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for her and me as n32g
So then I closed my eyes
I prayed to Jesus Christ
I was sober and I really needed peace of mind
I had dropped out of school
I
on what's really important
My mind is really distorted
I find nothing but trouble in my life
I'm fortunate you believe in a dream
This orphanage we call
ek doenit om te koep my ma 'n huis
Waarheid sometimes Cape Town can be a kak place
Truth is I haven't even made it yet
Meanwhile jys the main event
mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr kid Rock
Can I do my thing?
Can I have a little something
To say right here? (Oh
Heavy D, Left Eye
Kriss Kross, Kid n Play dancing all night
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by
and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something
Grandpa Willie my Unc Joe Willie and Uncle Sam
Talkin bout you seen Pac and Biggie they over there
Grandma talkin' bout look son that's Nipsey Russell no
and criminals (uh)
I kick the reali' with my peeps all day (ha)
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
It's all about
and criminals (uh)
I kick the reali' with my peeps all day (ha)
325's roll by with the windows down halfway
D-K-N-Y, oh my, I'm jiggy
It's all about
on my life, I am not pulling the dinger! I am telling ya, this is god's honest truth.
Well after the release of the album, the band were branded
with a pride
City boy, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
Always on the roam, this city's my home
If I die, you can write the album title on my stone
Never
evening to the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock can I do my
evening to the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock can I do my
a southern drawl,
Acts like Toby Keith, but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw
But if he's country I'll kiss your ass,
And throw all my Willie Nelson records
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
Moving on
I got m's on my mind like Majin Vegeta
Why they have to go and ruin it by bringing in that heater
I was trying to put it together like I bought
on the beats
You want to test me or you stupid?
You must be out of your mind, Snazz-D is the Don
Yo, If a picture is worth a thousand words
My rhymes look
Little inner city Willie/much like myself
Was aspiring to touch the higher reaches of wealth
Self propelled by the propaganda of the MC's/
Glamour
I been talking to myself
Breaking down a bail
I been smoking by myself
100 on the dash
I'm whip it how I want
N this cup got willie wonk
Where
foreigns we could ride
N I got time for you to spend
Said I'll keep you by my side if you ride w me till the end
Yeahh yeah yeah
Tell something you like
off Willie's diamond
Designin' hoods, crept on without the Teflon
This plain resident left Georgia early like Stefan
Got chrome by the ozones
to the rhythm come on
Crash into the color of your mind
I can feel it in my soul
Live on the record put the album on rewind
Rock n roll to the rhythm come
around my way-ay-ay
Like I said nothing to say-ay-ay
You fake niggas stray way like the mind of a child born into K-K-K
Ain't a dollar sign out there
like my Netflix loaded
(Get em')
Telling your boss brick city boys is fire
Never mind
Half of y'all be talking through the wire
Media slandered me
So
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