Kid Rock

[fox69]

"I'm Wrong But You Ain't Right"

"I'm Wrong But You Ain't Right"


Breakin' the silence is the hardest thing in life
Knowing that your wrong
Feelin' like you cant go on
I've been a victim so many times
But I'm man enough to know when I'm wrong

[shotgun cocking]

With the fresh cut mullets back row in sight
Pass the packed bowl and I'ma rock all night
Up tight right wingers tryin' say i'm what
I'm a flight bound singer not giving a fuck
Hard luck I'm the devil with the grace of god
On the level of Oz and it makes you nod
With the body of a sinner, mind of a saint
I'm everything you love, everything you hate
Hit a lot of curves, hard roads and hills
Got nerves of steel and watch time stand still
It took too long but I stood my height
You could say i'm wrong but you aint righhhhht

You aint righhhhht
You you you you aint righhhhht
You aint righhhhht
Right
You aint you aint you aint
Right
You aint you aint you aint
Right
You aint you aint you aint
Right

You can save the environment with all your wind
But can you save your children from a world of bullshit
You look at me with a loss for love
But if you took me out would your kids still do drugs
You wanna point your finger at the unclear
You wanna point your finger at the unclear
You wanna point your finger at the unclear
You outta point your finger in the mirror
You wanna trip, quit cause I'ma keep rippin'
And you can bitch but the strippers gonna keep strippin'
I'm singin' songs in the key of life
and you can say I'm wrong but you aint righhhhht

You aint righhhhht
You you you you aint righhhhht
You aint righhhhht

We just came to (get on down now) Rocccccckkkk
Rock On Rock on Rock on

Cowboy baby, cowboy baby

[Shotgun cocking]

[Shotgun cocking]

You aint righhhhhhhht
You aint you aint you aint righhhht
You aint you aint you aint righhhht
You aint you aint you aint righhhht
You you you you aint righhhht
You aint you aint you aint righhhht
You aint you aint you aint righhhht
You aint you aint you aint righhhht

 

[fox69]

"In Detroit"

"In Detroit"



Bad ass on track, the big for trucks
We spend the day on the lining, the nights lit up
We rock blue jeans tees, Old English Ds
So baby you best to believe that’s how we do it in Detroit
That’s how we do it in Detroit,
Up in the D, D, D

We’re the real deal trick, ’bout as real as it gets
We don’t pay that high class Hollywood sh*t
We don’t start drama, but if it’s around,
Say hello to a Motown throw-down in Detroit
That’s how we do it in Detroit,
That’s how we do it in Detroit,
Up in the D, D, D
Yeah that’s how we do it in the D baby
Blue and gray all the way, and we came to play
So what’s up now dawg?

With the big brown fist, with the “can’t stop soul”
The high, proud city always ready to roll
Get your bunch of data, get to see this through
Cause tough times don’t last, tough ṗeople do
In Detroit,
That’s how we do it in Detroit,
That’s how we do it in Detroit,
Up in the D, D, D, D, D
In Detroit,
Among the people in Detroit
That’s how we do it in Detroit,
Up in the D, D, D,
All the time in Detroit
Among the people in Detroit
That’s how we do it in Detroit,
Up in the D, D, D, D

 

[fox69]

"In So Deep"

"In So Deep"



My ideas like highs
they come and they go
it seems I've forgotten what I need to know
I feel I'm wasting time at night when I sleep
someone so shallow that's in so deep
So I patch the holes that yet haven't appeared
completely blinded but things are so clear
I know just what to do but why the fuck should I bother
I'm content sitting at the right hand of our father
Fuckin A is all I got to say
give me peace of mind and I'll be on my way
I was born into this world and I don't know why
so all I'm doing's passing time before I die

 

[fox69]

"Intro"

"Intro"



It aint no party like a Detroit party,
Cause a Detroit party don't stop.
I said it aint no party like a Detroit party,
Cause a Detroit party don't stop.

It aint no party like a Detroit party,
Cause a Detroit party don't stop.
I said it aint no party like a Detroit party,
Cause a Detroit party don't stop.

