A shimmy shimmy go go motha fuckin pop. It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit. I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks. Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips. I get all the money pussy falls like rain. Been gettin' laid and paid that's why I never complain. If I ain't in it for the money I'm in it for the P (or is it D). It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me. You don't be fuckin' with the blue eye. Fuckin' with my 2-5 up your fuckin' ass like my shoe size. I got a new vibe kinda like Voodoo. You do what we say and we'll do what we want to. We're fuckin' up your city and we're fuckin' up your progam. Fuckin' all your bitches we can fuckin' give a goddamn. Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance. We won't quit until we're banned from existence. Persistance pays if that holds true. Then I'm gonna buy this fuckin' planet before the time I'm through. I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no takings. So let me get what I got comin' and the rest I'm fakin'. I'm shakin' like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit. You act like the motherfucker's new at this shit. But I've been true to this shit given' my heart and soul. Been shinin' like a diamond but gettin' passed as coal. So Fuck Off. Yeah. With my pants half hangin' off my ass and shit. Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with cash. I be the mushroom trippin' sippin' shots of Jack. 'Cause the kids don't listen gettin' lots of flack. I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and. The 10 karat Kid with my triggers cockin'. The K the I the D R-O-C K motherfucker and you still don't know me. So blow me bitch I don't rock for *Edited*. I rock for the cash and the topless dancers. Don't have no answers so pass the joint. I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit. I ride like Setta in the Indy 5. And get live with that which get's me high. Strive for perfection this much is true. We do what we say you say what we do. Kid Rock I couldn't be no Bozo. And I get too much nina. *Edited* and my glock rolls solo to Arizona. I'm an easy rider dreamin' of Wynonna. I roam the country like a Greyhound bus. Put faith in lust and in God I trust. I'm not Peter Pan I don't fuck with fairies. But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries. And Harry Carey couldn't call my game. Fucked so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame. And I show no shame from coast to coast. I don't mean to brag but I like to boast. Fuck Off. Yeah right in your mother fuckin' ass bitch. With that Detroit city shit ain't shit swift we're on the same script. Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock. Yo Slim Shady come break these mother fuckers off. (Eminem). Yo tell the world to hold their breath they're breathing the wrong air. This planet belongs to me and this hippy with long hair. Two white boys who spike punch and light joints. Hang around drugs loud music and like noise. Slim Shady and Brown Trucker another bunch of mother fuckers. Who hate the world as much as each other. And I ain't leaving this party tonight. 'Til I see some naked bitches dancin' around drunk touchin' each other. Rum and Pepsi got your whole perception of me sketchy. 'Cause when I stage dive people are scared to catch me. 'Cause all I do is curse and fuck. So when I do 'shrooms you all better give me two rooms. 'Cause I'm fuckin' the first one up. So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars. 'Cause you know I'm losin' it when I'm rappin' to rock guitars. This is for children who break rules. People that straight fool. And ever single teenager that hates school. Fuck Off.