Kid Rock » Early Mornin Stoned Pimp (Die album, die lirieke, beelde en video's)

Home

Lyrics

Kunstenaars

Albums

Voeg die album cover!

Early Mornin Stoned Pimp Deur: Kid Rock
13 Lyrics
Land:	*****
Soort musiek:	*****
Ranking:	2363 ↓-141

Early Mornin Stoned Pimp » Die lirieke [+ Voeg +]

1. _ E.m.s.p.

A ha ha, that's right motherfuckers
I'm back.
This is the true story about mackin
Check it
Times are changin'
Talk about it
More so each year,
But the early mornin'
Stoned pimp is here.
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if ya me yawn
Just drop that top
Come on...
Hey hey hey
Well well well well
Hey hey hey
Well well well well

And i be catchin' them northern pike
Like on a ten pound test
Success, never fess, take a guess
I be the early mornin' stoned pimp,
Straight limpin,
Boone's farm drinkin,
At the party big booty pinchin'
Chillin, like a villian, balloon fillin whack mc killin, the fine ho drillin
With the million dollar talent
And the ten cent brain,
Been gone too long, too much cocaine,
But now that i'm back, on the block
I'm ready to rock
Left to right, all night
My game's tight, i wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest smartest label in town
Top dog get down

Radio won't play me, but still i got the kids around
The world goin' kid rock crazy
Wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks,
Kid rock be comin' with the boom boom boom biatch
I from the sticks biatch
Straight from the ro

"kid rock i ain'ts no bitch"
Ah, yes you are ho
So quit frontin' like ya don't know,
When i step straight into the party with my homeboy
Tino
"what's up?"
So get a good look bro
Get a good gander
I'm made in detroit
But my name aint stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus
While you're lookin' really gay like fuckin' billy ray cyrus
I'm the highest mc of all time
Got my mind on the d
And the d on my mind and the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit me twice with the tussin and the morphine iv
I be
What they call an o-g bitch
I'm the motherfuckin' early mornin' stoned pimp

Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Because the detroit party don't stop y'all

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Because the kid rock party don't stop y'all

Now i'm the self made mack on a mountain on mars
Got the money green cut it with the high roll clause
A lincoln continental and a gran marquis
Rag top, drop down, rollin' on chrome d's bitch
The purple furs and the gold trim glasses
I only bust the fat asses
And i don't be givin a fuck who da hell can rap better than me
Cause i'm a true fuckin' player and i mack like a real g h-i-j-k, l-m-n-o-p is for pimpin,
Early mornin' stoned pimpin
I been down, been around,
From the bottom to the top
Partyin' down with the slimmies in the cities that i rock

Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya
Or if you wanna get your freak on, i'll just fuck ya
With the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ooh ahhh, biatch, shit
Im the early morning stoned pi-imp

Hey hey hey
Come on yo.

Now throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands up high, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands in the air and let's rock y'all
Because the detroit party don't stop y'all

Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Just throw your hands side to side, hip hop y'all
Just throw your hands up high, let's rock y'all
Because the kid rock party don't stop y'all

My name is tino, you know
Baby let's get funky,
I'm like lenny bruce girl but i ain't no goddamn junkie
Cruisin' with the kid in my '71
To the crib of love
Gonna get us some, ladies
We keep em on a string ah
Midgets in the house wanna smell my finger
Comin' for ya baby cause your so sure bumpin'
How do ya like me now in my brand new turban
I'm a natural born hoodlum
Not george raft
One of these days you kids will pay for my autograph
So groove baby, groove baby call your mama
I'm like charlie hooker baby
I got the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama

Ridin' around the neighborhood
Me and kid rock were up to no good
With the boogie drama
With your leather miniskirt and we got some wine
Playin' the radio ya look so fine
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
Let's get funky, that's my job
Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12
Day in and day out
Let's get funky
Come on everybody
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama
With the boogie drama

