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1. _ I'm A Dog
See me ride across the country with my shotty ridin' shotgun Got slimmys on my jimmy with magnums rockin' platinum Wig's dig this, the fuckin' police know I see 'em So I'm headin' up to Reno like a geo and I'll great 'em Free my mind of lifes inconsistencies You got a lot but yo you can't get these Free my mind of lifes inconsistencies I had enough and you can swing on these Cause I'ma dog baby See me ride across the country I'ma dog bitch Big suitcase full of money I'ma dog mamma And I'm rollin' El Camino I'ma D-D-D dog Drop top continental with a suicide see me ride You by my side big girl, yo we will never die I'll be your Hollywood eyes and send you swingin' baby Bring it home to pappa and Rock gonna make it jingle baby It's a God damn shame people they look at me But I know in the end you givea fuck about me And that's the reason I spit fire That's the reason I'ma set your ass on fire, fire I shoulda never left the bottle And if they want the truth then tell them bitches i shot 'em I'ma dog baby See me ride across the country I'ma dog bitch Big suitcase full of money I'ma dog mamma And I'm rollin' El Camino I'ma D-D-D dog Yeahhhhhhhhh Yeah..can ya, can ya, can ya feel it now? Freedom or death, nothin' left to do but fill it up Tripple X eyes of lust and you need to give it up Live it up sucker cause they're sayin' my days are numbered Who wants to live long anyway I'm goin' out with a blast Gettin' some ass, smokin' grass, leavin' all my cash for my little boy You wouldn't understand, you dont know where I come from hey yeah yeah Cause I'ma dog baby See me ride across the country I'ma dog bitch Big suitcase full of money I'ma dog mamma And I'm rollin' El Camino I'ma D-D-D dog I'ma dog baby I'ma dog baby I'ma dog baby more free lyrics |
2. _ Picture
[Kid Rock] Livin' my life in a slow hell Different girl every night at the hotel I aint seen the sun shine in 3 damn days Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whisky Wish I had a good girl to miss me Lord I wonder if I'll ever change my ways I put your picture away Sat down and cried the day I can't look at you, I'm lyin' next to her I put your picture away, sat down and cried today I can't look at you I'm lyin' next to her [Sherly Crow] I called you lastnight in the hotel Everyone knows but they wont tell But their half hearted smiles tell me Somethin' just ain't right I been waitin' on you for a long time Fuelin' up on heartaches and cheap wine I ain't heard from you in 3 damn nights I put your picture away I wonder where you been I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him I put your picture away I wonder where you been I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him I saw ya yesterday with an old friend [Kid Rock] It was the same ole same "how have you been" [Both] Since you been gone my worlds been dark & grey [Kid Rock] You reminded me of brighter days [Sheryl Crow] I hoped you were comin' home to stay I was head of the church [Kid Rock] I was off to drink you away [Both] I thought about you for a long time Can't seem to get you off my mind I can't nderstand why we're living life this way I found your picture today I swear I'll change my ways I just called to say I want you to come back home I found your picture today I swear I'llc hange my ways I just called to say I want you to come back home I just called to say, I love you come back home more free lyrics |
3. _ Cocky
Guess who's back? haha I used to be broke, confused..no joke Got used, smoked dope, paid dues Refused to give up quick, Now theres 10 million motherfuckers on my dick So what, say how, say who Fuck what, fuck me, fuck you Come clean, you know I will Drink a fifth of Jim Beam and still stand still uh I'm the illest fool Cooler than the water in a swimmin' pool Fly like a seagul, kickin' like a mule More jams than a beetle from Liverpool I deliver fool Now who the fuck are you? I'm Kid motherfuckin' Rock from the old school Got more money, than Matchbox 20 Get more ass than Mark McGrath They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up I'm from the outskirts of Detroit rock city A shirts, cadilacs, big titties Skinny models you can keep those I like big corn fed mid western hoes Dont you know? Talk fast, pimp slow Show up to black ties in t-shirts and slippers Sippin' liquor, fuck models, love