Hey, look, to begin with: Limp Bizkit wasn’t that bad.

There is a great deal to hate if this found Fred Durst and co.’s rap-metal reign in the turn from the century—the questionable fashion. the unquestionably bad album titles. the slandering of female celebrities and also the very awful Woodstock ’99 melee. Generally, the background music wasn’t unlistenable, though. Particularly if you were 12 years of age whenever you took in into it.

Like a dumb suburban pre-teen who appreciated unnecessarily angsty rock music but the Wu-Tang Clan. Limp Bizkit’s aggro-bro musings were up my alley. “Break Stuff” as well as their cover of George Michael’s “Faith” were inspiringly loud “Nookie,” their breakthrough hit from 1999’s Spouse. remains probably the most compelling rock hits from the era, while songs like “Re-Arranged” and “No Sex” offered as surprisingly effective counterbalances towards the testosterone hoedowns. Endure, is the fact that a Bizkit-Method Man song created by DJ Premier, that really type of knocks? And also the music video is loaded with lots of karate and Pauly Shore. Limp Bizkit was much more derided than equally schlocky n-metal functions like P.O.D. or Papa Roach. and I’m believing that that’s squarely because of their image and Durstian affectations, not the particular music quality.

But… man. “Rollin’,” charge single to 2000’s Chocolate Starfish and also the Waitress Or Flavored Water. is really as indefensible since many people think Limp Bizkit’s music is. 16 years later, will still be impossible for just about any rational person to consume that waitress or-flavored Kool-Aid.

And it’s not due to the chunky guitar riffs and hyperactive production, or perhaps Durst’s yell-rapping. “Rollin’” contains lyrics that provoke physical discomfort, a mlange of rhymes and attempted quotables which make the dude from Crazy Town seem like Kendrick Lamar.

After I was 13, I loved “Rollin’,” however i also understood I had been liking something terrible. Hearing “Rollin’” is much like eating three Baconators consecutively at Wendy’s, which sounds awesome when you’re a child, but deep lower fills you with existential dread.

A few days ago I happened upon a BuzzFeed list entitled “27 Of The Very Most Mind-Bogglingly Stupid Song Lyrics Ever,” and “Rollin’” was nowhere found onto it. With all of due respect, that instantly disqualified it as being a legitimate list. Or possibly “Rollin’” simply had a lot of bad lyrics for BuzzFeed to focus on? Consider:

1. The demented hokey-pokey from the chorus.

Durst wants you to definitely “move in, now re-locate, hands up, now hands lower,” in an alarming pace, but okay, we obtain it. Then, “Back up, support, let me know what you’re gonna do now!” So wait—is leaving diverse from copying? And does he really want us to audibly simply tell him what we’re likely to do now?

Eventually the thesis is presented: “Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ / WHAT!” Durst presumably doesn’t want us to decrease and roll, but is he instructing us to hear “Rollin’” during a vehicle? If that’s the case, how shall we be designed to execute the “move in, now move out” part? As he moans “Back up, support,” does he mean put our rollin’ vehicle backwards? What the heck is happening?

2. He rhymes “right here” with “right here.”

“Now I understand y’all be loving this shit the following / L.I.M.P.

Bizkit is appropriate here!” Durst crows at the outset of the very first chorus. An enormous rapping party foul! Later, he rhymes, “You wanna wreck havoc on Limp Bizkit? / You can’t wreck havoc on Limp Bizkit!” The idleness is obscene, however it will get worse, because…

3. He then calls the bad rhymes of others!

Seconds after rhyming “Bizkit” with “Bizkit” just like a true bard, Durst spits, “This platinum factor the following? Yo, we’re doing the work constantly / Which means you better acquire some better beats, and obtain some better rhymes.” Look, in case your rhymes suck, that’s one factor. If you’re positively challenging your audience to produce “better rhymes,” your personal rhymes had better be on point !

4. There’s multiplication?

“One, two, three, occasions two, towards the six!” is certainly a line in “Rollin’,” that is rhymed with “Chosen for the fix of this Limp Bizkit mix!” There are several different interpretations of the line on Genius. but in my experience, it’s always just meant “3 x 2 = 6.” Forced rhymes much?

The very first verse ends with a lot of f-bombs to please the rude dudes and dudettes pressing play: “So in which the fuck you at, punk? / Shut the fuck up, and back the fuck up / Basically we fuck this track up!” Okay, fair enough, but wait—does Durst want us to reply to his question of “Where the fuck you at?,” or does he want us to “Shut the fuck up”? You can’t get it for both. Ernest!

6. Misunderstanding of “rain check.”

One of the most perplexing lines within the song reads, “We got the gang set, so don’t complain yet / Twenty-four seven, never pleading for any rain check!” We won’t even touch exactly why we wouldn’t complain should they have their gang set, but when they’re doing their factor “twenty-four seven,” wouldn’t which means that Limp Bizkit really require a lot of rain checks, because they’re so busy crushing it? Which kind of appointments does “rollin’” prevent Durst and co. from meeting? As well as, who begs for any rain check?

Before “Rollin’” rolls to the conclusion, Durst shouts out, within this order: ladies, fellas, people who don’t provide a fuck, enthusiasts, haters, people who call themselves players, hot mamas, pimp daddies, people moving in caddies, rockers, hip-hoppers, and, most confusingly, “everybody all across the globe.”

What pointless! That latter phrase includes exactly what comes before it! An editor would browse the bridge to “Rollin’” and click on DELETE around the first 11 shout-outs. Limp Bizkit might have stored things far more concise… although according to Chocolate Starfish and also the Waitress Or Flavored Water. that’s not their game.

These BuzzFeed list contains some howlingly awful song lyrics, but I’d reason that the worst offenders (Nickelback ’s “Photograph,” Insane Clown Posse’s “Miracles”) don’t have terrible phrases comprise the whole from the song. For Limp Bizkit’s “Rollin’,” there’s no rest from the terror, no avoid the clunky instructions and useless math equations. Exist good Limp Bizkit songs? Certainly. Exist songs with worse lyrics than “Rollin’”? Maybe, however i shudder to assume with what dank corner of the eco-friendly earth they’re permitted to develop.