Gotta make this money and I make this money
This money is me this money is everything I do and see
Who are you to judge me
Just let me be and let me breathe
I see this whole world headin' for damnation and I'm ready to leave
I can't believe, this whole world twisted me
You fuckin' biggots, you fakes, you wanna-be's
I see the future and it's lookin' grim
A lake of fire lookin' looking like a long trip
I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
Far from saved
I'm a fist of rage
In a broken state
I'm a razor blade slittin? through a wrist of hate
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back
Slim Jim's and a Tin Man grins deadhead's with dreads
And now the Feds growin' shark fins
My girl's knocked up we're in love
But she's young and yo I think I'm gonna get locked up
I couldn't cut the mustard with a Ginsue (sp?)
And I'm twisted brown from all of the bullshit that I've been through
I'm lookin' for love, but it's got too many damn faces
I can't win...even with these four aces
My place is here...in the mix...with tricks
And the sickos...I spend G's but only make nickles
My soul tickles, but this ain't even fun and games
My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain
My fuse is short and it's lit
Like me I should have fought?sketchy...it's gettin' hard to see
My heart bleeds...believe in every dying breath
These people they take and they take until there's nothing left
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
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I sense danger, I'm a stranger
I'm feelin major torn, cause I wasn't born in a manger
And my anger has no outlet
So all day long I smoke that sess
I never rest, never sleep, I'm a freak
Too cheap to talk, and so I scream like YAHHHHHHHH!!!
And everything that you stand for hates us
But everything your soul needs it awaits us
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't go around her say FUCK THAT
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't go around him say FUCK THAT
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't come around here say FUCK THAT
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't come around me say FUCK THAT
I sense danger, I'm a stranger
I'm feelin major torn, cause I wasn't born in a manger
I feel funny, and I smell like sex
But in my heart I have no regrets
So let's roll, pay your toll, get soul
Let me know, uphold, smoke a bowl like
Cause everything that you stand for hates us
But everything your soul needs it awaits us
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't go around her say FUCK THAT
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't go around him say FUCK THAT
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't come around here say FUCK THAT
So let's ride, not slide, let's mack
And if they say you can't come around me say FUCK THAT
I see lights in my sights, but they look dim
I never backed out or cracked out, but I look thin
I wanna fight for the right, but I'm wrong
Say you love me, now I'm gone
I never rest, never sleep, I'm a freak
Too cheap to tal
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Check it
Times are changin
Talk about it
More so each year
But the Early Mornin, Stoned Pimp is here
Yeah
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if ya here me yaaaawwwwn
Just drop that top
Come on, girl
Hey hey hey
Well well well well
Hey hey hey
Well well well well, well
Come on, girl, Yeeeaaahhh
And I be catchin them northern pike
Like on a ten pound test
Posess, never fess, take a guess
I be the early mornin stoned pimp
Straight limpin,
Boone's Farm drinkin
At the party big booty pinchin
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin
Whack MC killin, the fine hoe drillin
With the million dollar talent and the ten cent brain
Been gone too long, too much cocaine
But now that I'm back, on the block
I'm ready to rock
Left to right, all night
My game's tight, I wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest, smartest, label in town
Top Dog get down, Uh
Radio won't play me
But still I got the kids around the world goin Kid Rock crazyin
Wicked witches be flyin on broomsticks
Kid Rock be comin with the boom boom boom biatch
I from the sticks biatch
Straight from the RO
Kid Rock I aint's no bitch
Ah, yes you are hoe
So quit frontin like y'all don't know
When I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino
What's up?
So get a good look bro, get a good gander
I'm made in Detroit, but my name aint Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus
While you're lookin really gay like fuckin Billy Ray Cyrus
I'm the highest MC of all time
Got my mind on the D
And the D on my mind
And the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see<
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I remember waiting for the school bus
Jenny Clayton was my first crush
And neither one of us had a clue
An old Cheyenne it was my first truck
Rusted, rough and kinda beat up
But when she jumped in it felt brand new
And now these days when I drive through a small town
I turn my stereo up and roll my windows down
’Cause it reminds me of my first kiss
And those days that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
Just to love you again
I remember drinking from the same cup
We’d break up just to make up
I remember falling in love with you
Smokin’ cigarettes on the tailgate
Man it seems like it was yesterday
When Main Street felt like Park Avenue
And when I’m driving through any ol’ small town
I turn my stereo up and roll my windows down
’Cause it reminds me of my first kiss
And those times that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio jade corrected this!
