paroles de chanson Stink Finger - Album Version (Edited) - Limp Bizkit

I've seen your campus,
I'm thinking I've been there before.
You know something I live,
In this pig pen and this filthy pig pit next door.
Another stench of 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 them bags punk, get the fuck 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 ass,
Out of your mouth comes nothing but shh...
Still I listen, I absorb,
You amuse me idiot,
All bent outta shape.
'Cause I piss on your gate.

I need to get you outta my way!
Pack them bags punk, get the fuck 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 shit, it just won't stop.
Let's take it to the curb if you can stand it,
Put yourself in my position man!
Let's take it to the curb if you can stand it,
Put yourself in my position man!
Let's take it to the curb!
Put yourself in my position man!
Take it to the curb!
Put yourself in my position man!
Punk, how you wanna take it to the curb?
Ah, you wanna take it to the curb?
Ah put you, put you, ah,
Put yourself in my position man!
And you don't, break, break, break it and you don't stop.
Got it, stinky, stinky finger,
And you don't and you don't...