The Unquestionable Truth, Pt. 1
Bizkit Limp lyrics
Bizkit Limp lyrics
"Stuck Lyrics"
He's So Unusual Lyrics
You talk of sweeties bashful sweeties I've got one of those Oh he's handsome as can be But he worries me He goes to college And gathers knowledge Oo, what that boy knows He's up in his Latin and Greek But in his chicin' he's weak cause, When I want some lovin' And I gotta have some lovin' He says please stop it please
Psycho 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 and now you duck duck goose
I'm lettin' loose with the thirty odd freestyle labeled hostile by my profile
must be all the madness you and all your tactics jonesin for my cash
got to make them pockets super phat
hey I'm a humble man kicking out the jams
like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp
to this business what's with all the business
I get paid to take the microphone
and slay the stage stay away from all the bros. in my band
and all the fans and all my friends
is when the cash is coming in or
i'll be slammin them balls
and the yes, yes y'all no 9 to 5, I'll still survive
I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ that's all we need
another bad seed planted on this earth motivated by greed
{chorus}
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting boy
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck
you're so...stuck stuck
deep down in that hole again
stuck you got your brain on my green again stuck
you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head
you don't even know all I wanted was a Pepsi,
just one Pepsi far from suicidal still
I get them tendencies bringing back them memories
that
why you wanna be like that,
why the fuck you wanna be like that why,
why you gotta be like that,
why the fuck you wanna be like that why, why, why, why, why you gotta be why,
why, why,
you wanna be like that why, why, why
you gotta dig in my business you fucking whore
stuck on yourself, you are you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting
stuck on yourself, you whore you take a dash for my cash,
it's your ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck, you're so...
stuck stuck deep down in that hole again,
stuck you got your brain on my green again
stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so
stuck in your head you don't even know live on tape beyatch,
don't fuck with us
You talk of sweeties bashful sweeties I've got one of those Oh he's handsome as can be But he worries me He goes to college And gathers knowledge Oo, what that boy knows He's up in his Latin and Greek But in his chicin' he's weak cause, When I want some lovin' And I gotta have some lovin' He says please stop it please
Psycho 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 and now you duck duck goose
I'm lettin' loose with the thirty odd freestyle labeled hostile by my profile
must be all the madness you and all your tactics jonesin for my cash
got to make them pockets super phat
hey I'm a humble man kicking out the jams
like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp
to this business what's with all the business
I get paid to take the microphone
and slay the stage stay away from all the bros. in my band
and all the fans and all my friends
is when the cash is coming in or
i'll be slammin them balls
Cage Lyrics
I'm dozing into cage of hate My clay's reposing somewhere near The sleepy wadding blocked up access To door outside. I adjure to deliver Oh let me see the ray of light Let me fawn on, me and my fever My bars so stout, my eyes so blind The only thing I've - (my) clingy fear I have no chance To be awoken Even if I'll die I'm given lies
to the wall with the ink on my fleshI'm dozing into cage of hate My clay's reposing somewhere near The sleepy wadding blocked up access To door outside. I adjure to deliver Oh let me see the ray of light Let me fawn on, me and my fever My bars so stout, my eyes so blind The only thing I've - (my) clingy fear I have no chance To be awoken Even if I'll die I'm given lies
and the yes, yes y'all no 9 to 5, I'll still survive
I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ that's all we need
another bad seed planted on this earth motivated by greed
{chorus}
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting boy
you wanna play that game bitch you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck
you're so...stuck stuck
deep down in that hole again
stuck you got your brain on my green again stuck
you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head
you don't even know all I wanted was a Pepsi,
just one Pepsi far from suicidal still
I get them tendencies bringing back them memories
that
So High Lyrics
f/ Krayzie Bone, Layzie Bone [Krayzie] Roll another one Roll another one Roll another one Pass the blunt We be fiendin' for sticky weed, man... Roll another one Roll another one Roll another one Pass the blunt, niggaI really miss when I reminisce
rocking back in the '80's live my attitude to do or die once I was a maggot
now I'm just super fly bound for the boundaries
no limits G phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
your style's in my pocket proclaimed to regain that essence pressin cause
i'm hostile labeled by my profile in deed I am I am indeed hostile when it
comes to greed {chorus} aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch
diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin'
so deep for that green
all I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head
I got a little problem,
just one question,
beyatch
why, why you wanna be like that why,
why you gotta be like that
you wanna be like that why, why you wanna be like that - 2x why,El Swing De La Vinateria Lyrics
Disculpame meastro y perdoname la interrupcion Pero me tienes que vender un fuego que contenga ron Ya se que hoy hay ley seca y que esta prohibido Pero un favor te pido Sacar un vidrio de ron para mi reventon Tengo a mis cuates esperando y la luz dispuesta Y las ninfulas que fueron ya estan bien puestas Y no voy a volver sin ron Nomas
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why you gotta be like that why,f/ Krayzie Bone, Layzie Bone [Krayzie] Roll another one Roll another one Roll another one Pass the blunt We be fiendin' for sticky weed, man... Roll another one Roll another one Roll another one Pass the blunt, nigga
rocking back in the '80's live my attitude to do or die once I was a maggot
now I'm just super fly bound for the boundaries
no limits G phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
your style's in my pocket proclaimed to regain that essence pressin cause
i'm hostile labeled by my profile in deed I am I am indeed hostile when it
comes to greed {chorus} aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch
diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin', diggin'
so deep for that green
all I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head
I got a little problem,
just one question,
beyatch
why, why you wanna be like that why,
why you gotta be like that
you wanna be like that why, why you wanna be like that - 2x why,
Disculpame meastro y perdoname la interrupcion Pero me tienes que vender un fuego que contenga ron Ya se que hoy hay ley seca y que esta prohibido Pero un favor te pido Sacar un vidrio de ron para mi reventon Tengo a mis cuates esperando y la luz dispuesta Y las ninfulas que fueron ya estan bien puestas Y no voy a volver sin ron Nomas
why you wanna be like that,
why the fuck you wanna be like that why,
why you gotta be like that,
why the fuck you wanna be like that why, why, why, why, why you gotta be why,
why, why,
you wanna be like that why, why, why
you gotta dig in my business you fucking whore
stuck on yourself, you are you take a dash for my cash
it's your ass that I'm blasting
stuck on yourself, you whore you take a dash for my cash,
it's your ass that I'm blasting you're bad luck, you're so...
stuck stuck deep down in that hole again,
stuck you got your brain on my green again
stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so
stuck in your head you don't even know live on tape beyatch,
don't fuck with us