strippers Known as the big tipper with the big dipper I got queens holdin' keys to my slipper Fuck a real good girl, I got the baddest bitch in the world They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up You think you got it good in Hollywood I got acres of land laid back in the woods Holdin' shares, cool like Fonzy Rollin' Lake St. Clair in my 40 ft. donzy You got a Bently? Wow! I got jets with web bars and trucks with gold plows Bitch bow when I pimp through For the Kid the Rock the red, white and blue Who knew the Kid would be Everything from old George Jones to Jay Z Baby I'm sick of gettin ripped off So pissed 'bout to be pissed off Mackin' me cause you know I'm paid That's why I'm clapin' my gardners and fuckin' my maids Nevermind my age but if we're takin' number 15 million sold motherfucker They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up Cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up They say I'm cocky, and I say What? It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up more free lyrics |
4. _ You Never Met A Motherfucker Quite Like Me
Yep I've been on the cover of the Rolling Stone I met the president when I was half stoned I been so high I've gotten confused I been beat down, broke and used Motherfucker I drank with hank, talked blues with Billy Rocked with Run sang with shotgun Willy Went from small time philly to big time Bobby From 3 day old chili to saki with wosabi I'm home hey I'm home You never met a motherfucker quite like me Not like me, dida dada like me, hey like me No more bein' poured drink specials at winners Or being ignored by the think straight sinners I used to smoke pinners while my moms made dinner Now I smoke bombs and rock with Lynyrd skynyrd No beginners here I'm a seasoned vet Educated on jazz by my man Amed Heard again my friend I been the world n back But I'm Michigan boy can you feel that And I'm home You never met a motherfucker quite like me Not like me, God damn like me, hey hey like me Never thought I'd go as far in life as this Never made par and I could give 2 shits Never wanted sell cars cause my dad was a dick Never wanted a guitar 'till I heard a lick like this And from the depths of dixie to my northern spots You know its time to rock when ole glory drops I pimp through town with the top laid back Black hat, fine blonde, cold pabst in my lap I'll adapt To any and all situations Thats why the call me the pimp of the nation Hey bitch you best believe I live in the woods not your world of greed Might, a little weed might a little yeah I'm so proud to be living in the USA You've never met a motherfucker quite like me Hey hey like me, da di da da stay like me, hey hey hey like me You aint ever met and you aint never going meet You never met a ,never met a ,never never never never met a Motherfucker quite like me You aint never met a mother like me Hey you aint never never never never never met someone like me (Hey hey) Never met like me, (Hey hey) (Hey dude hey) Never met a mother like me (Come on, hey) And you never, and never gonna never gonna meeeeeet (Hey come on already) You never meeeeeeeet (stop) What? (Dude, theres more to life that just you) hahaha more free lyrics |
5. _ Forever
I'm back (back) the fog has lifted The earth has shifted and raised the gifted You knew I'd be back so pack your bone And hit the road jack cause daddy's home With the funky hot rifs Thick like Al Rowker Pumpin out hits Gettin chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya, do not hate Or question the music i make (uh) [chorus] I make punk rock and I mix it with the hip hop I get you higher then a tree top You wanna roll with the Kid Rock I make southern rock And i mix it with the hip hop I got money like Fort Knox I'll forever been the Kid Rock Forever The junkies are, still cigar puffin Still the same cause I ain't changed nothin Huffin and puffin I got you rookies All in check doin' the redneck boogie The king is back to retract the whack Repacked my sack with a double deck pack Forget all that i'm still singin And like kids on monkey bars i'm still swingin Thought I got dusty Thought I'd get rusty thought I'd get rich and quit oh he must be Fat and ugly broke black and blue But I'm trim, fit, rich and I'm back for round two Red white and the pabst blue ribbon Dead right that's how I'm livin' Givin you more then the frauds and fakes They can't make the