 

[fox69]

"Intro"

"Intro"



All the way live
From the cornfields of Romeo, Michigan
Detroit, rock city
Two, double-o three, and four
The early morning, stoned, motherfuckin' cowboy
Here we go

Kid motherfuckin' Rock, call what you know
I got them bitches and them riches and that old school flow
Big nuts and such, you can't even front
I got it all bitch, so what'chu what'chu want
I can do it better than Jordan playing ball at twenty-two
Quicker than Rod Carou, sicker than Motley Crue
Who? Yeah, motherfucker, The Who too
Beatles, Stones, The Ramones, Trick and U2

A fucking country, rock, soul-singing MC
A fucking country, rock, soul-singing MC

I've got the brakes to shake the whole United States
Earthquakes couldn't recreate my shake
No fake, no make-up, who relates
Check these rhymes, motherfucker, they all first takes
No fucking around, I put it down
Pop your shit, but don't pop it in my hometown
Cause I flow down Motown sound shit
The motor city ain't nothing to fuck with

I'm the flyest, there's none flyer
I'm the highest, there's none higher
I spit truth, I've never been a liar
And I won't stop rockin' till I retire

A fucking country, rock, soul-singing MC
A fucking country, rock, soul-singing MC

 

[fox69]

"Jackson, Mississippi"

"Jackson, Mississippi"



And when the sunshine showed
Her face i felt like i was ready to die
Went lookin for a place to hide
A hole i could crawl inside
Long lines
Whiskey bottles
And the same old song
I smell death in the air
And i know it wont be long

And i could say im trying to change
But thats just another lie
Its been a day and a half
And im still high

And i feel like jackson mississippi
A river runnin
Like jackson mississippi
A river runnin
Like jackson mississippi
A river runnin thru my viens

And when the daylight dissapeared
I took a good look inside
Behind my pride
I sat down and cried
I know im not a fool
But i dont know whats wrong
Mabe its time to pack
And just move on

And i could say im trying to change
But that would just be a lie
Im lookin for some one to tell me why

 

[fox69]

"Jesus And Bocephus"

"Jesus And Bocephus"



Sometimes I’ve had too much to drink
Get all stoned and play some Hank
I guess that’s just the way I am
And I love the man from Galilee
Because he died for you and me
I met them both in Dixieland

Cuz I’ve got Jesus and Bocephus
They both help me to live my life
I went from Jim Beam, to my bible
With Jesus and Bocephus, right there by my side

When the water all turned into wine
I lost my mind for a time
I felt them both holding my hand
Looking through these bloodshot eyes
Praise The Lord I saw the light
And two sets of footprints in the sand

Cuz I’ve got Jesus and Bocephus
They both help me to live my life
I went from Jim Beam, to my bible
With Jesus and Bocephus, right there by my side

I was cashing in, I was casting stones
I was lost in sin I was on my own
But now I don’t feel alone
Cuz I’ve got Jesus and Bocephus
They both help me to live my life
I went from Jim Beam, to my bible
With Jesus and Bocephus, right here by my side
With Jesus and Bocephus, right here until the day I die

Jesus and Bocephus

 

[fox69]

"Johnny Cash"

"Johnny Cash"



I like the French braids in your hair
And them faded blue jeans that you wear
I like to watch you shoot your guns
And I like the way you love having fun, oh baby

I like the way you turn me on
Just like an old Keith Whitley song
I like the way you shake it, work it
Ten out of ten baby you’re perfect

You know the sun is shining on Kentucky
They’re drinking bourbon by the batch
I walk that line because you love me
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash

I like the way you hold my hand
And play just like my baby grand
I like how you don’t give a damn
And love me just the way I am, the way I am

You know the sun is shining on Kentucky
They’re drinking bourbon by the batch
I walk that line because you love me
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
And lay you down in that blue grass

That certain smile hey girl you own it
Come lay your head here next to mine
You know I cherish every moment
And I love you till the end of time, end of time, end of time

You know the sun is shining on Kentucky
They’re drinking bourbon by the batch
I walk that line because you love me
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash

Sun is shining on Kentucky
They’re drinking bourbon by the batch
I walk that line because you love me
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash

And lay you down in that blue grass
And lay you down in that blue grass
And lay you down in that blue grass

 

[fox69]

"Killin Brain Cells"

"Killin Brain Cells"



