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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
Turntables
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Vocals
John Otto
John Otto
Drums
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
Bass Guitar
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Songwriter
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
Songwriter
John Otto
John Otto
Songwriter
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
Songwriter
Leor Dimant
Leor Dimant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Limp Bizkit
Limp Bizkit
Producer
Terry Date
Terry Date
Producer
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Mixing Engineer
Cameron Webb
Cameron Webb
Assistant Engineer
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Mastering Engineer
John Ewing
John Ewing
Recording Engineer
Jordan Schur
Jordan Schur
Executive Producer
Karl Egsieker
Karl Egsieker
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Markus Ulibarri
Markus Ulibarri
Assistant Engineer
Roger Lian
Roger Lian
Editing Engineer
Ryan Williams
Ryan Williams
Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lirik

Backstabbers (backstabbers) Two-faced (two faced) Lowlifes (lowlifes) (It's time to step up to the plate) A-one, two, a-one, two A-one, two, what the fuck you gonna do? You know I see right through you (through you) You act like you don't know me (know me) You lie (lie), you cheat (cheat), you steal (steal), you lose (lose) Wouldn't wanna be in your shoes (so buckle up) Always looking over your shoulder (shoulder) For the ones you stick (stick), you sick little prick (prick) It looks like your times running out (ooh) Creeping up your back (back), so what you all about? I'm too fucking good and fucking proud I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown You're the kind of guy with two faces (faces) Just another life that's wasted (wasted) Here's a little fact (fact), you do me like that (that) End up in the back (back) of my trunk in a sack (sack) You'd better keep your hands off (what) What's mine and anybody else's (else's) When you're selfish (selfish), your wealth is (wealth is) All you crave (crave) from the cradle to the grave I'm too fucking good and fucking proud I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown I'm too fucking good and fucking proud I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown I got a little bitty question Just what the fuck are you thinking? You think you're all that and then some? Well, you're not I think you're dum-diddy-dumb I take it back (back), those thoughts are kinda wack (wack) Don't really need that kind of karma on the track (track) Maybe Freddy Krueger will step into your dream And burn you like a demon, leave your ass screaming To be exact (-xact), I wanted to react (-act) Mission of attack (-tack), your head was getting cracked (cracked) But you're a human being that's lucky to be breathing And that's that, that's that I don't trust nobody (nobody) And nobody trusts me Never gonna trust anybody (never gonna trust anybody) And that's the way it's gonna be (gonna be) I don't trust nobody (nobody) 'Cause nobody trusts me (trusts me) I'm never gonna trust anybody (never gonna trust anybody) And that's the way it's gonna be I don't trust nobody 'Cause nobody trusts me Never gonna trust anybody And that's the way it's gonna be I don't trust nobody 'Cause nobody trusts me Never gonna trust anybody And that's the way it's gonna be I'm too fucking good and fucking proud I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown I'm too fucking good and fucking proud I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown
Writer(s): Sam Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst, John Everett Otto, Leor Dimant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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