Limp Bizkit

Check it out, it's the outlaw white dog.
Tolstyitrol by my alias [polar bear]
Brain tied like the S&M freak shit.
Cold like the ice you're serving up my drinks with.
Stick shift, fuck the automatic.
Rollin' up in third gear, guess it's just a habit.
And all you freaky bitches reaching out to grab it,
Don't hesitate 'cuz you can have it, I'ma stab it!
Demolition, came to crush the mission,
Just in time for you maniacs to listen.
And it 'aint nothin' cuz I don't think it's serious.
My flow is cold, like the weather in Siberia.
Keep your head bobbin, like a novelty.
And all them turkey MC's wanna gobble me.
But I'm a shark in my underground fish tank,
And I don't give a shit what those motherfuckers think.
B-Boy with a taste for the metal,
A taste for the fine rhyme and I 'aint gonna settle.
If you don't like it then you can scratch up on these nuts bitch,
Polar bear 'aint a cracker you should fuck with.
Buggalo, shining like a diamond.
Momma went and bought a kid a mic, now he's rhyming.
And now he's hated 'cuz everybody played it.
But they're just hatin' cuz I motherfuckin' made it!
Get a life! Get a motherfucking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, when I'm nice!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherfucker bring it on!
Get a life! Get a motherfucking life!
You don't wanna see what I can do, when I'm nice!
You don't wanna be my enemy I promise you!
If you do, motherfucker bring it on!
*sigh* Hey! Let me turn it down,
Pour me up another double shot of the crown
Get this party hoppin' when I step into your town
I came to boogy down, cuz I don't give a fuck!