Do what you have to
I do what I had to
To break through a pick a style that sticks like glue
And as I rank I wanna thank no one
Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done
You helped me around
My parents put me down
I never skipped town
I stood my ground
We kept showin up
Drinkin and throwin up
Rap was my life
As I was growin up
Actin a fool in school no one topped us
Smart ass in class at times abnoxious
Drivin a bronco
Runnin my own show
And pullin the look a like Marilyn Monroe hoes
And me and Bo got together
Made sense
Spent many nights in Mt. Clemens basements
I scratched records and performed a few tricks
KDC mix let the Black man talk shit
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
Who holds it down like Bad Leroy Brown
Now I won´t stop cause yo I´m Kid Rock
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They don´t want me
Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done

F-F-Fames a costin the price ain´t nice
Its like the roll of the dice
For a whole new life
But don´t get my song wrong
I enjoy it alot
Walkin around like a big shot
Cause I´m Kid Rock
Smooth as an ice cube
Cool as an igloo
And more complex, than a rubix cube
A healthy wealthy young one with a quick tongue
Smart from the start and from the heart my rhymes run
And as I incline thru time to get mine
I try not to slide, but walk a straight line
Though it´s hard when the climb gets steep
The one who finds is the one who seeks
So I sought and fought
And alot I got taught
And although I left those who stole got caught
Many shows I rocked
Many suckers I laughed at
And those who snapped back usually got slapped
The cat if I was strap
Cause I was a sun of a gun
Livin life on the run
Now I pleaded 18 and outdone by none
Bold, Young, Handsome, Bad like Bronson
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
And when in motown I cool out in Greektown
On the upside with nuthin too high
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They don´t wnat me
Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done
Chuck nice break that beat down
Uh huh...Uh huh..Uh huh
KDC...huh

Six Generations of rap and I´m first
Ready to burst, the style is rehearsed
I worked and worked and worked and I worked
When many thought I was just gettin jerked
Used, abused, but I paid my dues
And now no one out there could fill my shoes
And my pants and do this dance
This shit didn´t happen by chance
It went slow not quick, but now I´m your pick
Ain´t that a trip when I started from zip
And now up and up and up I wont stop
The flop just pop the flat top the Kid Rock
Yes me the low key MC
With the ability to rock a party
Anywhere and make people stare
I´m lookin while I´m cookin with no care
Pumpin the new sound town to town
Who holds it down like bad Leroy Brown
And still I wont stop growin this flat top
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They don´t want me
Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done