[Verse 1]

I fuckin' hate Limp Bizkit (Me too)

That's good, I got somethin' we can do

Grate 'em? Yeah, shred 'em like cheese

Dope, 'cause I fuckin' hate 'em (Please)

That motherfucker Fred Durst

Looks like he fell out his mom's— face first

Yeah, you're tellin' me, he's got no swag

His raps suck like a vacuum bag (Damn)

That's what's up, my G

He the worst white rapper that'll ever be (Haha)

Sure as fuck ain't no Eminem

Looks like he's got Drake's pubes on his chin

Yeah, he's a punk, punk-ass bitch

You won't ever catch me listenin' to any of his shit

I don't blame you, they're fuckin' lame

That's why we friends, dawg, we feel the same

[Chorus]

Joke's on you

You missed one clue (We don't give a fuck)

From what I see

You always do

[Verse 2]

That motherfucker Fred Durst

Is like a Fred-ache, makes my head hurt (Haha)

My whole damn body achesEvery time I listen to 'em, I start to shake

Wait, wait a goddamn minute

You tellin' me that you listen to that shit?

I mean, not really, I mean, not now

But back when I was a kid (Hmm)

I don't know, dude

I'm startin' to feel like I barely know you

But— But, dude, I was just a kid

I didn't think too much about the things I liked

Things you liked? (Yeah)

How 'bout I beat your fuckin' ass to tomorrow night?

Hold up, dawg, I don't get it, we tryna fight?

You're goddamn right

[Chorus]

Joke's on you

You missed one clue (We don't give a fuck)

From what I see

You always do