kind of music I make (uh uh) [chorus] The black hat is back, in original form The ledgible creditable inevitable storm Way past the norm,still misbehavin Finger in the air and the flag still wavin Young crones don't test the boss Cause I got this sewn like betsy ross You can floss and front You can taunt and tease But you can't fuck with rhymes like these Thumpin like a drum kit With rifs that split picks Pumpin for the kids who twist spliffs and sip fifths I got the gift I'm about to unwrap it 8 ball side pocket 8 ball in my jacket Pussy and blow you now how i live Can't say that Kid Fuck off I just did Watch me twirl like Earl the pearl Or just keep on Kid Rockin in the free world [chorus] punk rock Forever hip hop Forever tree top Forever Kid Rock (yeahhhhhhhh!) punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever southern rock Forever Kid Rock Forever (yeahhhhhhhhh!) FOREVER!! more free lyrics |
6. _ What I Learned Out On The Road
Headin' for the south lands, lookin' for some fun Down below that dixie mason I know your the one My tongue is chasin' my eyes are wide, I can see paradise I been down here once or twice but I never seen it look so nice ahhhhhhhhh yeahhhh ahhhhhhhhh yeah yeah I like it with the grass cut low Big mountain tops valley below I love it when you scream out my name Kid Rock, what you say? Kid Rock, what you say? Kid Rock, what you say? Kid Rock Yeahhhhh Cause I'ma bad maama jamma from Detroit city Rock from southern Alabama back to Macanow city I'm raw and greedy, show me, gimme, I'll nick it Gimme a slimmy and a jimmy I'll stick it Pick me up lady or beam me up scottie Late night shaddy let me slip it in your body I'ma scramblin' ramblin' straight travelin' man Spreadin' Moejo Sam, please understand From Detroit to New Orleans I love the life but I never sold my soul All them late nights, and early mornings Let me show you what I learned out on the road Let me show you what I learned out on the road You know I've tried a thousand times and I've tried to explain And I've cried a thousand times over things that I can't change I've learned a lot you know, I grow each passing day And I blame nobody but myself for mistakes that I have made He's a bad maama jamma from Detroit city Rock from southern Alabama back to Macanow city I'm raw and greedy, show me gimme, I'll nick it Gimme a slimmy and a jimmy I'll stick it Pick me up lady or beam me up scottie Late night shaddy let me slip it in your body I'ma scramblin' ramblin' straight travelin' man Spreadin' Moejo Sam, please understand From Detroit to New Orleans I love the life but I never sold my soul All them late nights, and early mornings Let me show you what I learned out on the road Let me show you what I learned out on the road Lord knows when your not here, I get so damn bored of me And I've spent some lonely nights that did not have to be And if you could only see, I swear I'd show you true And although I carry a load out on the road, I wanna come back home to you From Detroit to New Orleans I love the life but I never sold my soul All them late nights, and early mornings Let me show you what I learned out on the road From Detroit to Carolina I love the life but I never sold my soul From London town down to China Let me show you what I learned out on the road Let me show you what I learned out on the road more free lyrics |
7. _ Trucker Anthem
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Who's in the house? Truckerrrrrr Who's in the house? Truckerrrrrr Who's in the house? Truckerrrrrr Who's in the house? Truckerrrrrr Who's in the house? Truckerrrrrr Who's in the house? Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Oh-e-o ohhhh oh Singin, hey now people here we come Here we come motherfuckers Here we, kinny come come You know what we do and where we're from Detroit baby You got 15 seconds to get this seat now We're gonna start this show and blow your mind now Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh (Who's your Uncle?) Uncle Krackerrrrrr I'm double wide on the side, in the back of the bus I'm your Uncle Kracker sittin' platnum plus Double platnum (what?) Tripple platnum (fuck) You'd be a calm motherfucker if you add that up. Can you back that up? Yeah, but what for? I got a big brick house with 2 gold doors. Was born in that, you need to shut my mouth I'm the same motherfucker you been hearin' about Kracker went pop? Naw, I