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Slipknot - Spit It Out [Not Final Mix] lyrics
Since you never gave a damn in the first place Maybe it's time you had the tables turned Cuz in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved And the verdict is guilty... ...Man nearly killed me Steppin' where you fear to tread Stop, drop and roll - you were dead from the git-go!! Big mouth fucker, stupid cocksucker! Are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought Always is, never was Foundation made of piss and vinegar Step to me, I'll smear ya - Think I fear ya? bullshit! Just another dumb punk chompin' at this tit Is there any way to break through the noise? Was it something that I said that got you bent? It's gotta be that way if you want it Sanity, Literal Profanity hit me! Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Maybe it's the way you spread a lotta rumour fodder Keepin' all your little spies and leavin' when you realise Step up, fairy I guess it's time to bury your ass with the chrome Straight to the dome You heard that right, bitch, I didn't stutter If you know what's good - sit, shut up and beg, brother Backstab - Don't you know who you're dissin'? Side swipe - we know the ass that you're kissin'! Bigidy - bigidy bitch boy, halfwat hauser Can't hear shit cuz I keep gettin' louder Step up, and you get a face full o' tactic Lippin' off hard, goin' home in a basket You got no pull, no power, no nuthin' Now you start shit? Well, ain't that somethin'? Payoffs don't protect, and you can't hide if you want But I'll find you - Comin' up behind you! Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out 'Bout time I set this record straight All the needlenose punchin' is makin' me irate Sick o' my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears Where YOU gonna be in the next five years? The crew and all the fools, and all the politix Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick You got dick when they passed out the good stuff Bam Are you sick of me? Good enough - had enough Fuck me! I'm all out of enemies! Fuck me! I'm all out of enemas! Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out . |
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