Stuck - Album Version (Edited) Limp Bizkit

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

And now you duck, duck goose, I'm lettin' loose
With the thirty-yard 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 my jams like a tramp
I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
What's with all the business?
I get payed 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 through the wall
With the ink on my flesh 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

You wanna play that game bitch
You make a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting
Woah, 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