Stink Finger

I see your campus I'm thinkin' I've been there before Ooh, you know somethin' I live in this pig-pen This filthy pig-pen next door Another stench of my aroma, stick that nose up in the air Is that the excuse you used to ruin me? I need to get you outta my way Pack them bags punk, get tha' fuck outta here Need to get you outta my way Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor Yeah, right, right Yo j, drop that one down Your existence means less now than it probably ever has before You got your head up your ass Out of your mouth comes nothing but sh Shhh, still I listen, I absorb You amuse me, idiot All bent outta shape, 'cause I piss on your gate I need to get you outta my way Pack them bags punk, get tha' fuck outta here Need to get you outta my way Love thy neighbor, love my neighbor? Right, right And ya' don't stop, huh And we won't stop (That's right) And ya' can't stop, no 'cause you jus', just won't stop Let's take it to tha' curb if you can stand it Put yourself in my position man Let's take it to tha' curb if you can stand it Put yourself in my position man Let's take it to the curb Put yourself in my position man Oh, take it to the curb Put yourself in my position man, punk How you wanna take it to tha' curb? Ah, you wanna take it to tha' curb? Wait, ah, ah Put your self in my position man Oh And you don't break, break, break it, don't stop Got it stinky, stinky finger And ya' don't, and ya' don't --- Stink Finger - Limp Bizkit