not my mind. It's not my mind. It's not my mind. It's not my mind. Yo J. And I get a little bit. . Your veins flow with poison, please acknowledge my present.
Mellow out. Bitch. Lay low. Lay. . I thought I knew ya, trook the time to throw my love into ya. Screw ya, 'coz now you got me sittin' in the sewer. I'm through with all them roller coaster rides.
Keepin' it real world wide baby. Limp Bizkits in the house so bring it on. I'd like to dedicate this song to you. For makin' my dreams come true for the millinum.
Come on fool what's up. Got that shit. Straight comin' at ya, punk. . To criticize is critical when digging on my concept. Rhythms keep on building like a smog got'cha running from the law.
Shut up!. No way. . I'm so sick of them deadlines. I understand why them maniacs hittin' them headlines. And even though I don't know ya. Through my lyrics I'll show ya, the sanity's over.
Went too fast, way too soon. I feel disgusted and you should too. Its no good when all that's left is the sex. The sex. . Sex has become all I know about you.
Who can be the boss?. Look up to the cross. Stranded in the land of the lost. Standin up, I'm sideways. I'm blazin' up the path. Runnin on the highways of rap.
Who can be the boss?. Look up to the cross. Stranded in the land of the lost. Standin up, I'm sideways. I'm blazin' up the path. Runnin on the highways of rap.
Check out, check out. Check out, check out my melody. Limp Bizkit, bring it on. . Special, you think you're special. You do, I can see it in your eyes.
Check out, check out. Check out, check out my melody. Limp Bizkit, bring it on. . Special, you think you're special. You do, I can see it in your eyes.