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You are my favourite mutha fucker
I told you, didn't I?

Trauma makes the world go around.
Does anybody got a problom with that?
My buisness is my buisness
whos gulty can I get a witness.
First things first
the chocolate starfish is my man Fred Durst
acces Holywood life since the kill
a redneck fucker from Jacksson ville.
Bringin on the dump star funk
a microfone (mashettis?)
In the pack of my trunk rockin so steady
with the he says she says
and don't forget about the starfish navagation system.
Don't hate me I'm just an Alien
with 37 tons of new millenium
Dum didi dum where's that coming from
Miss Aguilera come an get some
Oh no wich way to go
to the dance flo, (in super stereo?)
Have you no mind
I've seen the fight club
about twenty eight times

And I'm a ceep my pants (saggin?)
Ceep a skateboard a spraycan for the taggin
and I'm a ceep a lot o girls ( from my pin vagget)
Cause I don't give a fuck, livin life in the Fast way

I'm just a crazy mutha fucka
living it up, not giving a fuck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha fucka
living it up, not giving a fuck
In the fast way

Take two
now whos the starsucka
I'm the starfish
you sily mutha fucka
puff puff give
the marijuana cig
Oops! I don't even smoke
but I love the way it smells
Heres a toast to the females
( who suck a mom champane) from a seashell
I take a (Gallafid?)
and pop his ass like a sid
with the starfish navagation system
No cheap thrills baby
fill the briefcase
with three dollar bills
I'm just an ordinary run at the mail
fella, spitting out halla mike skills

And I'm a ceep my pants (saggin?)
Ceep a skateboard a spraycan for the taggin
and I'm a ceep a lot o girls ( from my pin vagget)
Cause I don't give a fuck, livin life in the Fast way

I'm just a crazy mutha fucka
living it up, not giving a fuck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha fucka
living it up, not giving a fuck
In the fast way

Cus it's so easy, to tell a lie
and it's so easy, to runnin high
but it's not easy, to be alive
So don't be wasting non o my time

It (swallows?) like a cage
and I don't think its fair
and I don't even think
that anybody cares
It'll leave a hole, what!
down inside of me, what!
and It'll leave a scar, what!
can anybody see, what!
That we gotta get it out
gotta get it out
We gotta get it oout
gotta get it out
We gotta get it oout
gotta get it out
And I'm a get it out

With the mutha fuckin microfone
rockin in my soul
I'ma reall getting wiped
and outa control
I'm a keep it alive
and continue to beat
Fly like an eagle to my destiny

So can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
Can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
Can you fill me?
Hell yeah!
If you fill me mutha fucka then you say!
Hell yeah!
Then you say
Hell yeah!
Then you say hell yeah I'm living life in the fast way.

Cus it's so easy, to tell a lie
and it's so easy, to runnin high
but it's not easy, to be alive
So don't be wasting non o my time

Yeah bring it on!

I'm just a crazy mutha fucka
living it up, not giving a fuck
living life in the fast way

Another crazy mutha fucka
living it up, not giving a fuck
In the fast way