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Back From The Dead

Kid Rock

The Polyfuze Method

8

Rock,Country

Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1] Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Coming at you from the R.O.M.E.O Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys Hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys Never slacking hoes I be macking Not wacked I don't try to act black when I came up i came at you from the outskirts Bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt Bone to the bone to the bad to the bad to the bone Hit bound from the Mo-town allen Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon [Verse 2] I started out in Mount Clemens as a D.J Park parties gettin drunk on Sunday Tweeked in the heat to a beat I'd rock to the -and rip shit up An now I've toured this nation Pimp of the nation Pulling hoes Rock the set in each city then step Me, Blackman and Funk Daddy Def Stef [Verse 3] Bitches, they think I'm sexist But all I want baby is your grits for breakfast Eggs, bacon, home cooked fries And gimme a plate of that pussy on the side Triple x on the set showin no class Just a foul mouthed little fucking smart ass No fool I went 2 high school dumb ass Smoked dope and i flunked every class Slash and I smash because I thrash when I bash Invite me to a party and your house'll get trashed An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed Moved out of the crib because I hated cutting grass Now I reside on the eastside lovin it Cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it Flex, sex, run of the next Flipping and tripping and ripping and shaking the suckers who wanted to Front an get around to the To get up or get down to the rhyme I'm shaking and taking and breaking I rip the mic like Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich Kicking back cooling with a cold grits sandwich Somebody said I'm the best in the Mo-town But this town isn't shit but a ghost town Who ever said it they lied they fessed Bitch I'm the best in the mother fucking Midwest [Verse 4] Want to be heard when I rap so I yell it Sport a Tigers cap like my man Tom Selleck One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick Got more cash than fucking White Boy Rick My first LP wasn't pushed for shit So Jive Records yo, go and suck a fat dick Because I'm ripping like a chainsaw Yes I'm that raw laughing at you suckers like Hee Haw Roll it up, take a hit and then pass it That's how we do it when we roll down Gratiot In my Grand Marquis I pimp to the beat Two in the front and two hoes in the back seat
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