1.Break Stuff
It's just one of those days when you don't wanna wake up.
Everything is FUCKED! Everybody SUCKS!
You don't really know why, but you wanna justify...
Rippin' someone's head off!
No human contact. And if you interact,
Your life is on contract.
Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker.
IT'S JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS!
It's all about the he says, she says bull shit.
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip.
OR YOU'LL BE LEAVIN' WITH A FAT LIP!
It's all about the he says, she says bull shit.
I think you better quit talkin' that shit.
It's just one of those days, feelin like a freight train.
First one to complain leaves with a bloodstain.
Damn right, I'm a mainiac, you better watch your back...
Cuz I'm fuckin' up your program.
And then you're stuck up. You just lucked up,
Next in line to get fucked up.
Your best bet is to stay away, motherfucker.
IT'S JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS!
It's all about the he says, she says bull shit.
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip.
OR YOU'LL BE LEAVIN' WITH A FAT LIP!
It's all about the he says, she says bull shit.
I think you better quit talkin' that shit, punk.
SO COME AND GET IT!
I feel like shit...
My suggestion is to keep your distance,
Cuz right now I'm dangerous.
We've all felt like shit,
And been treated like shit.
All those motherfuckers that wanna step up.
I hope you know I pack a chainsaw.
I'll skin your ass raw.
And if my day keeps goin this way I just might...
Break something tonight.
I pack a chainsaw.
I'll skin your ass raw.
And if my day keeps goin this way I just might...
Break something tonight.
I pack a chainsaw.
I'll skin your ass raw.
And if my day keeps goin this way I just might...
BREAK YOUR FUCKIN' FACE TONIGHT!!!
GIMME SOMETHIN TO BREAK!!!
GIMME SOMETHIN TO BREAK!!!
GIMME SOMETHIN TO BREAK!!!
HOW BOUT YOUR FUCKIN' FACE？!
I HOPE YOU KNOW I PACK A CHAINSAW! (What？!)
A CHAINSAW! (What？!)
A MOTHERFUCKIN' CHAINSAW (What？!)...
SO COME AND GET IT!
It's all about the he says, she says bull shit.
I think you better quit lettin' shit slip.
OR YOU'LL BE LEAVIN WITH A FAT LIP!
It's all about the he says, she says bull shit.
I think you better quit talkin' that shit, punk.
SO COME AND GET IT!
2.Crushed
It's Limp Bizkit!
And this is how we learn.
You can't talk to me.
You're not supposed to be, in my face. (Get the fuck outta my
face!).
Why do you insist, you gotta talk that shit,
You gotta keep that dog ass breath, all up in my face.
I remember when, you would never lie to a friend.
Cause you were so high, you were so shy, you were so fucked up
anyway.
Life keeps on tickin', tickin', tickin' into the future.
Cause this is how we learn.
(chorus)
Somebody better stop me.
Or at least stop this beat,
Before we start gettin' out of hand.
Cause this is how we learn.
And this is how we (burn).
Somebody better stop me,
Or at least stop this beat,
Before we start gettin' out of hand.
Cause this is how we learn.
And this is how we (burn).
You can't erase me.
I'm alive as I can be, in your face.
(So get the fuck outta my face!)
Why you insist, it's gotta turn out like this,
It's gotta burn out like this all up in my face.
I remember how, you said you want it all and you want it now.
Cause you were so young, you were so dumb,
You were so fucked up anyway.
Life keeps on tickin', tickin' tickin' into the future.
Cause this is how we learn.
(chorus)
Think about it.
Think about it.
Oh my! Where you at？
Come on.
I know you're feeling it baby.
I know you're feeling it.
Come on.
Bring the beat baby (repeated 4x).
I said this is how it should be done.
This is how it should be done.
Cause my style, is identical to none.
Outta here!
I'm gettin' the hell outta here.
Limp Bizkit style.
Hey Lethal, wait up.
3.N 2 Gether Now
D.J...Premier
Who could be the boss？
Hook em to the cross. Stranded,
In the land of the lost.
