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

Now don't trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I be dead
I'm in the red my mind's distortin'
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a

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

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

No sell-out, I no hoe
the radio comin' from the R O M E O
Watch me like a fist of rage
Self made and paid and sawed off gauges

Up that ass for the eight
(Nine eight)
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great
years on wax comin' correct
Flat out you diss me punk, that's when I pull a out

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

sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog
We float like butterflies, like queen bees

Strapped with A-K's from the Chinese
the fuck's goin' on in the D
Bunch of white boys like the K I D
And it's all good I got for my honkeys

We thick kick ass like donkeys
fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack 'em
Devil without a cause, I'm going

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

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

I went from St. Claire Shores and drink at Winners
To New York City and 700 dinners
hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin' much from 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, baby to rot

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

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

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

Bought a couple parrots that to squawk
And sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't 'em, doc
You're too old to kid, too to rock

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

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

out of the streets of Taylor
Three high, ready 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, call me
Three nine with a ten foot dick
The pick, I'm a crazy hick
And through kind like a bum through wine

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

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

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

You like to party, the party
We to party, rock the party
You like to party, the party
without a cause, I'm going platinum
Uh, uh, on, uh, uh, uh, uh