Full NelsonLyrics
Why's everybody always picking on me?
(Why's everybody always picking on me?)
Does anybody really know a thing about me?
(Does anybody really know a thing about me?)
One of these days we'll be in the same place
In the same place punk, at the very same time (yeah)
And when it takes place and you wanna talk shit
Then step your ass up, and say it right to my face
You'll get knocked the fuck out
'Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash
Knocked straight the fuck out
'Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash
I ain't believing all the shit you been talking 'bout me
(I ain't believing all the shit you been talking 'bout me)
Don't even know me, and still you're talking shit about me
(Don't even know me, and still you're talking shit about me)
Well, one of these days I'm gonna catch you in the act
In the act, red handed, caught up in the act (punk)
And that'll be the day, your one and only day
Then step your ass up, and say it right to my face
You'll get knocked the fuck out
'Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash
Knocked straight the fuck out
'Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash
Shh
So where you at?Where you been?
I'm sure I'll be seeing you again
'Cause this world is really small
Can't we all get along, can't we all get along?
So where you at? Where you been?
I'm sure I'll be seeing you again
'Cause this world is really small
Can we all get along, can we all get along?
I'm upset at the people who verbally rape us, we're talking
We try to ignore them, ignore them until they keep talking
They think that they're building an empire without us
Well we've got the torch now
We've got the fire to burn this motherfucker down, town, town
Burn this motherfucker down, town, town
Burn this motherfucker now, down, down
Burn this motherfucker now, down
Burn this motherfucker
You'll get knocked the fuck out
'Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash
Knocked straight the fuck out
'Cause your mouth's writing checks that your ass can't cash
That your ass can't cash
Motherfucker
Just shut your fuckin' mouth
Bring it on Lethal
Come on
Writer(s): John Everett Otto, Leor Dimant, Samuel Robert Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Full Nelson?
This Fred Durst spiting venom like a kid who got sick of getting bullied, and upon having the chance of being the lyricist of multi-million budget band, he's taking it out of him system. Oh, that might be the actual case. And that's the same man who did a cover of "Behind blue eyes"...
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