Music Video

Credits

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
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Songwriter
Leor Dimant
Leor Dimant
Songwriter
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
Songwriter
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Songwriter
John Otto
John Otto
Songwriter
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
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
Additional 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

Lyrics

It's just one of those days when you don't wanna wake up Everything is f-, everybody sucks You don't really know why, but you want justify rippin' someone's head off No human contact, and if you interact your life is on contract Your best bet is to stay away, motherf- It's just one of those days It's all about the he-says she-says bull- I think you better quit lettin' - slip, or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip It's all about the he-says she-says bull- I think you better quit talkin' that - It's just one of those days, feelin' like a freight train First one to complain leaves with a blood stain Damn right, I'm a maniac You better watch your back 'cause I'm - up your program And if you're stuck up, you just locked up Next in line to get fucked up Your best bet is to stay away, motherf- It's all about the he-says she-says bull- I think you better quit lettin' - slip, or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip It's all about the he-says she-says bull- I think you better quit talkin' that - Punk, so come and get it I feel like shit My suggestion is to keep your distance 'cause right now I'm dangerous We've all felt like - And been treated like - All those mother- that wanna step up I hope you know I pack a chain saw (chain saw) I'll skin your ass raw (ass raw) And if my day keeps goin' this way, I just might break somethin' tonight I pack a chain saw (chain saw), I'll skin your ass raw (ass raw) And if my day keeps goin' this way, I just might break somethin' tonight I pack a chain saw (chain saw), I'll skin your ass raw (ass raw) And if my day keeps goin' this way, I just might break your - face tonight Give me somethin' to break Give me somethin' to break Just give me somethin' to break How 'bout your - face? I hope you know I pack a chain saw, what? A chain saw, what? A mother- chainsaw, what? So come and get it It's all about the he-says she-says bullshit I think you better quit lettin' - slip, or you'll be leavin' with a fat lip It's all about the he-says she-says bullshit I think you better quit talking that - Punk, so come and get it
Writer(s): John Everett Otto, William Frederick Durst, Wesley Louden Borland, Leor Dimant, Brendan O'brien, Sam Rivers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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