Spit It Out (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Joey Jordison/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson

Composed by：M. Shawn Crahan/Corey Taylor/Joey Jordison/Paul Gray/M. Shawn Clown)

Produced by：Chris Fehn/Corey Taylor/Craig Jones/Joey Jordison/Josh Brainard/Mick Thomson/Paul Gray/Ross Robinson/Shawn "Clown" Crahan/Sid Wilson

Did you never give 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

Man nearly killed me

Steppin' where you fear to tread

Stop drop and roll

You were dead from the git-go

Big mouth ****** 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 you

Think I fear you?

********

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

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

Maybe it's the way you gotta spread a lot of rumour 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 ***** I didn't stutter

And if you know what's good

Just shut up and beg brother

Back stab

Don't you know who you're dissin'?

Side swipe

We know the ass that you're kissin'

Biggidy biggidy ***** boy halfway houser

I don't hear **** 'cause it 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 ****?

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

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

'Bout time I set this record straight

All the needle-nose punchin' is makin' me irate

Sick o' my *****in' 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

**** me I'm all out of enemies

**** me I'm all out of enemies

**** me I'm all out of enemies

**** me I'm all out of enemies

**** me I'm all out of enemies

**** me I'm all out of enemies

**** me I'm all out of enemies

**** me I'm all out of enemies

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

Spit

Spit

Spit

Spit

Spit it out