machine And when it's over, you are the one to lose I've got a clue The problem is you Not hard to choose Hard to believe that anything you say is true You
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best is a felony Love it or leave it, You better gain way You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it Check
Limp Bizkit bastards, And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie, You 36 year old bald headed fag blow me You don't know me, you're too old Let go, it's over
gave you tea Thats right girl You should agree? Oh, yes love A family One family baby Is one with thee Uh huh, uh huh, yes So that you see? Right Hey you
Or wrinkle my dickie I crack a dutch sprinkle the sticky I know you pissed I got kiss & them wit me, dig me Cuz you dudes is haters & if you bet that I was gon' flop you
think we have a problem Yo, yo, I think we have a problem Yo, yo, we have a problem Yo, yo [Kelis] Days, you know those days When everyone seems to aggravate you
You can't sleep, you're restless And slightly obsessed with falling too deep And malfunction, you're a virus Who's intention is fucking up something You
up) (Yeah, just bounce around) (Just shake that shit and bounce around) You gotta get on You gotta get down girl You know you drive me crazy baby (M.C
Problems, complications and accusations Dividing the nations and races of empty faces, a war is taking place No substitution for restitution, the only solution for peace Is
chop sticks, i told you i got this [Chorus] You know they mad cause cause cause I'm hood rich you aint never ever seen good trick You want a problem,
clear I am a problem girl, I have a habit old If I got silver, I'd pine for shiny gold And you're no better, wishing on all Stars for things you know you
little Limp Bizkit bastards And Moby? You can get stomped by Obie You 36 year old baldheaded fag, blow me You don't know me, you're too old, let go It
that's wack Plus you use that loop over and over Claiming that you got a new style Your attempts are futile, Ooo chile Your puerile Brain waves are sterile You can't create, you
weed or drank, I got some/ This potent dope, let's smoke and choke/ I can put you on a lovely level where you never been/ Especially is you're stressed
think you should pause, you better back up And I think I better tell you that I ain't the one you lookin fo' I'm not that nigga you thought that you
you gotta do it And these niggas here is renegades, don't give a fuck But if you're real, then you like it rough, nigga what? You know it, you know
