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I seen a fly slimmy on the avenue
When I was on tour in Baton Rouge A mean little missy with an attitude I played it smooth, no need to be rude I stopped the ship, stepped off like Chewie Ran some game like Louie Louie Talked her on the bus, talked her out of her shorts No lie y'all, I'm here to report She had some Cadillac pussy Some Cadillac pussy She had some Cadillac pussy She had some Cadillac pussy Man it would drive you wild |
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They used to call me names
Said I was just a wanna be But now they all pay to see What they were gettin for free How about them days and now You don't know what to say Ain't it funny how the sun can shine And hide away And its a long way on a they say highway I'm still runnin A lonesome highway of uncut my way Can you feel me comin In a 59 drop top blood red Cadillac Knock knockin Black bob at your door Still rockin Everybody say that Knock knockin They used to say ritchie boy He got no sense But now they say oh bobby man He was my best friend Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories And the times can change And no sense ritchie just But himself a big fuckin airplane I grew up in the back woods Hung in the crack hoods Learned to pimp Like a mack should I could have been a rich man like pops I never kissed ass And those days since passed Here I stand like Jesus I don't need this Fuck you ho's can squeeze this I cant believe this I'm so wasted From all the fruits of life That I've tasted Never a clone on the microphone I got shit built up Cause I never felt loved at home And all alones how I spend my free time Writin real rhymes Drinkin cheap wine Easy whips And a cracker I'm the master blaster No one cuts faster The king of disaster Is who I am ho And I'll be rippin the fuckin rhymes And ill make you mother shit her pants bro So so You better watch your back Watch for me comin Watch for me comin In a 59 drop top blood red Cadillac |
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Yeaaaaahhhhhh!
When the sunshine showed her face, I felt like I was ready to die. Went looking for a place to hide, a hole I could crawl inside. Long lines, whiskey bottles, and the same old song, I smell death in the air and I know it won't be long. And I could say I'm trying to change, but that's just another lie. It's been a day and a half - and I'm still high. And I feel like Jackson, Mississippi (a river runnin') Like Jackson, Mississippi (a river runnin') Ja-Ja-Jackson, Mississippi (a river runnin') Like Jackson, Mississippi A river runnin' through my veins When the daylight disappeared, I took a good look inside - behind my pride, I sat down and cried. I know I'm not a fool, but I don't know what's wrong. Maybe it's time to pack and just move on. And I could say I'm trying to change, but that's just another lie. I'm looking for someone to tell me why. I feel like Jackson, Mississippi (a river runnin') Like Jackson, Mississippi (a river runnin') Ja-Ja-Jackson, Mississippi (a river runnin') Like Jackson, Mississippi A river runnin' through my veins A river runnin', A river runnin' through my veins, A river runnin' athrough my veins, A river that's runnin' through my veins. |
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Maybe I've been on the road too long
Livin' my life through these songs I guess lovin' a music man Really wasn't in your plans Does it matter if I'm sorry again And why should I apologize You knew all along this was my life You know my in's and out's All of my fears and doubts It's the life I love But it's you I cant live without And this whole world seems cold and empty Someone please turn on the lights Lord, if there's an angel you could send me I could use one here tonight Now where I am supposed to go My only home was in your soul I know that I can't stay here and drown in a pool of tears Should I pack my pride And face this life alone And this whole world seems cold and empty Someone please turn on the lights Lord, if there's an angel you could send me I could use one here tonight Maybe it's me who's cold and empty And in my darkness I cannot see the light (Cannot see the light) Please, God, if there's an angel you could send me yeah (Lord, if there's an angel) 'Cause there's one missin' from my life You are my heart, you are my soul Where ever you are that's where I'll go You know my in's and out's All of my fears and doubts It's the life I love But it's you I can't live without Yeah it's the life I love But it's you I can't live without Baby, it's the life I love But it's you I can't live without Yeah The life I love The life I love But it's you I can't live without |
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Our lesson begins in the small town of Romeo, Michigan...
