Motherfucker, I'm gone Motherfucker you ain't my accountant You don't know what I'm doing Focusing on what I'm giving back Man, make better music Fuck preaching on top of the mountain, people can see through it Keeping my name in your mouth, just don't

Uh, uh, for real You'll fuck around and get killed Yeah nigga all y'all (Murderah) This is anybody (Murderah) I'm a motherfuckin (Murderah) When darkness be closin in I'm motivated, with the howlin wind With a list of chosen men, frozen in sin Knowin

Say what, say what? You know what, you know what? It's all in the family. My dick is bigger than yours My band is bigger than yours Too bad I got your beans in my bag, stuck-up sucker, Korny Motherfucker', takin' over foes is the Limp pimp, need a Bizkit

People = shit, people = shit People = shit (what cha gonna do?) People = shit ('cause I am not afraid of you) People = shit (I'm everything you'll never be) People = shit C'mon motherfucker, everybody has to die Here we go again, motherfucker Come on

Just walk away I'm looking for attention Not another question Should you stay or should you go? Well, if you don't have the answer Why you still standin' here? Hey, hey, hey, hey You've got your mother and your brother

Try her philosophy Try her philosophy, try You die for her philosophy Die for her philosophy Die, like a motherfucker Everyone cried Die her philosophy die Ravages of architecture Lie naked on the floor

Rise and shine all you gold-digging mothers Are you too good to tango with the poor poor boys Slow nights so long she's frenching out flavour She's seventeen but I done went and plum forgot it. No tears are gone they're pooling on the table No tears are

Yeah, I don't know where to start How do you admit that you're falling apart? I mean, how will I admit that I'm falling apart? My mother's gonna worry but I'm fine in my heart I've lived the words that I've said And I live with a voice that tends to tell

Mother and father I wanna make you proud Brothers and sisters Let me scream out loud I love you all I love it, yeah Thank you for everything I love it, yeah yeah yeah I've never been religious

Smooth like the summer, uh huh Go on and groove like a mother with your backseat love We're tearing clothes off each other all night Smooth like the summer (smooth like the summer) And keeping it smooth like the summer (smooth like the summer) Smooth