Lyrics:
broke by yourself
I'm investing in my craft
Then imma invest in myself
I'm on a grind
Not doing too bad for myself, huh
If you wanna stay broke
Then just
and hurt in this world, we need some healing quick
But this ain't one of those records, we're vibing
Told my n****s ‚yo it's all about the timing‛
Patiently
finna (yea)
We finna, we finna fuck the whole city up
Cause we got the place in a chokehold
I like my bitches with no clothes
Windowshop, couldn't afford
bartenders mix liquor
I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers
Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters
raw
Might pull up to the city like
Take your bitches something like that
Niggas ain't balling like me
Rolling in the city like this
How am moving like
Haaaaaa
(SYN shit n****)
Yeaaaa
(93Meexhie)
The underdog N****
(Fuck yo producer my beat is by Meexhie)
YeeeeaHH
The Money, The Ice, The Shine,
I'm a transform a
Regular rhyme into a barnstormer
Try to jump I'll bump you chump, my job is thorough
Any MC, state city or borough'll get ragged
I
on that tip about stoppin' the violence
About my people she was teachin' me
By not preachin' to me but speakin' to me
In a method that was leisurely, so
on that tip about stoppin' the violence
About my people she was teachin' me
By not preachin' to me but speakin' to me
In a method that was leisurely, so
in the mix
So you better watch your mouth dawg
Talk slick get hit dumb bitch
For real for real
A couple weeks ago I was chilling in the living room
In tha city
We need a savior to save us
So stay prayed up through the nations
In tha city
We need a savior to save us
So stay prayed up through
happen every time
To the Eight One Five
These my life and times in the Seven Seven Nine
Seven Seven Nine
Mix the flexing with the grind, how it happen
Sleepy boy keep a round, in the drum put you down
Riot City the town, we been made for it
By my lonely, these niggas fugazi
Out the way, niggas playin' it
and witness me
Simmer in these ideas, they simple and reasssuring
Time is ticking, it's lurking
Why the fuck isn't any of this working
Am I the jerk when my
the back
We had four rules in life and I can promise you that
(One)
Never gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my city
(Three)
Never let
a Billie
Lotta smoke in the city
He might get hit in the brain he gon have no idea
How you get lined by a snake?
How you the trapper of the year?
I stayed
cartoons
And zoom
Before you end up in a tomb
Consumed
By gloom
That just looms
Over you
Like the
Moon tends to do
In the middle of June
My lyrics riddle you
to the party"
Well my name's Kid Rock, I'm a Capricorn
And Detroit City's where I was born
When I was young I knew I'd always be
A super live body rockin' MC
I'm
mortified
Aye
Mortified
While I walk around the city, Mordecai
Yuh mordecai
I'm a regular man a regular guy
Get off my ass and I get it
Get off my ass and I
in the city on down
Just a while ago my soul was confused,
Amused at what it did not know
But days went by and amusement cried
I decide it's
Got yo girl open like steam on her pores
My brand on chain and my feet is Dior
I'm a regular goat
I live by the code
Stay loyal get dough that's all
on
Then after that she gon` jump my bone
Gettin tweeded up in the club niggas in the parking lot
Sasquatch pipmin bitches from different cities
the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring
(*talking*)
The youngest guerilla in here mayn, Young Dyno
In here with Trae, D and S.L.A.B
We representing this to the fullest mayn, AK's loaded
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