[Pre-Chorus] You wanna play that game, bitch!? You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting Boy, you wanna play that game, bitch!? You take a dash for my cash, it's your ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so... stuck!
[Chorus] Stuck! Deep down in that hole again! Stuck! Got your brain on my green again! Stuck! You're so, you're so, you're so Stuck! You don't even know!
[Verse 2] All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi Far from suicidal, still I get them tendencies Bringing back them memories that I really miss When I reminisce rocking back in the 80s Live my attitude to do or die! Once I was a maggot but now I'm just Super Fly Bound for the boundaries, no limit G Fat ass rhythms driven by my destiny Your style's in my pocket Proclaimed to regain that essence Pressin 'cause I'm hostile, labeled by my profile Indeed I am, I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed
[Pre-Chorus] You wanna play that game, bitch!? You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting Boy, you wanna play that game, bitch!? You take a dash for my cash it's your ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so... stuck!
[Chorus] Stuck! Deep down in that hole again! Stuck! Got your brain on my green again! Stuck! You're so, you're so, you're so Stuck! You don't even know!
[Bridge] Aw yeah, ain't nothin' like a greedy bitch Digging, digging, digging, digging, digging so deep for that green (Yeah) (Yeah) All I know, all I know (Yeah) That you must be fucked up in the head I got a little problem, just one question, biatch Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you gotta be like that? You wanna be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that? Why, why you gotta be like that? Why, why you wanna be like that!? Why the fuck you wanna be like that!? Why, why, why you gotta be like that!? Why the fuck you wanna be like that!? Why, why, why, why, why, why you gotta be!? Why, why, why, you wanna be like that!? Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business, you fucking whore!?
[Pre-Chorus] Stuck on yourself, you are! You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting! Stuck on yourself, you whore! You take a dash for my cash, it's that ass that I'm blasting You're bad luck, you're so... stuck!
[Chorus] Stuck! Deep down in that hole again! Stuck! Got your brain on my green again! Stuck! You're so, you're so, you're so Stuck in your head, you don't even know!
[Outro] Live on tape, bitch! Don't fuck with us!
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“Stuck” is the 4th track on Limp Bizkit’s debut studio album Three Dollar Bill, Y'all$. The song was part of the mini-concert Bizkit performed for fellow nu-metal band Korn in order to go on tour with them for the Family Values tours in 1998 and 1999.
The song’s lyrics describe a crazy woman, possibly label owner Kathleen Tobin who tried to sign them before they joined Flip Records, who keeps harassing the band. Durst has had enough and threatens her to stop.
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