more free lyrics

2. _ I Wanna Go Back

Cause i remember way back when
Got kicked out the crib and had a place to stay in the clem
With some friends george and jay
It was a funky fresh crew and i'd dj
What a shock it was to be on the steps
Comin from a nice home now livin in the projects
No regrets cause i learned alot
And i earned alot in the parking lot
Doin dirt for the o.gs slangin rock
They used to call me that little white kid
Who could rock on the two turntables
And that aint no fable
Watchin' eddie murphy instead of clark gable
My whole life style switched hoss
Puttin in hours at the 76 car wash
But i could never wait for them weekends to come
Dum ditty dum ditty ditty dum dum
Boom, chick boom, the bass went
On turntables fuckin it up in duke's basement
Groove time productions, we kept the jam jumpin
Open up your ears im tryin to tell you somethin
And give some love back to those who loved me
206 court street and my second mom tracy
Little keesha and cole
My mellow blow, and my homegirl flo
Rock round see, you could find me some
But i kept my tables in the crib when i wasnt in the club
Tom rich and mike shafer used to give me rides
And buy me groceries when i didn't have no paper
And im grateful for this
Sometimes i look back and it's these times i miss
Making demos on my old four track

Sometimes i cant help but think, i wanna go back i wanna go back (x2)

Got kicked out again for bein fly
Got invited to stay with tony and eli
An' they treated me like brothers
R-i-p to their cool ass mother
An my brother din dada
For the homies up here i still gotta lot of love
I wanna go back, way back
To change things and bring y'all back
Im pourin beer out for y'all
Im singin i saw the light from my cousin paul
Life brings alot of tragedy
I look around at times and its so sad to see
A wasted life, or a broken home
But all i can do is take care of my own
I feel so alone like a stranger
But sometimes i express my love through my anger
And i lost alot of friends for this
Blackman, t-bone, ernest kdc, and chris
And the rest of the beast crew
I aint sayin that im awe, but i still got love for you
Cause i remember how it used to be
Make way motherfuckers beast crew's in the party
To the right and to the left
Many black men and funk daddy def stef
Cause sometimes i feel blessed for sure
To a been a part of one of raps last great tours
Ice cube, too short, d-nice, yo yo
Kid rock and it dont stop

I wanna go back (x3)

I remember litte robert, cause i stayed with him
I used ta go and see campbell, when i need a trim
And when times got grim and i lost my way,
I used to get blown of with reve
Bumpin' shoulders and slappin' hands
Willie knight had a disco, right in his basement man
Them new haven jams
Me and blackman running crazy scams,
Not a black or white thing, a wrong or right thing
Just makin' that money, and pullin them honies
Spandex shorts and the halter tops
Slanging them rocks, runnin' from the cops
The only white kid walkin' round on the block,
Cruisin' in amp's low ridin' ragtop
Go see howard for what ya need
Underage buyin' forties and bags of weed
Late night liquor from bubba coles
People used to say, rock you got soul
Had a studio budget from the cocaine loot
Chuck d and murph were the original three
Now richard d and cracker are down with me
I got a studio record and a taste of fame
But when i roll throught the clem it's all the same
Even though things change, you know i ain't forgot
Cause the love from the past gave birth to kid rock
But it's hard to go back to the things i knew
Cause ta me life a have now lives for two

Yeah, and that's where i'm at
I wanna go back (x3)

Let it ride, let it ride
Way back, uh-huh

more free lyrics

3. _ Intro

4. _ Outro

5. _ Live

6. _ Classic Rock

7. _ Ya Keep On

8. _ My Name Is Rock

9. _ Where U At Rock

Huh i grew a hurding cattle
I got more rhymes than heroin in seattle
You wanna battle with the rock quite frontin'
I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin'
Grab your honey and your beer and i'll break south
Take your money then i'll tell ya get the hell out
I'll put your head out this is my night
How ya gonna step with rock when i got the mic
I shot the sheriff and the deputy too
Paid off the feds now its all about my crew
What you hoes wanna do
One at a time or all at once i'll still roll through your whole crew
Like a south bound trucker
Hoss and mother fuckers take shorts mother fuckers take a loss
And when you step with your anger
I'm like the robot from lost in space (danger danger)
I give a warning but if you don't take it
I'll put my arm around your neck like we're cool then i'll break it
It's all real cop a feel from my steel
Here's the deal when i say clap your hands like a seal
Or better yet give respect where it's earned
You eat me up i'm like a hot pepper and you might get burned
You took a turn for the worst
Walked up in my face rode away in a hurse
Now how you gonna front on that
Kid rock's in the house that's where i'm at

Where you at rock where you at
Over here in the rear with your girl the fourties of beer
Where you at rock where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause i just don't care
Where you at rock where you at
Where you at rock where you at

