Versuri Limp Bizkit - Stinkfinger



A city of canvas
I'm thinking I've been there before
You know something, I live in this pig pen this filthy pig pen next door
Another picture
My aroma, stick that nose up in the air
Is that the excuse you use to ruin me
I need to get you outta my way
Pack your bags you punk, get the f**k outta here
Need to get you outta my way
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor
Yeah right...right
Yo J, drop that one down
Your existence means less now that it probably ever has before
You've got your head up your a*s
Out of your mouth comes nothing but sh...
Should I listen, I absorb
You amuse me idiot
All bent outta shape
Cause I p**s on your gate
I need to get you outta my way
Pack your bags you punk, get the f**k outta here
Need to get you outta my way
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor
Yeah right...right
And you don't stop
And we won't stop
That's right
And you can't stop
This s**t, it just won't stop
Let's take it to the curb if you can stand it, put yourself in my position man -
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