Limp Bizkit - Gold Cobra lyrics

Yeah, Who's the champ? Yeah. C'mon, check this: Wakin up aggravated, stupid sh**, man I hate it b**hes lyin, b**hes cryin,suicidal, get in line Gettin mine, bouncin freaks, losin sleep, countin sheep Absolute, cash and loot, men in black packin heat Born and blazin rotten raisin fingers up time ta wave'm Show these playas playin that they better get their a** to prayin There will be nothin but dice after the cuttin' I'm guttin em Like a fish they're gonna wish they never pushed my bu*ton The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank I don't give a f** what none of y'all people think Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all Golden Cobra Oh, Uh, That's right, yeah (shut the f** up!) that's right Feelin Korn, goin blind, free as hell, doin time I'm insane, can't complain, flush you turds down the drain Down the hatch, throwin craps, throwin matches on the gas Check the math check the wheels check the ride pay the bills Burnin miles, harder smile if you're feelin versatile Verses wild, flippin b**hes, grindin trucks, skatin ditches Hatin hard but hardly hatin, knife and slice your sh** like bacon Sick and tired, you is fired, I'm the truth and yous the liar The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no good You're gettin nothin while I rock here in Hollywood I'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bank I don't give a f** what none of y'all people think Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all Golden Cobra Oh yeah listen what I'm tellin you (I'm tellin you) There's only one king on this hill It sure as hell ain't you Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all Golden Cobra