Fred Durst - Gold Cobra lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 Man in black, Packin' Heat Born and blazin', Rotten Raisin' Fingers up time to wave'em Show these players playin' That they better get their a** to prayin' They won't be nothin' but dice After the cuttin', I'm guttin'em Like a fish, they're gonna wish They never pushed my bu*ton [Pre-Chorus] The door is shuttin And a knock'll, do ya no good You're gettin' nothin', while I rock here in Hollywood I'll tell you something else, you can take it to the bank I don't give a f** what none of y'all people think [Chorus] x4 Holdin' the gold, it's gold, It's so golden y'all, Golden Cobra [Verse 2] 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 Thrown' matches, on the gaz Check the math, check the wheels Check the ride, pay the Bills Burnin' miles, harder smile If you feelin' Versatile Verses wild, flippin' b**hes Grindin' trucks skatin' Ditches Hatin' hard, but hardly hatin' Knife and slice your sh** like a bacon Sick and tired, you is fired I'm the truth, and you's the liar [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] x4 [Bridge] x2 Oh Yeah Listen what I'm telling you, there's only one king on this hill It sure as hell ain't you [Chorus] x4