Limp Bizkit - Gold Cobra Lyric

Song for Limp Bizkit - Gold Cobra

Lyric for Limp Bizkit - Gold Cobra
Yeah, Who's the champ? Yeah.C'mon, check this:
Wakin up aggravated, stupid Shit, man I hate itBitches lyin, bitches cryin,suicidal, get in lineGettin mine, bouncin freaks, losin sleep, countin sheepAbsolute, cash and loot, men in black packin heatBorn and blazin rotten raisin fingers up time ta wave'mShow these playas playin that they better get their ass to prayinThere will be nothin but dice after the cuttin' I'm guttin emLike a fish they're gonna wish they never pushed my button
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no goodYou're gettin nothin while I rock here in HollywoodI'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bankI don't give a fuck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'allGolden Cobra
Oh, Uh, That's right, yeah (shut the fuck up!) that's right
Feelin Korn, goin blind, free as hell, doin timeI'm insane, can't complain, flush you turds down the drainDown the hatch, throwin craps, throwin matches on the gasCheck the math check the wheels check the ride pay the billsBurnin miles, harder smile if you're feelin versatileVerses wild, flippin bitches, grindin trucks, skatin ditchesHatin hard but hardly hatin, knife and slice your shit like baconSick and tired, you is fired, I'm the truth and yous the liar
The door's shuttin and a knock will do you no goodYou're gettin nothin while I rock here in HollywoodI'll tell ya somethin else you can take it to the bankI don't give a fuck what none of y'all people think
Holdin the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'allGolden 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'allGolden Cobra