IntroOur lesson begins in the small town of Romeo, Michigan 1985 Several years ago deep on the westside of Detroit I reigned soarly with the old and new school rules of hip hop Don Balow, Wes Chill, and my DJ JC Fresh Rockin microphones and turntables day by day and night by night But still the force was not complete That's when we met a homeboy by the name of Kid Rock Others had doubts and laughs because he was white But I knew what time it was, so I put him behind the turnatbles And this is all he had to say Fu, Fu, Fu, Fuck, Fuck, Fu Fuck, ...Fuck Off This Is The History Of Rock Kid Rock Index American Bad AssYeah! and I've set up and turned out this state with my own two hands We've traveled this land packed tight in minivans And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame I play their game, and then they scream my name I will show no shame, I live and die for this If I come off soft, then chew on this.... Are you scared? Devil without cause, and I'm back with the Beaver hat and Ben Davis slacks 30-pack of Stroh's, 30-pack of hoes No rogaine in the propane flows 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 goin platinum...sellin rhymes I went platinum..seven times And still they ill they wanna see us fry I guess because of only God knows why..why..why Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at and Say HEY HEY Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY I like AC/DC and ZZ Top, Bocephus, Beasties, and the Kings of Rock Skynyrd, Seger, Limp, Korn, the Stones, David Allen Coe with No Show Jones Yeah! Pass that bottle around Got the rock from Detroit and soul from Motown The underground stoned fuckin pimp With tracks that mack and slap back the whack I'm not gay, no way, I don't play with ass But watch me rock with Liberace flash Punk rock the Clash, Boy Bands are trash I like Johnny Cash and Grandmaster Flash Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at and Say HEY HEY Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY Yeah...I saw your band... Jumping around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gunna learn sucker? You just can't fuck with Twisted BBBBBBrown Truckkkkkeeeeerrrr I'm an American Bad Ass Watch me kick, you can roll with Rock Or you can suck my dick I'm a porno flick, I'm like Amazing Grace I'm gunna fuck some hoes after I rock this place Superfly living doublewide Side car on my Glide so Joe C can ride Fuckin sack to share, bringing flash and glare Got the long hair swinging, middle finger in the air Snake skin suits, 65 Chevelle See me ridin in sin in the rebel yell I won't live to tell, so if you do Give the next generation a big FUCK YOU Who knew I'd blow up like Oaklahoma Said fuck high school, pissed on my diploma Smell the aroma, Check my hits I know it stinks in here, cause I'm the Shit Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at and Say HEY HEY Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY I'm a cowboy, Bad Ass in black singing HEY HEY HEY HEY From side to side from front to back Say HEY HEY HEY HEY I put Detroit City back on the map by Singin HEY HEY HEY HEY Kid Rocks in the house and thats where I'm at! Kid Rock Index Dark And GreyFuck Off 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 faaaaaarrrrrr I'll probly never make it there I never went to college I aint 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 vein Only to re-live 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 faaaaaarrrrr I'll probly never make it there Rock rock y'all To the beat y'all Check it out y'all Cant stop y'all Rock rock y'all To the beat y'all Check it out y'all Come alive y'all 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 Some days I'm gone But that's where I am I'm fit to slip Another rippin rhyme Im so ahead of the game I feel left behind Another dime to boost I got boots of lead Hope I live to see This pirate's bread I am not sunshine I am dark and grey For this life of sins I live Each day I paaay I am not jesus But I died in vein Only to re-live each day I 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 faaaaarrrrr I'll probly never make it there Kid Rock Index AbortionMy veins are poppin' from this love inside I just can't let it out This pipe and these needles are my only guide They've got me on the wrong route What is my life about? Living in the shadows of a man I've never seen And dreamin' like a lonely child I know your brothers and your sister and your mother too Man I wish you could see them too Oh Lord, Oh Lord Man I wish that you could see them too Man I wish that you could see them too So can I come to see you sometime? Cause I've been missin' you I've never heard you cry I've never seen you why I'm feeling oh so young But still I must die to get to you And if I do I wonder how just you will see me And implicate the things I've done I'm dieing in the shadows of this man I've never seen I'll see you soon Now wheres my gun? Oh Lord, Oh Lord Oh Lord, where's my gun? Oh where's my gun? Oh Lord, where's my gun? Oh Lord, my gun Let me open your eyes Let me see who you are I am you, you are me We are a part of The second coming of Christ It's God himself in a jar Yeah yeah Let me open your eyes Let me see who you are I am you, you are me We are a part of The second coming of Christ It's God himself in a jar Yeahhhh heyaaaaa You got me, sad and lonely But I'm me, me You know you make me so lonely I am so lonely And I will pray and then I'll cry And I will pray and then I'll cry And I will pray and then I'll cry And I will pray and then I'll cry Kid Rock Index Fuck ThatI 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 *SNIFFFFFF* 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 talk, and so I shut up like 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! FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT! FUCK THAT! Kid Rock Index Born 2 B A HickSee I was born a little pie-eyed motherfucker Mamma she left me and my pappa was a hard trucker Out on the highway we loved to roll He never made me go to school. I never begged to go I was a low class livin raised out in the sticks I was born to be a hick See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands People always tell me I'm a twisted man Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit And i was born to be a hick ohhh i was born to be a hick man See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands People always tell me I'm a twisted man Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit And i was born to be a hick See i was born to be a hick man Yeah i was born to be a hick man Yeah yeah yeah I'm a shot gun tokin I'm a John Deer drivin I'm a hiiiiiiick Ahhh har Kid Rock Index |
