[Intro]

Ayo, dawg

I got some shit on my motherfuckin' chest that I need to get off

'Cause if I don't, I'ma fuckin' explode or somethin'

Now, look

This is the story about some little fuckin' girls that I know

It goes like this

[Verse 1]

It's so easy for me to make enemies any more, it's sickening

People are lookin' for an excuse to jump on my shit-list

Stickin' their noses in shit that isn't none of their business

I never asked, cared, gave a fuck, or wanted opinions

Now I'm in the position that I don't wanna be in, shit

I never had no beef with you corny son-of-a-bitches

But now the shit is broke and you can't do nothin' to fix it

So I'm tellin' you right now, motherfuck-a Limp Bizkit!

Now I'ma be real, B-Real was real

He ain't say shit the whole time me and Whitey was beefin', see, he chilled

He was cool with the whole situation and kept it neutral

I'd have never involved my crew if it wasn't for pupils

Peoples, whatever your backpackin' cipherin' name is

Had I not opened a magazine and seen what you were sayin' and

I'da never involved you, but you had to add your two pennies

Now I gotta go grab my shit-list and add some new enemies

Hit the studio and I'll admit, I had a few in me

Fuck it, I roasted you, I ain't mad at you any

But let it be known that song was never released, it leaked

I'da never gave you that much attention intentionally

Then I look on the TV, now look who's mentioning me

That little fuckin' weasel, DJ Lethal, on MTV

After I gave you props in that song, you on national TV

Talkin' 'bout Everlast is gonna whip my ass when he sees me?

Come on, dawg, you was s'posed to be on that song

Talkin' 'bout how bad you hate him, now you all on his thong?

What's wrong? You scared? And Fred, you said you was dissin' him too

I shoulda knew better than to listen to you

You fuckin' sissy, up on stage, screamin' how people hate you

They don't hate you, they just think you're corny since Christina played you

And I dare you motherfuckers to try to diss me back

That's a sissy act, and don't call me kissin' my ass

'Cause I swear to God this ain't just a song, I'm tryna to pre-warn you

Lethal, when I fuckin' see you, dog, I'm swingin' on you!

Motherfuckers must think 'cause I'm in trouble with the law

That I won't jaw 'em, up my sentence and double it tomorrow

Y'all some

[Chorus]

Girls (Y'all are some goddamn girls)

Why do you act this way? (Why do you act this way, huh?)

Why do y'all act like fuckin' sissies, you pussies

Keep talkin' shit behind my back, you just some bitches for that

And we all know (We all know, hah)

How fuckin' cowards roll (Keep rollin' rollin' rollin')

In fuckin' Bentleys and pretend to be down

But as soon as someone calls you out

You put your tail between your legs and bow down

[Post-Chorus]

Now, I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs

Or be involved in my beefs

I'm a man, I can stand on my feet

So if you don't wanna be in 'em, all I ask

Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion

And I won't put you in 'em

'Cause I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs

Or be involved in my beefs

I'm a man, I can stand on my feet

So if you don't wanna be in 'em, all I ask

Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion

And I won't put you in 'em

[Verse 2]

Now see, if you diss me and I respond, the beef is on

But if I help you sell one record and I see you at a show, I'll strip you naked

See, I was smart, I came back and scooped up my friends

Now I got five dawgs that'd die for me like I'd die for them

I'd fight for them, swing or shoot like I fight for Kim

All of 'em been with me through this fucked-up life that I'm in

That goes for all of my dawgs, from Royce to Dre

From Xzibit to Mel-Man, 'til I'm hoist away

In my coffin, I'll never soften, no matter how often I'm tested

I'll never give a fuck, I won't never be interested

Love me or hate me as much as Fred wants to be hated

I will solemnly stand by every statement I stated

This shit that I been through my pencil never could pencil

But I will never be this gullible ever again, no (Nope)

Next time, I'll know when someone's copyin' off me

I'm not bein' cocky, I just know when somebody's mockin' me

I stick up my middle finger, he sticks up his finger (Hey)

I say, "Fuck Christina!", he says, "Fuck Christina!", but meaner

So from doin' a song with Method to beggin' to get accepted

I'm peggin' Fred with the bottle of dye that he bleached his head with

And as for Lethal, don't forget what I said

I'm fuckin' you up, punk, you're dead! Don't think that I'm playin'!

And fuck Bizkit! 'Cause I know you're sayin', "Fuck D12!"

Only not to our face, under your breath, to yourselves

Little...

[Chorus]

Girls (Motherfuckin' females)

Why do you act this way? (Why do you act this way, huh?)

Why do y'all act like fuckin' sissies, you pussies

Keep talkin' shit behind my back, you just some bitches for that

And we all know (We all know the truth)

How fuckin' cowards roll (Keep rollin' rollin' rollin')

In fuckin' Bentleys and pretend to be down

But as soon as someone calls you out

You put your tail between your legs and bow down

[Post-Chorus]

Now, I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs

Or be involved in my beefs

I'm a man, I can stand on my feet

So if you don't wanna be in 'em, all I ask

Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion

And I won't put you in 'em

'Cause I don't ask nobody to share my beliefs

Or be involved in my beefs

I'm a man, I can stand on my feet

So if you don't wanna be in 'em, all I ask

Is that you don't open your mouth with an opinion

And I won't put you in 'em

[Outro]

And that's it, that's all there is to it, dawg

If you didn't wanna do the fuckin' song

Don't say you're down with doin' the fuckin' song

And then back out at the last minute

And then go on motherfuckin' MTV

Talkin' about Everlast can whip my motherfuckin' ass

If you're scared of Whitey Ford, dawg

Just say you're scared of Whitey Ford, that's it

That's all you had to fuckin' say, I wouldn'ta said shit

I woulda backed off, did the motherfuckin' song myself

And not put you motherfuckers in it, that's all

Now, I ain't even on no rap shit no more

I'm on some fuckin'-you-up-shit when I see you

And I will see you, too

Oh, and by the way, Fred

That wasn't an accident

I didn't mean to give you a play at the Music Awards

Ha-ha