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You the worst, you've got the worst
The one, the only Limp
We stopped, you wanted the best?
Then don't get the fuckin' Boys CD
'Cause in this house it's motherfucking Bizkit

Balls of steel
But don't hit me in the though
Limp in the house
You ain't

Les
(Prims)
Hit me
Fire

So you go
Fifteen of your hard earned
out the window
Most expensive piece of
I've ever across

dollars, fifteen dollars
On a shoddy of plastic
There is it, Limp in all its glory

Fred Durst, the man, the
The compulsive
You him, you hate him
You to hate him

Once when I was to speak, when I was just a lad
My poppy my nose a tweak and told me I was bad
Then I learned a word, saved my aching nose

The biggest word, that you've ever and this is how it goes

Even thought he of it is something quite atrocious

Ah, those the days
I know
You got any of that

So what did you think, you were
A Celine Dion
No, no, no Young

You laughed, you
You just kissed your fifteen bucks
Limp I don't think so
Fred Durst? I know
But what the hell, I got
now

Rock the
DJ Lethal rock the
Limp Bizkit the house
DJ Lethal rock the