gold cobra lyrics – limp bizkit

“gold cobra”

yeah, who’s the champ? yeah.
c’mon, check this:

wakin up aggravated, stupid sh*t, man i hate it
b*tches lyin, b*tches 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 *ss 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 b*tton

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*ck 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*ck up!) that’s right

feelin korn, goin blind, free as h*ll, doin time
i’m insane, can’t complain, flush you t*rds down the drain
down the hatch, throwin cr*ps, 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*tches, grindin trucks, skatin ditches
hatin hard but hardly hatin, knife and slice your sh*t 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*ck 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 h*ll ain’t you

holdin the gold it’s so gold it’s so golden y’all
golden cobra

/ limp bizkit lyrics