kid rock that´s right you know i´m back ho
from the dead where i had to lay low
seems strange but i ain´t changed nothing
pot smokin´ beer drinkin´ mother fucker that´s me
in the flesh and i guess i´m the best
in the muther fuckin midwest cuz there´s no contest
for the pimp in the pimp of the nation
so fuck college and a good education
all we need to learn is how to hold hands
then we could live in peace in my homeland
god damn the way my pain swells
i spend all my time killin´ brain cells
the light shed on me was a dim gleam
so i live life in a bottle of jim beam
droppin´ dots or sniffin´ that blow black,
i go to sleep at night watchin´ kojak
fuck hoes cuz i´m no big fag
roll with zig zags like to read skin mags
when i shoot i never miss
and if i played the bass i´d probably pluck it like this...
people wanna know what i´m thinkin´ but i don´t care
so i keep my thoughts in a bottle of cuervo
just a wild young buck
got banned from the shelter but i really don´t give a fuck
cuz i still be clownin´ suckers be frownin´
forties of busch i be poundin´
i ain´t dead in the head like manson
i´m more laid back than muther fuckin´ ted danson
hanson brother style when i´m rumblin´
couple of shots of don q and i be stumblin´
fumblin´ footballs hangin´ in the pool halls
out late night with my crew stealin´ u-hauls
i´m not into havin´ clean fun
i step into the party strapped with a machine gun
but i´m no gangster like gotti
"i´m just an m.c. to put the boogie in the party"
back in black plus a new track
and i won´t quit till your ears blow from feedback
when i shoot i never miss
and if i played the guitar i´d probably strum it like this...
so give it up bitch cuz i´m the kid rock
and today i know you don´t wanna get shot
you look gay you´re too cliche
so fuck all y´all hoes and yo chuck pass the jay
sellin´ me out like bitches to make a quick buck
but muther fuckers like y´all just have no luck
your little plan was a flop
tryin´ to get em on by sellin out the kid rock
a part of me was with you but yo he died,
and i´m glad you stepped off cuz i ain´t givin´ no free rides
you little bald headed peon
and fuck it mother fucker if you want it lets get the beef on
cuz i´m sure i´m sure ya
are gonna try to come back around but i´ll ignore ya
it only takes one shot to floor ya
cuz i´m kid rock bitch and i´m real mutha for ya
better jet so cuz i won´t let no hoes from the metro
take mine "what up doe"
come look son i´m number one...
"cuz i worked like a bitch to get the job done"
in the twilight zone with rod serling
i ain´t goin´ bald so fuck sy sperling
when i shoot i never miss
and if i played the harmonica i´d probably blow it like this...