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I'm back (back) the fog is lifted The earth has shifted and raised the gifted You knew I'd be back so pack your bone And hit the road jack cuz daddy's home With the funky hot riffs Tick like Al Rocker Pumpin out hits Gettin chips like Oprah Bitch I told ya Do not hate Or question the music I make I make punk rock and I mix it with the hip hop I get you higher than a tree top You wanna roll with the kid rock I make southern rock And I mix it with the hip hop I got money like fort knox I'll forever be the kid rock Forever The junkies are Still cigar puffin Still the same cuz I ain't changed nothin Huffin and puffin I got you rookies All in check doin the redneck boogie The king is back to retract the whack Repacked my sack with a double back pack Forget all that I'm still singing And like kids on monkey bars I'm still swingin Thought I got dusty Thought I'd get rusty Thought I'd get rick and quit oh he must be fat and ugly Broke black and blue But I'm trim fit rich and I'm back for round two Red white and the pabst blue ribbon Dead right that's how I'm livin' Givin you more than the frauds and fakes They can't make the kind of music I make I make punk rock and I mix it with the hip hop I get you higher than a tree top You wanna roll with the kid rock I make southern rock And I mix it with the hip hop I got money like fort knox I'll forever be the kid rock Forever The black hat is back in original form The legible, credible, inevitable storm Way past the norm Still misbehavin Finger in the air and the flag still wavin Young crones don't test the boss Cuz I got this sewn like betsy ross You can floss and front You can taunt and tease But you can't fuck with rhymes like these thumpin like a drum kit With riffs that split picks Pumpin for the kids who twist flips and sip fifths I got the gift I'm about to unwrap it 8 ball side pocket 8 ball in my jacket Pussy and blow you now how I live Can't say that kid Fuck off I just did Watch me twirl like earl the pearl Or just keep on kid rocking in the free world I make punk rock and I mix it with the hip hop I get you higher than a tree top You wanna roll with the kid rock I make southern rock And I mix it with the hip hop I got money like fort knox I'll forever be the kid rock Forever Punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever Southern rock Forever Kid rock Punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever Southern rock Forever Kid rock Forever |
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