Song Length |
3:31 |
Genre |
Rock - Hard Rock, Rock - Heavy Metal |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Similar Artists |
Linkin Park, Limp Bizkit |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Can you hear that ?
[Verse One]
Can you hear that? Can you hear that? I said, can you hear that? I'm so sick of it, I'll finish it, I'll stand my ground. I get sick of groupie bitches always hanging around. You ain't dropping them panties, put this dick in your mouth. And if the head game's whack then I'll be kicking you out. I'm sick of feminist women who always have an opinion, always claiming that they hard, they really soft as a kitten. Tell me who's gonna break you off and do it like me? Tell me who's gonna wet it up, beat it up til it bleeds? I'll admit that your lips have me addicted in ways, but when you open your mouth I feel like punchin your face. So know your place in this situation and think before you speak, I'm on the edge of insanity, why can't you listen to me?
[Chorus]
Can you hear that? That's the sound of me not givin a fuck. That's the sound of me lettin you know your attitude sucks. I've had enough of my ???? I've got my middle fingers up, I'm lookin out for number one, the only person I trust. Can you hear that? That's the sound of me breaking your face,that's the sound of me flippin out and trashin the place. I've had enough of my luck?? I've got my middle finger up, I'm lookin out for number one the only person I trust.
[Verse Two]
...??? If it was taken advantage like I won't notice at all, my life consists of bitch ass friends and bitch ass broads, always scheming to make a come up off of all my work, they always call when they fall like I'm their personal Lurch. To my face I'm the shit, these fuckers call me fantastic. I see their bitch asses with they seat belts fastened. You fuckers know that I'm crazy, I've had enough of the game, with too many screws loose, I'll never be the same. I'm in my own little world and now the violence returns. I'm sick of the phonies so now it's time that they burn. Light 'em up like a firecracker on Fourth of July, I'm all alone in this world, who gives a fuck if you die.
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Sometimes my job sucks ass, I can't get shit right, I'd rather be fuckin a bitch or jackin off all night. But I guess the cool part is I always say what I want, like fuck you bitch, yeah I'm talking to you cunt. I wake up everyday expecting to be rich, and if my money's lookin funny then I'll pimp out my bitch. And to the youth of the world, you better get that cash, fuck all the time, and enjoy life while it lasts.
[Chorusx2]