did the pop bash Floatin' through the air waves, pickin' up cash I dropped bottom D, people thought i went soft, shit I'm still very difficult to fuck with Straight outta the sticks of Romeo Michigan The early morning stoned motherfucking pimp of the God damn nationnnnnnn Ye haw motherfuckers lets rock With the Kid, that's all, ya dig, ya dont stop Got rifs to rock, brought boones to slam Now who's the man? Kid Rock God damn Back on the scene like a fiend for beats Aint slept in weeks Got too many freaks Seen too many geeks Try to rock the rap, so I'm back with heat To unseat the wack I'ma unpack, and set up shop I'ma step back and watch you rock I'ma rock track, so stop the pop Then I'ma master blastin through the aftershock I got, dug ditches to burry you bitches Who roll the flow and wanna stop the show So I'ma roll and flow another encore seven From north of Detroit, way south of Heaven Heaven, heaven, heaven Yeahhhh Turn it up, turn it up turn it up Ughh Come onnnnn Kid Rock motherfucker with the TBT Rollin' through your city like the General Lee You wanna fuck with me? Don't test the odds Cause your arms are too short to box with God But if ya, send me your address, I'll swing by Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fuckin' crew high Say bye, bye, bye to the wack And let it be known Kid Rock is back Yeahhh rollin' with the TBT Were gonna rock the house for my man Joe C. Yeahh, we wanna start this show, come on Come on, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh more free lyrics |
8. _ Lay It On Me
Lay it on me King Cowboy baby, you know my credits Don't ask if it's true, fuck it I said it Regret it? (Never) Pimpin'? (Forever) Pull more hoe's than the free cash levers So you better never, question the cleaver, cleaver I sever whatever, forget her, and turn 'em redder than ever You better wet her, and leave her makin' her miss me Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit city 71 super charged big block hemmy Ya eldavarge, I'm livin' more like Lemmy B-B-B-B-B Benny and the jet's is hot But you aint never met a motherfucker like Kid Rock And Twisted Brown Truckers like a loaded gun We're the band that other bands run from Doin' the backstage boogie is where you'll find me If you want some of that flash a pass, come back and lay it on me Lay it on me Baby you got Lay it on me Uhh..just lay it on me Lay it on me Lay it on me Now, people always say I aint livin' right But it aint my fault you misplaced your light Replaced your wife with some 2 bit missy Now she's gettin' fucked up in Detroit city Kickin' with the hippies, bikers, thugs Hit me with a micky, fast women and drugs 1 love, for 2 minutes a 3rd minute I'm gone Wake me up to eat around the crack of dawn I'm makin' pancakes baby if ya crack the eggs You'll feel the hours torn later when you spread your legs No need to bag, and don't trail behind me Just step up front a little lady and Lay it on me Lay it on me Baby you got Lay it on me Uhh uhh uhh uhh..just lay it on me Lay it on me Lay it on me Hey, hey, hey (talkbox)Here we go, lets, lets jam. We're comin', we're comin', we're comin' Live from Detroit it's Saturday night Got the funky fresh rhyme no beat to bite And to ya'll hee haws who thought I'd never rank I'm goin' hahahahaha all the way to the bank bitch I got rich off a keepin' it real While you radioheads are reinventin' the wheel Got critics all trippin' off I don't know what While I'm sippin' king louie not givin' a fuck Trash me in the news, give me wack reviews But you'll never find another who can fill my shoes Who can roll the blues, who can rock the rap Who can rock, who can roll, who can flow like that Uhh black rim and a pocket full of phone numbers From Pam Anderson to Suzanne Summers Understand I want peace like Gandi But until that day I'ma walk this way so Lay it on me I'm talkin' all night long Lay it on me Like a bang a gong Lay it on me With AC/DC on From hells bells to the next 9 songs Lay it on me I can love you like that Lay it on me I'd rather fuck to Foghat Lay it on me Yeah I can make you shake Slow ride it baby through the piano break Come on, come on, come on So step up front little lady Lay it on me Got to lay it on Lay it on me Yeahhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhh Ohhhhhh lat it on me You gotta 1, 2, 3 give it up Lay it on me more free lyrics |
9. _ Baby Come Home
