Detest - Say What lyrics

Too bad, I got ya beans in my bag
You stuck up, suck up, corny mother-fuck up
Taking over...
You best step back 'cause I'ma kill, I'ma kill
So what you thinkin' mister raggedy man, doin' all you can to look like raggedy ann?

Too-too (?X)
Too bad, I got ya beans in my bag

Too bad, I got ya beans in my bag
You stuck up, suck up, corny mother-fuck up
Taking over prose it's the limp pimp, need the bizkit to save this group from Jon Davis I'm gonna drop a little east side skill
You best step back 'cause I'ma kill, I'ma kill
So what you thinkin' mister raggedy man, doin' all you can to look like raggedy ann?

I'll check you out, punk
Yes, I know you feel it
You look like one of those dancers from the Hanson video
You little faggot hoe
Please give me some shit to work with 'cause right now I'm all it kid
Suck my dick kid, like your daddy did

Who the fuck you think you're talking to?
I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you
All up in my face with that "ARE YOU READY?"
But halitosis is all you're rockin' steady
You little fairy, smelling all your flowers
Nappy hairy chest, look, it's Austin Powers (Oh yeah, baby)
I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes clod
But you said it best "there's no place to hide"

What the fuck ya' sayin'?
You're a pimp whateva', limp dick
Fred Durst needs to rehearse
Needs to reverse what he's saying
Wannabe funk, joke is what you're playin'
Rippin' up a bad counterfeit, fakin'
Plus your bills I'm paying
You can't eat that shit every day, Fred

Who the-who the-who the
Too bad, I got ya beans in my bag
Who the-who the-who the [2x]

Who the fuck you think you're talking to?
I'm known for eatin' little whiny chumps like you
All up in my face with that "ARE YOU READY?"
But halitosis is all you're rockin' steady
You little fairy, smelling all your flowers
Nappy hairy chest, look, it's Austin Powers
I hear ya tweetin' on them fag-pipes clod
But you said it best "there's no place to hide"

Too bad, who the-who the [2x]

Look at you fool
I'm gonna fuck you up twice
Throwin' rhymes at me like
Oh shit alright, Vanilla Ice
Ya better run, run while ya can
Can never fuck me up Bisc Limpkit
At least I got a phat original band

Who's hot, who's not?
You best step back
Korn on the cob
You need a new job
Time to take them mic skills back to the dentist and buy yourself a new grill
You pumpkin pie, I'll jack-off in your eye
Climbing shoots and ladders while your ego shatters
But you just can't get away
'Cause it's doomsday kid, it's doomsday

Come on, hillbilly
Can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?
You love it down south
And boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth

You call yourself a singer?
You're more like Jerry Springer
Your favourite band is Winger
And all you eat is Zingers
You're like a Fruity Pebble
Your favorite flag is rebel
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower level

So you're from Jacksonville
Kickin' it like Buffalo Bill
Gettin' butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck
While your sister's on her knees waitin' for your fuckin' nut

Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako
Where your father had your mother
Your mother had your brother
It's just too bad your father's mad
Your mother's now your lover

Come on, hillbilly
Can your horse do a fuckin' wheelie?
You love it down south
And boy, you sure do got a purdy mouth

Too bad [2x]
Too-too
Too bad (who the)

Who the-who the-who the
Too bad, I got ya beans in my bag
Who the-who the-who the [2x]

You call yourself a singer?
You're more like Jerry Springer
Your favourite band is Winger
And all you eat is Zingers
You're like a Fruity Pebble
Your favorite flag is rebel
It's just too bad that you're a fag and on a lower-

Wait, where'd ya get that little dance?
Like them idiots in Waco, you're burning up in Bako
Where your father had your mother
Your mother had your brother
It's just too bad your father's mad
Your mother's now your lover

Say-say-rebel, say-rebel
Say what?!