Cause growin up
I was never,
The logical one
Packed my shit,
Left home
Like the prodigal son
With a bottle of jack
And my shotgun strapped
I went looking for fame
And yo I never went back
Filled with spite
Staying high as a kite
I was dealin
And stealin
Everything in sight
Pool hustling
Trying to make that green
I've been ramblin
And gamblin
Since the age thirteen
Working like a bitch,
Like a god damn tank
Some disagree
Because my rents had bank
But all that's gold
Don't always glitter
So I'll take another puff
From my one hitter
I'm a slave to the trade,
Paid to rhyme
Blow all my cash
On cheap women and wine
Cause money, money, money
Ain't shit to me
But I gotta make a lot
Just to be free
I'm here and I'm there
I'm Kid Rock bitch
And I'm everywhere
I'm here and I'm there
I'm Kid Rock hoe
And I'm everywhere
Many nights she comes to me
And fills me where I lay
I hope to god
One day she gonna see
The love is not that way
She holds
In that morning time
And never lets me go
I hold on back
One day she gonna see
And come into my show
Please God please,
I'll pay any cost
If you'd just stop
the world
cause I wanna get off
There's too much hardship
and too much pain
There's too many
mother fuckers
tryin to get in my brain
I've been to your mountains
I've been to your seaside
Everywhere I went
somebody's wanted a free ride
But parasites
can't fade the Rock
Cause suckers
that step in my way
will get shot
I hold key
to my own success
Suckers that step
will be put to rest
I hold the key
to my own success
And suckers that step
will catch a bullet
in their chest
So pass the buddha
the funky tie hooter
Watch me rip because
I'm such a slick shooter
Not a generic dime
a dozen M.C.
Never was in a posse
never wanted to be
I'm here and I'm there
I'm Kid Rock bitch
And I'm everywhere
I'm here and I'm there
I'm Kid Rock hoe
And I'm everywhere
Many nights she comes to me
And fills me where I lay
I hope to god
One day she gonna see
The love is not that way
She holds
In that morning time
And never lets me go
I hold on back
One day she gonna see
And come into my show
Now I've been walkin
the earth
since the beginning
of time
And won't leave till
I've received
that seventh sign
All this talk
their gonna drop the bomb
But life keeps going
on and on and on and on
The world's end don't worry me
And I'm gonna get where I'm going,
just don't hurry me
Cause I'm in no rush
and I can't stand rushin
Everything is slow motion
like I'm trippin on tussin
Fussin with the girls,
they waste my time
Thrashin and bashin
going out of my mind
Crucified by the critics,
everyday
Cause I really ain't got
that much to say
I'm a slave to the trade,
paid to rhyme
I don't wear a watch
and I don't keep time
I live my life
just like the skipper
But only at night
because I'm a day tripper
Twitchin, shakin
and I get more bass
than John Paul Jones
Visions of red
shoot through my head
And I wont stop trippin
till the day I'm dead
I'm here and I'm there
I'm Kid Rock bitch
And I'm everywhere
I'm here and I'm there
I'm Kid Rock hoe
And I'm everywhere
Many nights she comes to me
And fills me where I lay
I hope to god
One day she gonna see
The love is not that way
She holds
In that morning time
And never lets me go
I hold on back
One day she gonna see
And come into my show
Yeah your fuckin with
The Kid Rock honey
Get back on the streets
And get my money
Money, money, money,
Money, money, money
Get my money
Yeah you fuckin with
The Kid Rock baby
You can have my car
If it will drive you crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy,
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
Yeah your fuckin with
The Kid Rock honey
Get back on the streets
And get my money
Yeah you fuckin with
The Kid Rock baby
You can have my car
If it will drive you crazy
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