Текст (слова) песни: Limp Bizkit - Stuck

Psycho female blowin up the phone line
You need to tighten that screw, its been loose for a long time
Ive been slammed with some bad luck
Soon Im gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck
And now you duck duck goose, Im lettin loose
With the thirty odd 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 Im a humble man
Kicking out the jams like a tramp
Im gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
Whats with all the business
I get paid 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 ill be slammin them balls to the wall
With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes yall
No 9 to 5, Ill still survive
I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ
Thats all we need, another bad seed
Planted on this earth motivated by greed
You wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash, its your ass that Im blasting
Boy you wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash, its your ass that Im blasting
Youre bad luck, youre so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, youre so, youre so, youre so stuck in your head you dont even know
All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi
Far from suicidal
Still I get them tendencies
Bringing back them memories
That I really miss when I reminisce
Rocking back in the 80s live
My attitude to do or die
Once I was a maggot, now Im just super fly
Bound for the boundaries
No limits G
Phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
Your styles in my pocket
Proclaimed to regain that essence
Pressin cause im hostile labeled by my profile
In deed I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed
You wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash, its your ass that Im blasting
Boy you wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash, its your ass that Im blasting
Youre bad luck, youre so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, youre so, youre so, youre so stuck in your head you dont even know
Aw yeah, aint nutin like a greedy bitch
Diggin, diggin, diggin, diggin, diggin so deep for that green
All I know, all I know, that you must be fucked up in that head
I got a little problem, just one question, beyatch
Why, why you wanna be like that
Why, why you gotta be like that
You wanna be like that
Why, why you wanna be like that - [2x]
Why, why you gotta be like that
Why, why you wanna be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that
Why, why you gotta be like that, why the fuck you wanna be like that
Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be
Why, why, why, you wanna be like that
Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business you fucking whore
Stuck on yourself, you are
You take a dash for my cash, its your ass that Im blasting
Stuck on yourself, you whore
You take a dash for my cash, its your ass that Im blasting
Youre bad luck, youre so...stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, youre so, youre so, youre so stuck in your head you dont even know
Live on tape beyatch, dont fuck with us
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Down Another Day
Drown
Eat You Alive
Everything
Faith
Full Nelson
Getcha Groove On
Getcha Groove On (feat Xz)
Gimme The Mic
Head For The Barricade
Hold On
Hot Dog
Indigo Flow
Intro
It`ll be Ok
I`m Broke
Just Like This
Leech
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Let Me Down
Lonely World
My Generation
My Way
My way
N 2 Gether Now
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Nobody Like You
Nobody Love`s Me
Nookie
Outro
Phenomenon
Pollution
Re-Arranged
Re-entry
Red Light Green Light
Show Me What You Got
Sour
Stalemate
Stink Finger
Stuck
Take a look around
Teen 90 Nine
The Channel
The Key
The One
The Only One
The Priest
The Propaganda
The Story
The Surrender
The Truth
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