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
When forever felt like it would never come
And we never thought we’d turn 21
So young we thought this could never end
Oh how I wish we could go back again
And now that time has taken over
And we can’t fight this getting older
But somehow baby we made it through
And every time I’m a lookin’ at you
It reminds me of my first kiss
And those days that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
Just to lo
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Unlike me, you're gonna run away
Unlike me, you'll see another day
Run like me, out on the highway
I will ride so faaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrr
I'll probably never make it therrreee
I never went to college, I ain't got no skills
I got hair to my shoulders and a bottle of pills
I got bills stacked up like a turkey club
I blew my last dime drinkin at the local pub
I am not sunshine
I am dark and grey
For this life of sins
I live, each day I pay
I am not Jesus
But I died in vain
Only to relive each day I'll pay
Unlike me, you're gonna run away
Unlike me, you'll see another day
Run like me, out on the highway
I will ride so faaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrr
I'll probably never make it therrrreeee
Rock, rock y'all
(Rock y'all)
To the beat y'all
(Ah, to the beat y'all)
Check it out y'all
(Check it out y'all)
You cant stop y'all
(You can't stop y'all)
Rock, rock y'all
(Rock y'all)
To the beat y'all
(Ah, to the beat y'all)
Check it out y'all
(Check it out y'all)
You come alive y'all
(Alive y'all)
Come on
I never felt at home, although I grew up loved
I got a junkies mind in a ramblin man's blood
Got a flood full of thoughts that's caught in a dam
Somedays I'm gone, but that's where I am
I'm fit to slip another rippin rhyme
I'm so ahead of the game, I feel left behind
Another dime to boost, I got boots of lead
You knew that I was comin cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was comin with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm gonna move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes
Cause it's been a long time comin
But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sellout, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self-made and paid and sawed off 12 gauges
Up that ass for the 9-8
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin correct
Flat out...you diss me punk
That's when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck buck bucking...a fuck fuck fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-O
Role model, your motherfucking H-E-R-O
My motto, "Be Cool...Keep Pimpin"
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D
And it's all good...I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick...kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack em
Devil wit
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Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogie said up jump the boogie
My name is KIIIIID... Kid Rock
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogie said up jump the boogie
And this is for the questions that don't have any answers
The midnight glancers and the topless dancers
The gang of freaks, cars packed with speakers
The Gs with the forties and the chicks with beepers
The Northern Lights and the Southern Comfort
And it don't even matter if your veins are punctured
All the crackheads, the critics, the cynics
And all my heros in the Methodone Clinic
All you bastards at the IRS
For the crooked cops and the cluttered desks
For the shots of jack and the caps of meth
Half pints of love and the fifths of stress
For the hookers all trickin out in Hollywood
And for the hoods of the world misunderstood
I said it's all good and it's all in fun
Now get in the pit and try to love someone!
Bawitdaba da bang a dang diggy diggy diggy said the boogie said up jump the boogie
For the timebombs tickin and the heads that hang
Cowboy... cowboy
Well I'm packin up my game and I'm a head out west
Where real women come equipped with scripts and fake breasts
Find a nest in the hills chill like Flynt
Buy an old droptop find a spot to pimp
And I'm a Kid Rock it up and down your block
With a bottle of scotch and watch lots of crotch
Buy a yacht with a flag sayin chillin the most
Then rock that bitch up and down the coast
Give a toast to the sun, drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars
Sip the teajuna... I wanna roam
Find the old town chillin fools then come back home
Start an escort service, for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of four seasons
Kid Rock and I'm the real mccoy
And I'm headin out west sucker...because I wanna be a
Cowboy baby
With the top let back and the sunshine shinin
Cowboy baby
West coast chillin with the Boone's Wine
I wanna be a Cowboy baby
Ridin at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a pig from a mile away
I bet you'll hear my whistle blowin when my train rolls in
It goes (whistling) like dust in the wind
Stoned pimp, stoned brew, stoned out of my mind
I once was lost, but now I'm just blind
Palm trees and weeds, scabbed knees and rice
Get a map to the stars, find Heidi Flice
And if the price is right I'm gonna make my bid boy
And let Cali-for-ny-aye know why they call me
Cowboy baby
With the top let back and the sunshine shinin
Cowboy baby
West coast chillin with the Boone's Wine
I wanna be a Cowboy baby
Ridin at night cause I sleep all day
Cowboy baby
I can smell a pig from a mile away
Yeah, Kid Rock you can call me Tex
Rollin sunset woman with a bottle of Becks
Seen a slimmy in a 'vette, rolled down my glass
A
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It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It's the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn't have no internet
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair
[Chorus:]
And we were trying different things
We were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She'll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We'd blister in the sun
We couldn't wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock and roll
While we were trying different things
And we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking 'bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I'll hear that song and I'll start to sing along
And think man I'd love to see that girl again
[Repeat Chorus x2]
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Yeah
And I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands
We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans
And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame
I played their game
And as they scream my name
I will show no shame
I live and die for this
And if I come off soft
Then chew on this
Are you scared?
Devil Without A Cause
And I'm back with the beaver hats
And Ben Davis slacks
Thirty pack of Strohs
Thirty pack of hoes
No rogaine and the propane flows
The chosen one
I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab
From the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics back
And I did not stutter when I said that
I'm going platinum
Sellin rhymes
I went platinum
Seven times
And still they ill
They wanna see us fry
I guess because Only God Knows Why
Why why why why
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh
They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at
Say hey hey
Let me hear where your at and say hey hey
I'm givin it back, so say hey hey
Show me some metal and say
Hey hey hey hey
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!!
Fuck all y'all
I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock
Skynyrd, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones
David Allen Coe and no show Jones
Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
Pass that bottle around
Got the rock from Detroit
Soul from Motown
The underground stoned fuckin pimp
With tracks that mack and slap back the whack
Never gay, no way, I dont play with ass
But watch me rock with Liberace flash
Punk rock, The clash
Boy bands are trash
I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash
Flash flash flash flash
