Gold cobra lyrics

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Waking up aggravated

Stupid shit man I hate it

Bitches lyin' bitches cryin'

Suicidal get in line

Gettin' mine bouncin' freaks

Loosing sleep countin' sheep

Absolute cash and loot

Men in black packin' heat

Born and blazin' rotten raisin'

Fingers up time to waive 'em

Show these players playin' that

They better get there ass to prayin'

There won't be nuttin' but dice

After the cut in the gut

I am not like 'em there gonna wish

They never pushed my button

The door is shuttin' and a knife

Will do you no good

You gettin' nuttin' while

I rock here in Hollywood

I'll tell you somethin' else

You can take it to the bank

I don't give a fuck what

None of y'all people think

Holdin' the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

Golden cobra

Uh, that's right

Yeah, that's right

(Shut the fuck up)

Feelin' Korn going 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 match check the will

Check the ride payin bills

Burnin' mouths wanna smile

If you're feelin' versatile

Versus while flippin' bitches

Grindin' trucks skatin' ditches

Hatin' all the Harley hatin'

Knife is slicin' shit like bacon

Sick and tired you is fired

I'm the truth and you's the liar

The door is shuttin' and a knife

Will do you no good

You gettin' nuttin' while

I rock here in Hollywood

I'll tell you somethin' else

You can take it to the bank

I don't give a fuck 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

Yeah

Holdin' the gold it's so gold it's so golden y'all

Golden cobra

• Artist:Limp Bizkit
• Album:Gold Cobra (2011)