Dj... Premier.... . [Fred Durst]. Uh uh uh. Who could 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.
Blue sky, devil eye. Cyanide, suicide. Double down, let it ride. Lose your money. Bruise your pride. Easy come, easy went. Ghetto slums tenements. Things look real, Old Testament.
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.