1 2 and it don't stop
3 4 and it don't quit
1 2 and it don't stop

From the depths of hell to god's right hand side
I'm what's left of the get paid, self made pride
I'll step in stride i'm raw as cow hide
My first lp is still sellin' that ain't no jive
Am i the chosen one
Some people ain't getttin' where i'm comin' from
Or where i'm goin' to stand back
Kid rock's in the house that's where i'm at

Where you at rock where you at
Over here in the rear with the fourties of beer
Where you at rock where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause i just don't care
Where you at rock where you at
Where you at rock where you at
Rock the house yo

And i'll be the long haired wizard with the lazy eye
Ask the ladies and they'll tell ya that im crazy fly
I'm steppin' to the mic like a soldier bro
I hate to sound like a dick but i told ya so hoe
Old crow and a soul full of desperation
I'm rockin' up on the mic with no consideration
For you're church or you're family
Ayn rand couldn't stand me so she banned me
I'm like a dandy lion jack
You can cut me down and then i'll pop right back
And attack from the back like a great white
I'm not down with the scrappin' but i'm down for the gun fight
Behind my back talkin' shit
But when i front your ass you wanna act like a little bitch
Keep on and you get your ass macked
Kid rock's in the house that's where i'm at

Where you at rock where you at
Over here in the rear with the fourties of beer
Where you at rock where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause i just don't care
Where you at rock where you at
Over here, over here, uh over here
Where you at rock where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause i just don't care

Where you at rock where you at
Where you at rock where you at
Where you at rock where you at
Over here, over here, uh over here
Where you at rock where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause i just don't care
Where you at rock where you at

more free lyrics

10. _ Detroit Thang

It's a detroit thing, everybody
It's a detroit thing, tell your body
It's a detroit thing, gonna show you right
It's a detroit thing, yeah, yeah

I'm bout to say the law, cause i'm the k-i-d
I'll be whippin and flippin rhyms from the fuckin d
And for the peoples, and for the peoples
Aint nobody in the d bein equals to us
So i bust, cause it's a must that i go for my
With another funky detroit rhyme, yeah
I got it all like jack, and my shit is phat, you know that
And ya dont stop, and ya dont stop
Somebody in the houes?
Somebody, can i get a little soul clap
Can i get a soul clap y'all, a soul, a soul clap y'all
There's a party in the d, where ya at yo

It's a detroit thing, everybody
It's a detroit thing, tell your body
It's a detroit thing, gonna show you right
It's a detroit thing, yeah, yeah

I be bustin and fluckin, for the mother fucks
Cause i'm the biggin with the rock
Who got the gettin ducks
Talkin 'bout john lee, i'm talkin 'bout the p funk
Come on lets get drunk
Get a glass of wine, you'll be feelin fine
Rock is on the mic., i'm 'bout to go for mine
Got my shoelaces laced up, my hat turned back
My shit is phat, you know that

It's a detroit thing, everybody
It's a detroit thing, tell you 'bout it
It's a detroit thing, yeah, yeah
It's a detroit thing

Aint talkin 'bout philly, no
Aint talkin 'bout dc., no
Aint talkin 'bout new orleans, where they say the funk got started
I'm talkin 'bout the d, i'm talkin 'bout the d y'all
I'm talkin 'bout the d
It's a detroit thing

Yes, yes y'all, a free freak y'all
To the beach y'all, so unique y'all
I rock, rock y'all, i'm kid rock y'all
There's a party in the d, where ya at yo
It's a detroit thing, gonna show you right

It's a detroit thing, same same
It's a detroit thing, everybody
It's a detroit thing, tell your body
It's a detroit thing, gonna show you right
It's a detroit thing, yeah, yeah
And ya dont stop, and ya dont quit
And ya dont stop, stop, stop
Let ya body rock, and ya rock a shot
Like in the sure shot
Cause you know i got the fuckin rhyms that'll make you say hooahh
Bring it down
Y'all know what the fuck i'm talkin 'bout
Dont even stand there in the front
Put your hands in the air y'all
Lets rock one more time, here we go

