Spit It Out (Live at MSG 2009)

Did you never gave a damn in the first place Maybe it's time you had the tables turned 'Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved And the verdict is guilty�� Verse 1 Man nearly killed me Steppin' where you fear to tread Stop, drop and roll - you were dead from the git-go Big mouth fucker, stupid cocksucker Are you scared of me now Then you're dumber than I thought Always is and never was Foundation made of piss and vinegar Step to me, I'll smear ya - think I fear you Bullshit Just another dumb punk chompin' at this tit Is there any way to break through the noise Was it something that I said that got you bent Gotta be that way if you want it Sanity, literal profanity - hit me Chorus Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Verse 2 Maybe it's the way you gotta spread a lot of rumor fodder Keepin' all your little spies and leavin' when you realize Step up, fairy I guess it's time to bury your ass with the chrome straight to the dome You heard me right, bitch, I didn't stutter And if you know what's good just shut up and beg, brother Backstab - don't you know who you're dissin' Sideswipe - we know the ass that you're kissin' Verse 3 Biggity-biggidy bitch boy, halfway houser Don't hear shit 'cause I keeps gettin' louder Come up and you get a face full o' tactic Lippin' off hard, goin' home in a basket You got no pull, no power, no nothin' Now you start shit Well ain't that somethin' Payoffs don't protect, and you can hide if you want But I'll find you - comin' up behind you Chorus Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Bridge 'Bout time I set this record straight All the needlenose punchin' is makin' me irate Sick o' my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears Where you gonna be in the next five years The crew and all the fools and all the politics Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick You got dick when they passed out the good stuff Bam - are you sick of me Good enough - had enough Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Fuck me I'm all out of enemies Chorus Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Spit it out All you wanna do is drag me down All I wanna do is stamp you out Outro Spit Spit Spit Spit Spit it out