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...