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You the worst, you've got the worst
The one, the Limp Bizkit
We could've stopped, you wanted the
Then don't get the Backstreet Boys CD
'Cause in this house it's Limp Bizkit

made of steel
But don't hit me in the though
Limp Bizkit's in the
You ain't

Les
(Prims)
Hit me
Fire

So you go
Fifteen of hard earned dollars
Right out the
Most expensive piece of
I've come across

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

Fred Durst, the man, the
The masturbatory
You him, you hate him
You love to him

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

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

Even he sound of it is something quite atrocious

Ah, those were the
I don't
You got any of that

So did you think, you were getting
A Celine record?
No, no, no Bucky

You laughed, you
You just kissed fifteen bucks goodbye
Limp Bizkit? I don't so
Durst? I don't know
But the hell, I got paid
now

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