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Psycho female blowin' up the phone line,
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You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time.
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I've been slammed with some bad luck.
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Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with tha' buck, buck.
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And now your duck-duck-goose.
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I'm lettin' loose with tha' thirty yard freestyle
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Labeled hostile by my profile.
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Must be all tha' madness,
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You and all your tactics.
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Jonesin' for my cash,
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Gotta make them pockets super fat.
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Hey, I'm a humble man
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Kickin' out my jams like a tramp.
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I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business.
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What's with all tha' business?
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I get payed to take tha' microphone to slay tha' stage.
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Stay away from all tha' bros in my band and
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All tha' fans and all my friends
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When tha' cash is comin' in.
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Or I'll be slammin' them balls to tha' wall
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With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all.
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No 9 to 5, I'll still survive.
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I keep my engine on that amp like the Chattanooga champ.
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That's all we need, another bad seed
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Planted on this earth motivated by greed!
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[chorus]You wanna play that game bitch!??
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You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blastin'!
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Woah you wanna play that game bitch!
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You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blastin'!
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You' bad luck, you' soooooo
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Stuck!
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Stuck! deep down in that hole again.
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Stuck! got your brain on my green again.
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Stuck!, you're so, your so, your so stuck -you don't even know.
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All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi,
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Far from suicidal.
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Still I get them tendencies,
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Bringin' back them memories
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That I really miss when I reminisce.
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Rockin' back in the '80's LIVE!
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My attitude to do or DIE!
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Once I was a maggot, now I'm just super fly.
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Bound for the boundaries, no limits G.
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Fat-ass rhythems driven by my destiny.
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Your style's in my pocket
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Proclaimed to regain that essence.
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Pressin' cause i'm hostile labeled by my profile.
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In deed I am.
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I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed!
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[Chorus]
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Oh yeah.
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Ain't nothin' like a greedy bitch.
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Diggin and diggin' and diggin' and diggin'
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Diggin' so deep for that green.
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Yeah. Yeah.
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All I know, all I know. Yeah.
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Is you must be fucked up in that head.
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I got a little problem
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Just one question biatch.
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Why, why you wanna be like that?
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Why, why you gotta be like that?
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You wanna be like that?
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Why, why you wanna be like that?
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Why, why you wanna be like that?
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Why, why you gotta be like that?!!!
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Why, why you wanna be like that?! Why the fuck you wanna be like that?!
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Why, why, why you gotta be like that?! Why the fuck you wanna be like that?!
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Why, why, why, why, why, why you gotta be?!
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Why, why, why, you wanna be like that?!
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Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business you fuckin' whore?!!
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Stuck on yourself, you are!
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You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blastin'!
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Stuck on yourself, you whoooore.
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You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blastin'!
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You' bad luck. You' sooooo stuck!
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Stuck! deep down in that hole again,
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Stuck! Got your brain on my green again.
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Stuck, your so, your so, your so stuck in your head. You don't even know.
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Stuck-Limp Bizkit
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