Violent J, Violent J, is that you?
I`m on the microphone, so what`cha wanna do?
Violent J, Violent J, is that you?
A wicked, wicked clown painted just for you

I drink Faygo, it`s only a buck-ten
I`m a pour it on your tits when we f**king
`Cuz I`m with that kinky s**t, hoe
I can see you butt, naked in your window

Shimmy up the house side dash
Now I`m gonna press my nuts on the glass
Let me in, hoe, don`t ya know
I`m Violent J of the ICP, yo, I got me a checklins cashing

If I could spend it with the hoes I`m crashing
But don`t get all geek slut
`Cuz I`m a buy ya some lava to wash your butt
What`s this clown s**t about?

A knife to your neck
And your throat`s hanging out
With a do-me-ray
Now it`s about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
Yo, Nate, Yo, Nate woo hoo

Frontin`, they frontin`, everybody`s frontin`
Violent, Violent J is gonna tell ya something

If ya know a bitch who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid Rock will probably eat that s**t
Boohoo motherf**ker what`cha cry for?
I`m that ni**a that your bitch would die for

The whore showed up at my front door
So I f**ked her in the ass and I threw her out the back door
The bitch thought it was a cake drive
She said, “Drive me to the city, so I dropped her off at lakeside”

You driving me home, well, I meant ta
But plans have changed so get your ass on the Centaur
Hoe, this ain`t no taxi I be mackin` hoes, they don`t mack me
Never slacking, hoes I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock never slacking, hoes I be macking

Violent J serving ghetto hard street s**t
The funk, the funk from the old days
Violent J serving ghetto hard street s**t
The funk from the old days

Well, I`m up for the shot in a minute
Show me a valley, I might yodek in it
Like somebody else I know, I been to Mount Plen
As I`ve been to Romeo, meo, meo

Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya son
Three for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies that I run with
Bitch call your mother `cause you`re done with

Toe tip-toe, I snuck in your house
And fell asleep butt-naked on the front couch
So, excuse me, pops, I`m napping
So could ya shut the f**k up with that yapping?

And your wife`s all worked up for nothing
She act like she ain`t never seen a wang or something
`Cuz it really don`t matter, I`m a show my nuts to innocent bystander
Every f**king day `cuz it`s about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell you what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?
I just said, “It was motherf**ker”

Skinny dipping in the pool, you know, I drown hoes
F**k them doggie style and play that ass like a bongo
Hit it, hit, hi-hit it
Hitting home rums and never wimp, ho

Smoke my dick like it`s a big spliff
This ain`t a blooper and I`m no joker
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like a super soaker
But I won`t pull it out for a cheap joke

Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to Deep throat
Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya
But ho, don`t let the smooth taste fool ya
Don`t let the smooth taste fool ya