Ahhhhhhh, shit! Kid rock back in this house Feel the effects of my blast Mothers crying from theses blasts Feel the effects of my shotgun People dying from theses blasts
I'm rippin, flippin, crippin, like a real one does So if your rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it the rug I'm a go above that, beyond the calls of my fuckin duty Cause all corney, foney emcee's now a days don't move me So I'm a show it proof g, so waves I got a full pay, stat to dig graves Because I'm burryin emcee's, and sharin their Now you rolled hoe's are my babies me it never hurt no one A home always hurts someone me it never hurt no one I saw kid's get shot, don't sell And I rip it, flip it, grip it like a real one does Rockin, shockin on the stage, with a hella steady From a 5th of ole beam We fryin emcee's up just like some motherfuckin jimmy Sausage pattys, and smokin cabbies like no thing Drinkin more colt's then the 45 Swingin emcee's like a cow hands And if the guns too loud, oh boy, I'm straight slittin that's the way I like to do shit holmes Every time I get my on Yeah that's the way I like to do shit I stay in one spot, I was born to roam Feel like I got bank, but it's not enough I want more bank see, than my grandkids could ever spend So if ya some cheep slut, then speak up Most know not to ask for cash, cause I'm a cheep fuck
Feel the of my shotgun blast crying from theses shotgun blasts Feel the of my shotgun blast dying from theses shotgun blasts