Kid rock that's right you know I'm back ho
From the dead where I had to lay low
Seems strange but I ain't changed nothing
Pot smokin' beer drinkin' mother fucker that's me
In the flesh and I guess I'm the best
In the muther fuckin midwest cuz there's no contest
For the pimp in the pimp of the nation
So fuck college and a good education
All we need to learn is how to hold hands
Then we could live in peace in my homeland
God damn the way my pain swells
I spend all my time killin' brain cells
The light shed on me was a dim gleam
So I live life in a bottle of Jim Beam
Droppin' dots or sniffin' that blow black,
I go to sleep at night watchin' Kojak
Fuck hoes cuz I'm no big fag
Roll with Zig Zags like to read skin mags
When I shoot I never miss
and if I played the bass I'd probably pluck it like this...
People wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I don't care
So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of Cuervo
Just a wild young buck
Got banned from the shelter but I really don't give a fuck
Cuz I still be clownin' suckers be frownin'
Forties of Busch I be poundin'
I ain't dead in the head like Manson
I'm more laid back than muther fuckin' Ted Danson
Hanson brother style when I'm rumblin'
Couple of shots of Don Q and I be stumblin'
Fumblin' footballs hangin' in the pool halls
Out late night with my crew stealin' U-hauls
I'm not into havin' clean fun
I step into the party strapped with a machine gun
But I'm no gangster like Gotti
"I'm just an M.C. to put the boogie in the party"
Back in black plus a new track
And I won't quit till your ears blow from feedback
When I shoot I never miss
And if I played the guitar I'd probably strum it like this...
So give it up bitch cuz I'm the kid rock
And today I know you don't wanna get shot
You look gay you're too cliche
So fuck all y'all hoes and yo Chuck pass the jay
Sellin' me out like bitches to make a quick buck
But muther fuckers like y'all just have no luck
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin out the Kid Rock
A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off cuz I ain't givin' no free rides
You little bald headed peon
And fuck it mother fucker if you want it lets get the beef on
Cuz I'm sure I'm sure ya
Are gonna try to come back around but I'll ignore ya
It only takes one shot to floor ya
Cuz I'm Kid Rock bitch and I'm real mutha for ya
Better jet so cuz I won't let no hoes from the metro
Take mine "what up doe"
Come look son I'm number one...
"Cuz I worked like a bitch to get the job done"
In the twilight zone with Rod Serling
I ain't goin' bald so fuck Sy Sperling
When I shoot I never miss
And if I played the harmonica I'd probably blow it like this...

 

[fox69]

"Krack Rocks"

"Krack Rocks"



Who are you, who are you
Well i'm the punk with the pump in the back of my pack
How you step rock
I step in stride
I step across stage with my nuts in my hand
The punks wanna front cause i got my own band
Goddamn i'm the man with the helly buzz
And my shit don't stink, like eli's does
I'ma pleasure girls man from what i heard
Nah man, i kicked that bitch to the curb
I don't really need to be tied down
I'm a ramblin man, and i'm platinum bound
Me too, rolled my crew, i'm not too new
.16 is what i blew
I bet that set you straight, that illegal action
Fuck that, i still roll with a 40 in my lap
Back in 2nd grade, i carried a lunch box
Turned 21 started smokin crack pots
Snortin that D by the dime
Wish i could slow down, i'm ahead of my time
I'm the Krack, i'm the Krack
Krack, Krack, Krack
I'm the Krack bitch, my last dimes what i'm bettin
I'm up in the casino with a flash like stetson
Girls all stare, they gauck, they sneer
So i grab me a bitch and i slapped her in the rear
My livingroom is the place i'm hangin out
Uptight pussy's is the shit i'm bangin out
I'm sick of livin in these perplex times
That's why i kick these motherfuckin sex rhymes

I'm headin down south
I'm headin down south
I'm headin down, headin down

Hip hip hip hip diggin exactly where you go
I'm headin down south on a dusty path
I got a cool ass buzz and an empty flask
Ass on the wagon and they think i'm all soft
But i don't givea fuck, i'm trippin my balls off
Up in the crack house tunin them rocks off
Hoe's come around an we be knockin the box top
Knocked out, knocked up and all that shit
Hot wax, sweaty spot, lickin spit from your clit
Everything that gets old
It get's over rated
Old to me, just means out dated
I'm the Kid Rock, fuck all that 60's shit
Take Woodstock and shove it up your momma's clit
Oh shit, and there it is
I get a lot of pussy cause i'm in show biz
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
I wished for a kiss and your mom popped out.
Put her hands on her flop and started eyein me
So i smacked the ole bitch with my flyin D
That's when i said "man i gotta get a grip"
Looked at the TV realized i was trippin

It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don't stop
I said It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don't stop
It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don't stop
I said It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don't stop