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

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

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

If I could spend it with the I'm crashing
But get all geek slut
'Cuz I'm a buy ya lava to wash your butt
this clown shit about?

A knife to neck
And your throat's out
a do-me-ray
Now it's time I say

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

clowns gonna flow for ya son
Three for the treble, eight for the
for the homies that I run with
Bitch call your mother 'cause you're done

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

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

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
Yeah, let me tell you I wanna do
Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is you?
I said, It was motherfucker

Skinny in the pool, you know, I drown hoes
Fuck them doggie style and play that ass like a
Hit it, hit, it
Hitting rums and never wimp, ho

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

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