Full Nelson Songtext
von Limp Bizkit
Full Nelson Songtext
Why is everybody always pickin′ on me?
(Why is everybody always pickin' on me?)
Does anybody really know a thing about me?
(Does anybody really know a thing about me?)
But 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 it 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 believin' all this shit you′ve been talkin' about me
(I ain't believin′ all this shit you′ve been talkin' about me)
Don′t even know me and still you're talkin′ shit about me
(Don't even know me and still you′re talkin' shit about me)
But one of these days I'mma catch you in the act
In the act, red-handed, caught up in the act (Punk!)
And that′ll be the day, the one and only day
To 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
So where you at? Where you've 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?
So where you at? Where you've 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?
How pathetic are people
Who verbally rape us with talkin'
We try to ignore them
Ignore them until they keep talkin′
They think that they're buildin' an empire, without us
Well, we′ve got the torch now
We got the fire to burn this motherfucker down, down, down
Burn this motherfucker down, down, down
Burn this motherfucker down, down, down
Burn this motherfucker down, 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!
(Why is everybody always pickin' on me?)
Does anybody really know a thing about me?
(Does anybody really know a thing about me?)
But 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 it 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 believin' all this shit you′ve been talkin' about me
(I ain't believin′ all this shit you′ve been talkin' about me)
Don′t even know me and still you're talkin′ shit about me
(Don't even know me and still you′re talkin' shit about me)
But one of these days I'mma catch you in the act
In the act, red-handed, caught up in the act (Punk!)
And that′ll be the day, the one and only day
To 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
So where you at? Where you've 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?
So where you at? Where you've 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?
How pathetic are people
Who verbally rape us with talkin'
We try to ignore them
Ignore them until they keep talkin′
They think that they're buildin' an empire, without us
Well, we′ve got the torch now
We got the fire to burn this motherfucker down, down, down
Burn this motherfucker down, down, down
Burn this motherfucker down, down, down
Burn this motherfucker down, 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): Wesley Louden Borland, Sam Rivers, William Frederick Durst, John Everett Otto, Leor Dimant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com