I got the I got them love sick blues ya'll Man, I can't find my baby I think she took off with another man I been around the world looking twice You know I checked in New York City On the streets and on the subways And I looked around that tired town to find the one who loved me I looked out in the Hamptons thought she'd be hangin' with them rich folks But no she wasn't anywhere hangin' on the east coast I wish my baby come home I want my baby come home I wish my baby come home I want my baby yeah my baby to come back home Man you know I love that girl I checked down to the Southern plains from Alabama to Georgia Honey if you hear this, please know I'm looking for ya I checked with all my rebel friends I've looked around for weeks And I swear until I find her I won't eat and I won't sleep I want my baby come home I want my baby come home I want my baby come home I wish my baby yeah my baby would come back home I went from Albuquerque to Maine and didn't find a damn thing So I looked in California - up and down the coast I looked all over Hollywood - it wasn't even close Never found nothin' So, I came home, home to Detroit City And there she was sittin' on my porch - My baby looked so pretty Now my baby's back home Yea my baby came home Yea my baby's back home I'm so happy that my baby is finally home more free lyrics |
10. _ I'm Wrong But You Ain't Right
Breakin' the silence is the hardest thing in life Knowing that your wrong Feelin' like you cant go on I've been a victim so many times But I'm man enough to know when I'm wrong [shotgun cocking] With the fresh cut mullets back row in sight Pass the packed bowl and I'ma rock all night Up tight right wingers tryin' say i'm what I'm a flight bound singer not giving a fuck Hard luck I'm the devil with the grace of god On the level of Oz and it makes you nod With the body of a sinner, mind of a saint I'm everything you love, everything you hate Hit a lot of curves, hard roads and hills Got nerves of steel and watch time stand still It took too long but I stood my height You could say i'm wrong but you aint righhhhht You aint righhhhht You you you you aint righhhhht You aint righhhhht Right You aint you aint you aint Right You aint you aint you aint Right You aint you aint you aint Right You can save the environment with all your wind But can you save your children from a world of bullshit You look at me with a loss for love But if you took me out would your kids still do drugs You wanna point your finger at the unclear You wanna point your finger at the unclear You wanna point your finger at the unclear You outta point your finger in the mirror You wanna trip, quit cause I'ma keep rippin' And you can bitch but the strippers gonna keep strippin' I'm singin' songs in the key of life and you can say I'm wrong but you aint righhhhht You aint righhhhht You you you you aint righhhhht You aint righhhhht We just came to (get on down now) Rocccccckkkk Rock On Rock on Rock on Cowboy baby, cowboy baby [Shotgun cocking] [Shotgun cocking] You aint righhhhhhhht You aint you aint you aint righhhht You aint you aint you aint righhhht You aint you aint you aint righhhht You you you you aint righhhht You aint you aint you aint righhhht You aint you aint you aint righhhht You aint you aint you aint righhhht more free lyrics |
11. _ Lonely Road Of Faith
Up and down that lonely road of faith I have been there Unprepared for the storms and the tides that rise I've realized one thing, how much I love you And it hurts to see, see you cryin' I believe we can make it through the winds of change God is great indeed If you believe, in the everlife Yeah we gotta Make some sense of the piece that's not defined And if you just hold on, I wont let ya fall We can make it through the storms and the winds of change Though I walk through the valley of darkness I am not afraid Cause I know I'm not alone And if the wind blows east, would you follow me And if the wind blows north, would ya stay your course And if the wind blows west, would ya second guess And if it blows to the south, would you count me out And if the sun don't shine, would you still be mine And if the sky turns grey, would you walk away Would you say I do, if I say I'll be And walk this road through life with me You know I love youuuuuu On this lonely road of faith On this lonely road of faith more free lyrics |
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