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