Limp Bizkit Stuck Lyrics

Three Dollar Bill, Yall$ Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 Pollution
  • 3 Counterfeit
  • 4 Stuck
  • 5 Nobody Loves Me
  • 6 Sour
  • 7 Stalemate
  • 8 Clunk
  • 9 Faith
  • 10 Stinkfinger
  • 11 Indigo Flow
  • 12 Leech (demo version)
  • 13 Everything
  • Phsyco female blowin' up the phone line
    You need to tighten that screw, it's been loose for a long time
    I've been slammed with some bad luck
    Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck

    And now you duck,duck goose, I'm lettin loose
    With the thirty odd freestyle
    Labeled hostile by my profile
    Must be all the madness

    You and all your tactics
    Jones in for my cash
    Got to make them pockets super phat
    Hey I'm a humble man

    Kicking out the jams like a tramp
    I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
    What's with all the business
    I get payed 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 I'll be slammin them balls to the wall

    With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all
    No 9 to 5, I'll still survive
    I keep my engine on that amp like a Chattanooga champ
    That's all we need, another bad seed

    Planted on this earth motivated by greed

    [Chorus]
    You want to play that game *****
    You take a dash for my cash, it's your *** that I'm blasting
    Boy you want to play that game *****
    You take a dash for my cash, it's your *** that I'm blasting
    You're bad luck, you're so...stuck
    Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my Green again
    Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't 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 '80's live
    My attitude to do or die
    Once I was a maggot, now I'm just super fly

    Bound for the boundaries
    No limits G
    Phat *** rhymes driven by my destiny
    Your style's in my pocket

    Proclaimed to regain that essence
    Pressin cause I'm hostile labeled by my profile
    In deed I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed

    [Chorus]

    Aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy *****
    Diggin', diggin', diggin'. diggin', diggin' so deep for that greed
    Yeah, yeah, all I know, all I know, yeah, that you must be ****ed up
    In that

    Head, yeah
    I got a little problem, just one question, beyotch
    Why, why you want to be like that
    Why, why you gotta be like that

    You want to be like that
    Why, why you want to be like that - 2x
    Why, why you gotta be like that
    Why, why you want to be like that, why the **** you want to be like that

    Why, why you gotta be like that, why the **** you want to be like that
    Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be
    Why, why, why, you want to be like that
    Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business you ****ing whore

    Stuck on yourself, you are
    You take a dash for my cash, it's your *** that I'm blasting
    Stuck on yourself, you whore
    You take a dash for my cash, it's your *** that I'm blasting

    You're bad luck, you're so...stuck
    Stuck deep down in that hole again, stuck you got your brain on my
    Green again
    Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head you don't

    Even know
    Live on tape biatch, don't **** with us
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    Written by: John Everett Otto, Samuel Robert Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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