A bottle of jack's got my manager grinnin'
yeah that's me that keeps the turntables spinniN'
I'm countin cards and I keep on winnin'
I know God hates me cuz I'm always sinnin'
U don't know me blow me ho you wanna get hot
you'll get your ass blown out fuckin with the Kid Rock
Eatin up ya suckers just the same way a beast could
tearin thru your town like muther fuckin Clint Eastwood
Cuz I be fakin the rhymes that keep ya shakin'
makin a lotta money but don't let me be mistaken
I never thought about climbin up the pop chart
and I don't give a fuck u can't buy my tape in K-Mart
Son of a bitch I'm the son of a bitch
nobody ever loved u so you're the son of a dick
I'm a product of a young girl top in her class
you're a product of a hooker who was sellin that ass
And your styles in the past it's old and dusty
so from now on I'm callin u M.C. Crusty
Cuz to face me u must be blitzed or blasted
so now I'm gonna drop ya like a hit of acid
And when I rip ya people they might stare
cuz I got more rhymes than Donahue's got white hair
An yo buck won't you please be a friend
And tell your mom I wanna fuck and I'll pick her up at 10
yeah that's me that keeps the turntables spinniN'
I'm countin cards and I keep on winnin'
I know God hates me cuz I'm always sinnin'
U don't know me blow me ho you wanna get hot
you'll get your ass blown out fuckin with the Kid Rock
Eatin up ya suckers just the same way a beast could
tearin thru your town like muther fuckin Clint Eastwood
Cuz I be fakin the rhymes that keep ya shakin'
makin a lotta money but don't let me be mistaken
I never thought about climbin up the pop chart
and I don't give a fuck u can't buy my tape in K-Mart
Son of a bitch I'm the son of a bitch
nobody ever loved u so you're the son of a dick
I'm a product of a young girl top in her class
you're a product of a hooker who was sellin that ass
And your styles in the past it's old and dusty
so from now on I'm callin u M.C. Crusty
Cuz to face me u must be blitzed or blasted
so now I'm gonna drop ya like a hit of acid
And when I rip ya people they might stare
cuz I got more rhymes than Donahue's got white hair
An yo buck won't you please be a friend
And tell your mom I wanna fuck and I'll pick her up at 10
It was 1989 my thoughts were short my hair was long Caught somewhere between a boy and man She was sevent...
Es war 1989 meine Gedanken waren nicht besonders tiefgruendig Und meine Haare waren lang Ich war irgendwo...
Mmmm I love it when you play it like that Come on Play Sittin here alone I m lookin back on where I ve roamed And...
Ich lebe mein Leben in einer langsamen Hoelle Jede nacht ein anderes Maedchen im Hotel Den Sonnenschein hab ich s...
Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the Southland I miss Alabam...
Kid Rock Tell you bout Kyle s momma Ha ha hah Straight out the trailers Joey C Joe C Kyle s momma is ...
Bawitdaba da bang da bang diggy diggy diggy Said the boogie said up jump the boogie My name is Kiiiiiiiiiiid Ki...
I like to play Hank Williams Jr Records Just as loud as they will rock I m into lynyrd skynyrd run dmc And...
My ideas like highs they come and they go it seems I ve forgotten what I need to know I feel I m wasting time ...
