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 f**ker that`s me
In the flesh and I guess I`m the best
In the muther f**kin midwest `cause there`s no contest
For the pimp in the pimp of the nation
So f**k 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
F**k hoes `cause I`m no big f**
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 f**k
`cause 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 f**kin` 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 `cause I`m the kid rock
And today I know you don`t wanna get shot
You look gay you`re too cliche
So f**k all y`all hoes and yo chuck pass the jay
Sellin` me out like bitches to make a quick buck
But muther f**kers 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 `cause I ain`t givin` no free rides
You little bald headed peon
And f**k it mother f**ker if you want it lets get the beef on
`cause 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
`cause I`m kid rock bitch and I`m real mutha for ya
Better jet so `cause I won`t let no hoes from the metro
Take mine "what up doe"
Come look son I`m number one...
"`cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done"
In the twilight zone with rod serling
I ain`t goin` bald so f**k sy sperling
When I shoot I never miss
And if I played the harmonica I`d probably blow it like this...