Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Without A Cause

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

Now don't 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 move mountains and the sun
Don't get scared now, you this day would come
So hold bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you

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

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

Up that ass for the nine
(Nine eight)
Never fake, shake, straight the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax correct
Flat out you diss me punk, when I pull a strap out

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

Don't sleep, we deep in a Lincoln
Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog
We float like butterflies, sting 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 all good I got love for my honkeys

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

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

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

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

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

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

All the we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it you got a brand new team
No triple beams it like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop and

No more fluzzies, only high class
Couple when it rains and a few when it
A brand new nose to go along my habit
And a garden hose 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
You're too old to kid, too soft to

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

I'm go
I'm go
I'm go
We're going
without a cause, I'm going platinum
Uh, devil, on devil, uh, uh devil

Straight out of the streets of
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 than

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

my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss, but as ass
Watch me pass some hash
You're raking grass I'm raking cash

voice like Aaron Neville
And I'm with the devil

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

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