Limp Bizkit - Full Nelson Lyrics

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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?)

One of these days we'll be in the same place

And the same place punk at the very same time

(yea)

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 knock the fuck out

'cause your mouth's writin' checks that your ass can't cash

Knocked straight the fuck out

'cause your mouth's writin' 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)

One of these day i'mma catch you in the act

(in the act)

Red-handed caught up in the act

(punk)

Now that'll be the day the one and only day

So step your ass up and say it right to my face

You'll get knock the fuck out

'cause your mouth's writin' checks that your ass can't cash

Knocked straight the fuck out

'cause your mouth's writin' checks that your ass can't cash

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Yea

So where you at?

(where you at?)

Where you've been?

(where you've been?)

Sure in i was in

(i was in you again)

'cause this world's

('cause this world's)

Is really small can we all get along

(get along)

(can we all get along)

So where you at?

(where you at?)

Where you've been?

(where you've been?)

Sure in i was in

(i was in you again)

'cause this world's

('cause this world's)

Is really small can we all get along

(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 stalkin'

They think that they're buildin' an empire

Without us we've got the torch now

We got the fire to burn this mother fucker down down down

(turn the table)

Burn this mother fucker down down down

(turn the table)

Burn this mother fucker down down down

(turn the table)

Burn this mother fucker down down

(turn the table)

Burn this mother fucker

You'll get knocked the fuck out

'cause your mouth's writin' checks that your ass can't cash

Knocked straight the fuck out

'cause your mouth's writin' checks that your ass can't cash

You bet your ass can't cash

Mother fucker

Just shut your fuckin' mouth

Bring it on lethal

C'mon

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