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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 Faygo, it's 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 your

Shimmy up the house dash
Now I'm gonna press my on the glass
Let me in, hoe, ya know
I'm J of the ICP, yo, I got me a checklins cashing

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

A to your neck
And throat's hanging out
With a
Now about time I say

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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