Limp Bizkit
Break Stuff (Klean Mix)
[Verse 1 Fred Durst]

Its just one of those days
Where you don't want to wake up
Everything is kcuff'd
Everybody sucks
You don't really know why
But you want to justify
Rippin' someone's head off
No human contact
And if you interact
Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away motha-(chicka)
It's just one of those days

[Chorus Fred Durst]

It's all about the he-says, she-says bull-tish
I think you better quit, lettin' it slip
Or you'll be leaving with a fat lip
It's all about the he-says, she-says bull-tish
I think you better quit, talking that lip

[Verse 2 Fred Durst]

Its just one of those days
Feeling like a freight train
First one to complain
Leaves with a bloodstain
Dang right I'm a maniac
You better watch your back
Cause I'm messin' up your program
And then your stuck up
You just lucked up
Next in line to get messed up
Your best bet is to stay away trucker
It's just one of those days
[Chorus Fred Durst]

It's all about the he-says, she-says bull-tish
I think you better quit, let the it slip
Or you'll be leaving with a fat lip
It's all about the he-says, she-says bull-tish
I think you better quit, talking that lip
Punk, so come and get it

[Verse 3 Fred Durst]

I feel like *sighs*
My suggestion, is to keep your distance
Cause right now I'm dangerous
We've all felt like it
And been treated like it
All those brats
That want to step up
I hope you know, I pack a chainsaw
I'll skin your raw
And if my day keeps going this way, I just might
Break something tonight
I pack a chainsaw
I'll skin you raw
And if my day keeps going this way, I just might
Break something tonight
I pack a chainsaw
I'll skin you raw
And if my day keeps going this way, I just might
Break your frickin' face tonight
Give me something to break
Just give me something to break
How bout your fucking face
I hope you know, I pack a chainsaw
(What!)
A chainsaw
(What!)
A motherfucking chainsaw
(What!)
So come and get it
[Chorus Fred Durst]

It's all about the he-says, she-says bull-tish
I think you better quit, let the it slip
Or you'll be leaving with a fat lip
It's all about the he-says, she-says bull-tish
I think you better quit, talking that lip
Punk, so come and get it