Slipknot Spit It Out Lyrics

Slipknot Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 742617000027
  • 2 (Sic)
  • 3 Eyeless
  • 4 Wait and Bleed
  • 5 Surfacing
  • 6 Spit It Out
  • 7 Tattered & Torn
  • 8 Frail Limb Nursery
  • 9 Purity
  • 10 Liberate
  • 11 Prosthetics
  • 12 No Life
  • 13 Diluted
  • 14 Only One
  • 15 Scissors / Eeyore
  • Since you never gave a damn in the first place
    Maybe it's time you had the tables turned
    'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
    And the verdict is guilty

    Man nearly killed me
    Steppin' where you fear to tread
    Stop, drop, and roll you were dead from the git-go!
    Big mouth f***er, stupid c***sucker
    Are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought

    Always is and never was
    Foundation made of piss and vinegar
    Step to me, I'll smear ya think I fear ya? Bulls***!
    Just another dumb punk chompin' at this ***
    Is there anyway to break through the noise?
    Was it something that I said that got you bent?
    It's gotta be that way if you want it
    Sanity, literal profanity, hit me!

    Spit it out
    All you wanna do is drag me down
    All I wanna do is stamp you out

    Maybe it's the way you gotta spread a lotta rumor fodder
    Keepin' all your little spies and leavin' when you realize
    Step up, fairy
    I guess it's time to bury your a** with the chrome straight to the dome
    You heard me right b****, I didn't stutter
    And if you know whats good just shut up and beg, brother
    Back stab don't you know who you're dissin'?
    Side swipe we know the a** that you're kissin'!

    Bigity-biggidy b**** boy, halfway houser
    Don't hear s*** 'cause I keeps gettin' louder
    Come up and you get a face full o' tactic
    Lippin' off hard, goin' home in a basket
    You got no pull, no power no nothin'
    Now you start s***? Well ain't that something?
    Payoffs don't protect and you can hide if you want
    But I'll find you comin' up behind you!

    'Bout time I set this record straight
    'Cause all the needlenose punchin' is makin' me irate
    Sick o' my b****in' fallin' on deaf ears
    Where you gonna be in the next five years?
    The crew and all the fools and all the politics
    Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
    You got **** when they passed out the good stuff
    Bam are you sick of me?
    Good enough had enough

    F*** me! I'm all out of enemies!
    F*** me! I'm all out of enemies!

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