Lyrics:
rock and roll with you
Let's have a rock and roll Christmas
Just like we used to know
A rock and roll Christmas
And I'll meet you by the mistletoe
the kids
I'm breaking bread, I'm like a king
Don't make me force feed all you dumb thieves
With my flair get your own thing
Biters like a zombie with your
you sprinkle
Bourbon in your morning coffee
It kind of tastes bad, I'm not mad
I like how you put up with me
And all my friends 'cause we're jerks
that He rocks
An amazing God we serve
I for one am testament to how God can restore a man from the dark
All it took was one little spark
All it took was
in Chicago raised on Planet Rock talking
Catch knock my tape like beats (uh) I'm fresh as fruits
You pussy MC it's you I rebuke repent
You burn up
of their props
When I rock any facility with artillery like Attila
You rap with all filler and I'm sure the crickets and fireflies Don't try to dispute
promise to befriend you and defend you with my life
I promise you forever, I promise you today, he said
Would you wear my promise ring' I said yes
If ya
while the crows fly on by
Oh Hurricane Ridge
Oh Hurricane Ridge
Hey won't you come with me now
Won't you see what's around
Don't you dare to look down
classy still a knock a bitch out
You can fuck with Florida Man but just don't bring the hate with you
I'll have your family think you cool when you
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again
I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame? I don't really know
But my game's so tight I
Think I'm gonna go
crows
Their presence is persistent
But I never see them close
They're watching me
So quick to hate
A crow with my voice
That still can't relate
You don't
Lauren
Car the same as my bitch, and that shit is foreign
Yo bitch love me I'm cooler than you
Her friend too, I'm cooler than you
Rock Supreme I'm cooler
Push the boundaries, that's consequential
My oh my is it monumental
Even if you make it past the dudes in camo
They're ready to rock, guns cocked with
the crow is never clean
This is me telling you where I came from
Bridgetown Buddha Man Vel n Lizzies Son
Bodybag or jail if you live by that gun
Never jumped
hot drop your Battle Royale champs you dare hate?
A late night hustle mutated by formula 43
Mighty workgroup dropping fists, you don't want it with me
, scooby doo,
And guess what, America, we love you
'Cause you rocked and a rolled with so much soul,
You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old
I
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's so tight I think I'm gonna go
Way niggas look at me now, kinda strange (come on)
I hate y'all too, rather be in Caribbean sands with Rachel (yeah)
It's unreal, out the blue, Frank
Stylist like Rachel
Or balling like Amar'e
Started as photographer
I did it with photos
Now I do music, and I live by Soho
Always read the bible
And I did
the distance
With Stevie Wonder as your only eye witness
That’s weak shit, tryna act tough through a sneak diss
How you gonna rock the boat if only you get sea
Doubting all that I believed
How could I keep faith in those things
With the abyss in front of me?
Silhouette in black
Feeding on the hearts of crows
Moving
kill you the same
By hanging you over an open end flame
Or I'll leave you alive with your body parts maimed
And I'll leave you so scarred as you
Designer like Toure
Stylist like Rachel
Or balling like Amar'e
Started as photographer
I did it with photos
Now I do music, and I live by Soho
Always read
evidence
They reduce you to silence
You’re unbreakable, start a new story!
Fight with a smile
Fight with a smile
They will eat crows
Hold my hand
Together
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