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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
Turntables
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Vocals
John Otto
John Otto
Drums
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
Bass Guitar
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Songwriter
Leor Dimant
Leor Dimant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
Producer
Nik Trekov
Nik Trekov
Engineer
Zakk Cervini
Zakk Cervini
Mixing Engineer
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
Producer
Lizzy Ostro
Lizzy Ostro
Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, Fred, shut the fuck up (C'mon, Freddie D)
[Verse 1]
I'ma make an announcement, this cracker ain't slouchin'
Got the flow, keep the big boys bouncin'
Nu metal one hit wonders
The Bizkit back, time to run from the gunner
Banger, another Limp banger
Out the closet, off of the hanger
Y'all better take cover (Yeah)
Here come a UAP, Master Chief says, "Danger"
DJ Lethal (Lethal)
Got the SP-12s, hella medieval
Try not to forget (Uh)
I'm still a redneck fucker from the sticks
Light it up like an ambulance
Siren blarin' in my head again
I'm about to go nutso, straight freak show
No room in the bistro
[PreChorus]
Bigger, better, fake it? Never
Livin' with or without cheddar
Love my early sex, ain't marrying
Bitch, you heard me? You ain't worthy
[Chorus]
Everybody needs some hardcore, fucked-up bang-your-head shit
So turn it up, bitch
Everybody needs some hardcore, fucked-up bang-your-head shit
So turn it up, bitch
[Verse 2]
Full metal jacket causing me some racket
Talkin' me some shit 'cause I can back it (Yeah)
I ain't into packin', but when I'm stuck in traffic
I feel like blastin' all you fools with this Maverick
Tactic, plastic, fuckin' up the fabric
Better get a grip, hide your stash in the cabinet
Bitch slap, pitch black, smacked with a ball bat
Knocked out is how I'm gonna call that
I can see that the times have changed
But it's still the same game, just a bunch of bullshit
And when you're full of shit, you're always full of shit
Check yourself and realize who you're fuckin' with
The Don Julio fuckin' up the studio
Take your microphone and put your ass on blast
Fuck all the cash, I'll be the first and last
King of nu metal from the trash, hell yeah
[Chorus]
Everybody needs some hardcore, fucked-up bang-your-head shit
So turn it up, bitch
Everybody needs some hardcore, fucked-up bang-your-head shit
So turn it up, bitch (Turn it up)
Everybody needs some hardcore, fucked-up bang-your-head shit
So turn it up, bitch (C'mon)
Everybody needs some hardcore, fucked-up bang-your-head shit
So turn it up, bitch
[Outro]
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-ah, it's freezing in here
Hahahaha, yeah
Turn it up, bitch (Bitch)
Written by: Fred Durst, Leor Dimant
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