Ahhhhhhh, shit! Kid rock back in motherfuckin house the effects of my shotgun blast Mothers crying from theses shotgun Feel the of my shotgun blast People dying from theses blasts
I'm rippin, flippin, crippin, like a real one does So if your wrapped in jack, sweep it under the rug Cause I'm a go above that, beyond the calls of my fuckin Cause all theses corney, foney emcee's now a days 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 are carrying my babies me it never hurt no one A broken home always someone me it never hurt no one I saw kid's get shot, don't sell And still I rip it, flip it, grip it like a real one Rockin, shockin on the stage, with a steady buzz a 5th of ole jimmy beam We fryin up just like some motherfuckin jimmy dean Sausage pattys, and cabbies like it's 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 I get my gamble on Yeah that's the way I like to do shit I never stay in one spot, I was born to 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 some slut, then speak up Most hoe's know not to ask for cash, cause I'm a cheep
Feel the of my shotgun blast Mothers crying from shotgun blasts Feel the effects of my blast People dying from theses blasts