1985. Several years ago Deep on the West side of Detroit I rank souly with old and new school rules of hip hop Don Balaw, Wes Chill and my DJ JC fresh Rockin' microphones and turn tables day by day, and night by night But still the force was not complete That's when we met our homeboy by the name of Kid Rock Others had doubts of the lad because he was white But i knew what time it was So i put him behind the tables and this is all he had to say [Scratching] FUCK OFF! This... is the History Of Rock. |
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Im drunk again
Excuse the hiccup The redneck originator rollin' in my pickup Truck jacked up with the four gold shocks And where I come from mud flaps come stock. People Kid Rock it up and down the block. And the hens all flock to the coup with the cock. You wanna rock with me baby Row it down to the swamp. Dock your boat We'll do the hillbilly stomp. We'll do the hillbilly stomp. I like Stuckies, truckers, and big mesh hats. I like large round women in laundromats. I like to wander jack. Like a backwoods thug. And watch the moonshine through the bottom of a jug. Huggin' and kissin' with my vision all blurry Siftin' through this world of worry. Hurry up with love, Please God Bless I don't do drugs anymore, Or any less. I didnt start this mess on the planet Stop lookin' at me like a bandit I've been chillin' Down at the swamp. With the folks that want, to do the hillbilly stomp. Do it We'll do the hillbilly stomp. Now people wanna know how to do this dance Lift your legs in the air like you wet your pants Plant your hands on the top of your butt And stomp around the woods like you're all fucked up Circle up the trucks Fire up the brush Untuck your shirt We're gonna kick some dust Don't two plus two it Or three plus three it Four by four to a place that's scenic. Heat it up hot like some ham hocks cookin' And hop to the spot where the cops ain't lookin' Bring your whole flock down to the stomp And we can rock all night doing the hillbilly stomp. Do it We'll do the hillbilly stomp We'll do the hillbilly stomp |
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"Well fire it up
Chop one out Somebody's got to know That I'm two days in I got two days left to go Cause I am Georgia I am Memphis Tennesee I am everything Hollywood wants to be I am love and I am hate I'm your late night drunk debate But you'll never put Your finger on me Have you ever seen the sun Over the Rocky Mountains shining Or touched the sands Of a Southern Florida beach Have you seen a grown man cry Or a child thats slowly dying Have you looked inside To see all that you can see And I am North and South Dekota And New York City I am everything Hollywood wants To be I am love an I am hate And all the critics can debate But they will never put a finger On me No you'll never put your finger on Have you seen the Nothern falls Or the Midwest seasons changing A Montana storm Or a warm Kentucky rain Have you heard the love that sings Over the inner city sidewalks Have you risen above All that leads to hate And I am Boston and D.C. And all of Detroit City I am everything That Hollywood wants to be I am southern rock-n-roll Country and hip hop soul And you'll never put your finger on me I'm a father and and I'm a friend, I'm your brother until the end. But you'll never put your finger on me I am only God knows why, I'll be a cowboy till I die. But you'll never put your Finger on me You'll never put your finger on me You'll never put You'll never put Put your finger on me" |
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I like to play Hank Williams, Jr
Records Just as loud as they will rock I'm into Lynyrd Skynyrd, Run-D.M.C. And that American pimp, Kid Rock I like Willie, Waylon, George and Merle and alot of ZZ Top I like country, soul, rock-n-roll And I love me some hip hop I'm a redneck rock-n-roll son of Detroit I dont like no new wave Techno bands around I'm a drink a couple dozen beers Go out and jam some gears I'm a long haired rock-n-roll Son of Detroit I got bougart and west coast chopper That sure makes them bitches stare Got a dead flamingo wrapped around this cowboy hat i wear I like 2 cuss, yell, scream. fight And raise all kinds of hell And if you ride to live like i live to ride Then let me hear that rebel yell I like my whiskey straight up daiquiris Make me ill And if someone touches my beaver skins I get mad enought to kill I got a rifle rack in my pick up truck Im a four wheelin maniac And if you wanna race Just name the place And ill show you where its at |
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Been sittin alone
Thinking bout the past Another lonely night Another empty glass This path i'm walkin Always seems to lead nowhere I wonder how much you think of me How we used to laugh How we used to be It seems like freedom Has never had a man so scared Times might change Love it comes and goes How I wished I could have shown you How deep for you my love goes And I know this might seem crazy I would end my life for you You know I don't want to But id do it for you yeah id do it for you I wonder how much you think of me It hurts to think the past Is all that you can see Now it seems like freedom Is better then the love we shared Times they change Love it comes and goes How I wished I would have shown you How deep for you my love goes And I know this might sound crazy I would end my life for you You know I don't want to But id do it for you Yea id do it for you Listen to me I wonder how long it takes to see There's nothing more I want Then you here with me Freedoms been knockin' But I refuse to let her in Times they change Love it comes and goes How I wished I would have shown you How deep for you my love goes And I know this might sound crazy I would end my life for you You know I want to Come back home and care for you Baby id do anything for you I'd do anything for you |
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"Its been a Hard Night for Sarah
The divorce went through today Ten years out the window Shes been faithful all the way Shes feeling really bitter Shes feeling lost and small She wonders where it all went wrong Shecant seem to recall Its been a Hard Night for Sarah Shes taken quite a fall Well he was all she ever hoped for And she gave him all she had Never gave a cause to worry Never hurt her or made her sad And no one thought to tell her They all figured that she knew Just another harmless fling A phase all men go through Its been a Hard Night for Sarah She's going to have to see it through Gonna have to see it through The sun is slowly rising On another brand new day The children will be waking soon And she'll send them on their way Its been a hard night for Sarah Its been a hard night for Sarah Its been a hard night for Sarah But today is another day Today is another day" |
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