Перевод песни Stuck - Limp Bizkit

Psycho female blowing up the phone line

You need to tighten that screw

It's been loose for a long time

I've been slammed with some bad luck

Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck, buck

And now you duck duck goose, I'm lettin loose

With the thirty odd freestyle

Labeled hostile by my profile

Must be all the madness

You and all your tactics

Jonesing for my cash

Got to make them pockets super phat

Hey, I'm a humble man

Kicking out the jams like a trampn

I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business

What's with all the business

I get paid to take the microphone

And slay the stage stay away

From all the bros. in my band

And all the fans and

All my friends is when the cash is coming in

Or I'll be slamming them balls to the wall

With the ink on my flesh and the yes, yes y'all

No 9 to 5, I'll still survive

I keep my engine on that amp

Like a Chattanooga champ

That's all we need, another bad seed

Planted on this earth motivated by greed

You wanna play that game bitch

You take a dash for my cash

It's your ass that I'm blasting

Boy you wanna play that game bitch

You take a dash for my cash

It's your ass that I'm blasting

You're bad luck, you're so... stuck

Stuck deep down in that hole again,

Stuck you got your brain on my green again

Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so

Stuck in your head you don't even know

All I wanted was a Pepsi, just one Pepsi

Far from suicidal

Still I get them tendencies

Bringing back them memories

That I really miss when I reminisce

Rocking back in the '80s live

My attitude to do or die

Once I was a maggot

Now I'm just super fly

Bound for the boundaries

No limits, G

Phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny

Your style's in my pocket

Proclaimed to regain that essence

Pressing 'cause I'm hostile

Labeled by my profile

Indeed I am, I am indeed hostile

When it comes to greed

Aw yeah, ain't nuting like a greedy bitch

Digging, digging, digging, digging,

Digging so deep for that green

All I know, all I know

That you must be fucked up in that head

I got a little problem

Just one question, beyatch

Why, why you wanna be like that

Why, why you gotta be like that

You wanna be like that

Why, why you wanna be like that

Why, why you gotta be like that

Why, why you wanna be like that

Why the fuck you wanna be like that

Why, why you gotta be like that

Why the fuck you wanna be like that

Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be

Why, why, why, you wanna be like that

Why, why, why you gotta dig in

My business you fucking whore

Stuck on yourself, you are

You take a dash for my cash

It's your ass that I'm blasting

Stuck on yourself, you whore

You take a dash for my cash

It's your ass that I'm blasting

You're bad luck, you're so... stuck

Stuck deep down in that hole again,

Stuck you got your brain on my green again

Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck

In your head you don't even know

Live on tape beyatch (don't fuck with us)