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Violent J, J, is that you?
I'm on the microphone, so wanna do?
Violent J, Violent J, is you?
A wicked, wicked clown just for you

I drink Faygo, only a buck-ten
I'm a it on your tits when we fucking
I'm with that kinky shit, hoe
I can see you butt, naked in window

Shimmy up the side dash
Now I'm gonna my nuts on the glass
Let me in, hoe, don't ya
I'm Violent J of the ICP, yo, I got me a cashing

If I could it with the hoes I'm crashing
But don't get all slut
'Cuz I'm a buy ya lava to wash your butt
What's this clown about?

A knife to neck
And your hanging out
With a
Now it's about I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me ya what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yo, Nate, Yo, woo hoo

Frontin', they frontin', everybody's
Violent, Violent J is gonna ya something

If ya a bitch who got grits
Kid Rock, Kid will probably eat that shit
Boohoo motherfucker what'cha cry
I'm that nigga that your would die for

The whore showed up at my front
So I fucked her in the ass and I her out the back door
The bitch thought it was a cake
She said, Drive me to the city, so I dropped her off at

You me home, well, I meant ta
But plans changed so get your ass on the Centaur
Hoe, this ain't no taxi I be mackin' hoes, they mack me
Never slacking, I be macking
Kid Rock, Kid Rock never slacking, hoes I be

Violent J serving hard street shit
The funk, the funk from the old
Violent J serving ghetto street shit
The funk from the old

Well, I'm up for the in a minute
me a valley, I might yodek in it
Like somebody else I know, I to Mount Plen
As I've to Romeo, meo, meo

Wicked clowns gonna for ya son
for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies that I run
Bitch call your mother you're done with

Toe tip-toe, I snuck in house
And fell asleep on the front couch
So, me, pops, I'm napping
So could ya shut the fuck up that yapping?

And wife's all worked up for nothing
She act she ain't never seen a wang or something
'Cuz it really matter, I'm a show my nuts to innocent bystander
Every fucking day 'cuz about time I say

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
Yeah, let me you what I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that
I just said, It was

dipping in the pool, you know, I drown hoes
Fuck doggie style and play that ass like a bongo
Hit it, hit, it
Hitting home rums and wimp, ho

Smoke my dick it's a big spliff
This a blooper and I'm no joker
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like a super
But I won't pull it out for a joke

Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to Deep
Taste the nut in mouth, just to school ya
But ho, let the smooth taste fool ya
Don't let the smooth taste ya