Lyrics:
a human rock rally
I keep building on my craft, this a human rock rally yah
Last time practice, now we go to Cactus
Walk inside the building, zero
Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
Kid rock I got the sex rhymes
All world class
Kid rock mutha fucker Yo I ain't no
the penalty box, cop a plea
Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me
Just keep the heat closely and ride for me
Cause we family for better or worse, you
get's to tell us what a soldier is?
Middle eastern children molested
You run the clip on the news and then we get over it
What happens when you don't
we did
Murder's a life long bids
If my enemies love they kids
You don't wanna die
And I don't wanna kill ya
Keep my name out ya mouth
'fore a nigga
chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick rocks in flip flops
breath, livin' in the last times left
Peep the imagery stretch across the sky like a canvas
And we're the artists beneath vigorous rough strokes
across the sky like a canvas
And we're the artists beneath vigorous rough strokes of darkness
Time to set it off, let's spark this
Switzerland,
the hidden ex
Pushing, pushing, pushing, pushing just to get it back
Now we superset
Beater popping
Pecs
Straight flexing like, "Ha, you sad."
Ha ha, you mad
Fucking cut you when I see you, Michael
Fucking bitch
You like to be nice to your fans?
You fucking faggot
I put a fucking veil over your little kid
Stop it, stop it hey radio, fuck you! Radio
Fuck you! Y’all don’t want to lose again a
Lot of people here tonight felt like
They lost you know why?
niggas don't like us
Despite them we gone do it regardless
But all this commotion they causin' I ain't wit it
We ain't wit it
They can get it all it takes
is gonna rock your mind huh
Flash two times
Beat beat, you in the crew hold it
Why don't you find somebody and party
I like this part
Get down
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
bleed just like us
Picture me bein' scared of a nigga that breathe the same air as me
Niggas bleed just like us
Picture me bein' shook
We can both pull
or hamburger
Cause to me that's suicide, self-murder
Let us get back to what we call Hip Hop
And what it meant to DJ Scott La Rock
How many MC's must get
of niggas get called but they chose us
Stand by me
Documenting the glow up
Uhh, the city go whoo!
Remember winter times we had the stove for heat
You remember
my day ones, don’t say none
You know how they be
Talk out yo neck & guarantee it end up under our feats
Apply that pressure til y’all sever
& we hit
me rock, Rock . Rock
Now I'm up in the place
Smoking something that's lace
Naw it's just the loud
Smoking it to the face
Just like the homie Dre I’m
Three two one let's rock
Im with the birds we by the flock
I don't trust in god just my glock
Three two one lil bitch I'm ready to rock
Ready to rock
off like their shit is toxic
I'm on radars, haters big mouthin' leavin' little comments
Just don't ever think the kid isn't watchin', it's Elev8
Smoke
Ayy ayy, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop it radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you!
Ya'll don't wanna lose again
Lot of people here felt
Tonight like
what happened to that last dude, beat
His ass cause he was telling
My family don't like us around, they think
We all felons
No I can't send you a text
paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucie B, Kid
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