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