It's a detroit thing, everybody
It's a detroit thing, gonna show you right
It's a detroit thing
It's a detroit thing

more free lyrics

11. _ Shotgun Blast

12. _ The Prodigal Sun Returns

13. _ Black Chick, White Guy

Black chick white guy
Does it mean shit maybe
I don't know but yo it never phased me
But either way heres one tail
Of two like that and what prevailed
It started way back in the 8th grade
In the small old town where the two both stayed
He came from a family of middle class
Where everything he did he always had to ask
She came from a place that was so alone
You know the same old tail of a broken home
Her momma was an alkie and more like a friend
Had three different kids from three different men
And that's just the way shit was
Couldn't change it couldn't rearrange it so there it was
Anyway the two kept on
With the phone calls notes and so on and so on
And after the bullshit and whatten
That day came the two started fuckin'
All the time you know kids habit's
Every single day fuckin' like rabbits
Sneakin out the car when he was 15
Climbin' in the window and fuckin' all night see
Fuckin' during lunch in the junior high bathrooms
Drinking champagne and trippin' on mushrooms
His dick was metal her pussy was a magnet
9th grade came, i'm pregnant
Shit got frantic and man oh lord it was a tuff decision
But they decided to abort it
It might have been right it might have been wrong
But one thing's for sure it really fucked his head up
Where is it who is it how is it was it right
These are the things he thought in bed at night
A lot of people might laugh at this
But fuck 'em they don't know the half of it

Ain't no sunshine when you're low
I'm low
People tell me life's a game i'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows i'm still standin'

Now as time went on the the two kept on
They kept seeing each other off and on
See she moved to the city and you know what happened
Black chic with a real white accent
Pretty girl in the ghetto go figure
Yeah she got macked by some dope dealin' nigger
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all the first guy did was just love her
While that punk mother fucker used to beat her and punch her
She was livin' all wild
I think all she ever wanted was the love of her own child
She asked the first guy to have his baby
He looked at her like she must be crazy
He was makin' records and goin' on tour
20,000 people hip hoppin on the floor
And all that while she sat at home and got macked
If she stepped out of line she got slapped
And then one day she prayed to the lord to take that guy away
And he did he got caught with a loaded gun
And went to jail but first she had his son
Ooohh and now what to do
She had no man no money and no clue
Now the other guy came back from tourin'
And she called him up early one mornin'
They hooked up her mind was blown
As he began to raise her son as his own
And that's a lot of shit to deal with man
And if you ain't been there you wouldn't understand
And people still laugh at this shit
Fuck 'em they don't know the half of it

Ain't no sunshine when you're low
I'm low
People tell me life's a game i'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows i'm still standin'

Now for the next year there was some good times
A few bad times mostly good times
See he was a ramblin' man to the bone
He liked women and wine and he loved to roam
Not like she was any kind of saint
See in this story there's a lot of red paint
But time kept slippin' and made her crazy
And she talked about havin' another baby
The guy was like oooh lord
We got one now that we can't afford
But she convinced she could handle two
Said i want your child or i'm leavin you
I can't figure out why then he didn't run
I guess he was attached to her and her son
All confused about what to do
That girl met another guy and was fuckin' him too
Slut
Could barely pay her rent
And then the same old shit, i'm pregrant
And if that ain't some shit cuz
The girl didn't even know who the father was
And still by her side the first guy stayed
Head gettin' more fucked by the day
He stuck it out for nine months i don't know why
And then a little girl on the fourth of july
Was born in the front seat of his car
It was amazing
Kinda like a shooting star
He was happy told his family and friends
Only to realize later his little girl wasn't his
And that crushed him quick
Suicidal thoughts were in his head real thick
But before he found all that out
From the same chic another kid popped out
And that shit's real ill
Girl told him that she was takin' the fuckin' pill
She must have known all along
The little girl wasn't his and she was tryin' to latch on
Three different kids from three different men
History repeats itself again
And after some more shit got stirred
He kicked that bitch to the curb
And now from her he's got a little boy that makes him laugh a bit
And he loves him
But still you don't know the fuckin' half of it

Ain't no sunshine when you're low
I'm low
People tell me life's a game i'm not playin'
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows i'm still standin'
I'm still standin'
I'm still standin'
I'm still standin'

more free lyrics

In Die Album [+ Voeg +]

Kid Rock » Kid Rock - I Wanna Go Back

Kid Rock » Ander Albums
Cocky
Devil Without a Cause
Fire It Up
Grit Sandwiches For Breakfast
Kid Rock
The History of Rock
The Polyfuze Method
unknown
Born Free

Die kommentaar...

Early Mornin Stoned Pimp

Early Mornin Stoned Pimp » Die lirieke [+ Voeg +]

In Die Album [+ Voeg +]

Kid Rock » Ander Albums

Die kommentaar...