Limp Bizkit - Why Try lyrics

Oh no, guess who's back Strapped with the flow like a Gatlin blow Walk with a limp it's the pirate pimp On a nightmare track with a snagged ? Stuck like a psycho white bred hybrid Ninnies gets plucked from your eye lid Get that, ya'll better come quick, better come fast I'ma drop a match in ya gas Boom, every hit don't lie Pitch you a fit when your sh** don't fly Eat you alive, got that punk, Spit this fire to the Bizkit funk Uno, dos, trace in your face Catch me a case when you run from the ghost With a cup and a click one little slip The alligator grip gonna turn you to toast So why try, if ya gonna die You're goin' straight to the gate in the sky With all the hate I relate to the crime One more s**a MC gonna fry Why try, if ya gonna die You're goin straight to the gate in the sky With all the hate I relate to the crime One more s**a MC gonna fry Round two, stagger to your feet Homies in ya corner thought ya done with the sleep This one oughta do it, so step it on back Or you'll be seeing stars when you're knocked out flat I'ma tell ya something ya probably never knew Tangle with the lion you gonna end up in the zoo Check out all ya crew lookin' in my cage It's feedin' time player I'ma eat you like a plague Times are gettin' tough but I ain't had enough This heavy metal beatin' on ya brain is gonna crush Oh what a rush, like a million women Naked by the pool, but there ain't nobody swimmin' Maybe I'm a twisted but man it's just the Bizkit Having me some fun with you dumb little tricklets You know who you are, you insecure gorillas The underdog Freddy D now became ya k**a So why try, if ya gonna die You're goin' straight to the gate in the sky With all the hate I relate to the crime One more s**a MC gonna fry Why try, if ya gonna die You're goin straight to the gate in the sky With all the hate I relate to the crime One more s**a MC gonna fry I'ma rock it like some TNT Blow it up like a G with a dolla bill three All ya G's with the fleas c'mon please Don't lie f** with me and you'll fry, yeah I'ma rock it like some TNT Blow it up like a G with a dolla bill three All ya G's with the fleas c'mon please Don't lie f** with me and you'll fry, yeah So why try, if ya gonna die You're goin' straight to the gate in the sky With all the hate I relate to the crime One more s**a MC gonna fry Why try, if ya gonna die You're goin straight to the gate in the sky With all the hate I relate to the crime One more s**a MC gonna fry