Stink Finger (Album Version)

Stink Finger (Album Version)

Limp Bizkit

I see your campus.
And thinkin' I've been there before.
You know somethin' I live in this pig-pen, this filthy pig-pen next door.
Another stench of my aroma, stick that nose up in the air.
Is that the excuse you used to ruin me?

I need to get you outta my way!
Pack them bags punk, get the f*** outta here.
Get you outta my way!
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor? Yeah, right. Right.

Yo J, drop that one.
Your existence means less now than it probably ever has before.
You got your head up your a**. Out of your mouth comes nothing but sh...
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 f*** outta here.
Get you outta my way!
Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor? Right. Right.

And ya' don't stop, and we won't stop. That's right.
And ya' can't stop, no. Cause you just, 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!
Oh, take it to the curb. Put yourself in my position man, punk!

How you want to take it to the curb, ahh! You want to take it to the curb! Wait, ahh, ahh!
Put your self in my position man.

And you don't. Break, break, break it, don't stop.
Got it. Stinky, Stinky Finger
And ya' don't, and ya' don't.

Written by DURST, WILLIAM FREDERICK / BORLAND, WESLEY LOUDEN / OTTO, JOHN EVERETT / RIVERS, SAMUEL ROBERT
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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