Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Without A Cause

You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my
But you don't know my and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my
And got scared when you heard that I was coming hits

Now even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive I should be dead
I'm in the red 'cause my distortin'
People claimin they know me, but they only know a portion

I'm a mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you this day would come
So your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you

'Cause it's a long time comin'
But I finally broke like an egg yolk, I no joke
Like uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a thing changed

No sell-out, I no hoe
Fuck the radio from the R O M E O
Watch me throw a fist of rage
Self and paid and sawed off twelve gauges

Up that ass for the eight
(Nine eight)
fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven on wax comin' correct
Flat out you diss me punk, that's when I a strap out

And I get to buck, buck, bucking a fuck, fuck, your hoes
'Cause they who's runnin' this shit, top dog, I'm the C E O
model, your motherfucking H E R O
My motto, 'Be cool, keep

Don't sleep, we deep in a Lincoln
Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We float like butterflies, sting like bees

Strapped A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's on in the D
Bunch of white pimpin' like the K I D
And all good I got love for my honkeys

We roll thick ass like donkeys
Anybody with you and I'm gonna mack 'em
without a cause, I'm going platinum

I'm going
I'm going
We're going
Devil without a cause, I'm going
Uh, devil,

Yeah, we come to party, so get down
(Come on)
Yeah, we come to

I from St. Claire Shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and 700 dinners
From with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin' much respect top record exec's

The cool Kid's comin' up to you out
So shut up now or put my in your mouth
Bet that ass I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the dime, left to rot

Used to call me dummy when my nose was runny
Now my bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim down
But when I was broke and I never seen them around

All the shit we talked, all the we dreamed
I did it without you got a new team
No triple it seems like a movie
two cribs, droptop and jacuzzi

No more fluzzies, high class hoes
Couple when it rains and a few when it
A brand new nose to go along with my
And a hose made out of 24 karat

Bought a couple parrots that like to
And they sound like you and all the you talk
Step inside my shoes, you fill 'em, doc
too old to kid, too soft to rock

Already did what most love
Seven on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no in my mind
That I'm gonna all over you, test of time

I'm go
I'm go
I'm go
going platinum
Devil a cause, I'm going platinum
Uh, devil, on devil, uh, uh devil

Straight out of the streets of
Three foot high, to get fly, Joe C
I'm the J O E to the C, hoe
Call me Joe C, got more game Coleco

I'm a freak hoe, me sick
Three foot nine with a ten dick
The ladies pick, I'm a crazy
And rake through kind like a bum wine

It's my time so I'm gonna shine lead
Old as piss, but as ass
Watch me pass smoke some
You're raking while I'm raking cash

High-ass like Aaron Neville
And I'm down the devil

Say we like to party, the party
We to party, rock the party
We to party, rock the party
We to party, rock the party

You like to party, rock the
We to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the
Devil a cause, I'm going platinum
Uh, uh, on, uh, uh, uh, uh