Standin up, I'm sideways.
I'm blazin up the path on and off the highways a rap.
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal.
Lotta stamps and brands, we like a bar code.
I'm dashin all the media strikes that keep the media dykes...
As reinforcement for the fight.
And that alone'll keep John Gotti on the phone.
I'm tangled in the zone, I got the Bees on the track.
Where the fuck you at？ Tical!
Lemme hear you pigeons run your mouth now. Shut the fuck up!
I'm pluggin in them social skills that keep my total bills
Above a million the last time I checked it.
Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that'll wreck it.
Wait until the second round to knock 'em out.
They call me Big John Stud, my middle name Mud.
Dirty water flow, too much for you, thugs
That can't stand the flood. What up doc？
Hold big guns like Elmer Fudd the show stop.
Mister met I'm unplugged, learn.
Temperature's too hot for sunblock, burn.
Playin with minds'll get you stay time.
Locked behind 12 bars from a great mine.
Killa Bees in the club with this ladybug.
Brought a sword to the dance floor to cut 'er up...love is love.
All day till they throw slug, and take another life in cold
blood.
Can't feel me？ Till it's yo blood.
Murder is tremendous, crime is endless.
Same shit everyday, Father, forgive us.
They know not what they do, all praise is due.
I'm big like E-Z, ya big bamboo.
What's that, I didn't hear you？ Shut the fuck up!
Come on, a little louder. Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether now. Shut the fuck up!
Wha？ Shut the fuck up!
Huh？ Just shut the fuck up!
What's that, I didn't hear you？ Shut the fuck up!
Come on, a little louder. Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether now. Shut the fuck up!
Wha？ Shut the fuck up!
Huh？ Just shut the fuck up!
Head strong, deckhorn, dead right, dawg.
Dead weight, they're dead wrong, let's get it on.
12 rounds of throw-down, who hold crown.
Protect land with 4-pound, Limp Bizkit.
Get around like merry-go, bust a scenario.
Comin through your stereo. Aaaah! Why risk it？
Lifestyles of the pro Limp thinkin gifted.
Aint essential vitamins and minerals delicious？
Word on the street is...they bit my thesis.
Knocked out they front teefes. Tryin to taste mine.
Actin like they heard through the grapevine.
Dope-fiendin for the base line. Tube of eyebrow{？？？}
Pharmecuticals, hard as nails on the cubical.
Where'd you find that monster？ She beautiful.
Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) roll on the set.
Kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, and inject.
Mic check, so what's it all about？
Where we gonna run？ Maybe we can meet up on the sun.
Discretion is advised for the blood of virgin eyes. ＜＜＜＜(Thank
you, Shea)
We're limpin on the track with the Method, so get the sunblock.
(Sunblock, haha)
You're gettin one shot. Until you dissolve,
I revolve around everything you got.
From outta nowhere, be fair, you be blinded by the glare.
I told you not to stare, now you're turned into stone.
Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in the zone.
So shut the fuck up!
And take that shit back, cuz all your shit's wack. Dil-dil with
dil-dil.
When it's weighed out like that. Burnin up your brain like a
piston.
So all those who didn't listen, never even knew what they were
missin.
And never even knew that the sky was fallin down. Wu-Tang Clan
for the crown.
What's that, I didn't hear you？ Shut the fuck up!
Come on, a little louder. Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether now. Shut the fuck up!
Wha？ Shut the fuck up!
Huh？ Just shut the fuck up!
What's that, I didn't hear you？ Shut the fuck up!
Come on, a little louder. Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether now. Shut the fuck up!
Wha？ Shut the fuck up!
Huh？ Just shut the fuck up!
It was over your head, all day every day.
S-I-N-Y, 1-0-3-0-4, Wu-Tang Killa Bees. And the Limp
B-I-Z-K-I-Ts.
Y'all know the time, y'all know the rhyme.
It aint easy bein greasy.
In a world fulla cleanliness and, you know all that other
madness we gone.
Peace.
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