Kid Rock- Gritz Sandwiches For Breakfast
YO DA LIN IN THE VALLEY
"But anyway I like to value my
Relationships with women. Sometimes I get
So deeply involved I just have to feel
Like oral sex will complete our relationship"
Chorus:
Yo Da Lin In The Valley
YO-YO-YO
Yo Da Lin In The Valley
A delicious break from Potatoes
Yo Da Laheeeeoooooooo
YO-YO-YO Da Laheeeooooo
Let em know how I'm layin
Unusual kinda casual yes with me girls are obsessed
To get undressed
Get fresh and have me
Yodle In The Valley
And I'd do it at the drop of a dime
Sometimes goin from behind
Slowly strokin, no jokin
My tongue just keeps on pokin
And the best type of oochie coochie
Is the kind that tastes like sushi
Eat it
Watch a girl get frisky
And then wash it down with a shot of whiskey
Chorus
Yo here's a story
I remember when I spent the night at Sally's house
Woke up with Cotton Mouth
I couldn't speak
My tongue was weak
From Yo-Da-Lin In The Valley
Oh I love those mountain thighs
And a pizza pie before my eyes
But before I taste them juices
I make sure that Sally douches
But she's not the only one
I like to Yodle On
It sounds wicky wacky ticky tacky
But yo you know that I'm most happy
Chorus
Check It Out
I need some more yodle music
Could you get break this down and give me some
yoollllooo
YO-YO-Yodalahe
YO-YO-Yodalahe
(A delicious break from)
YO-YO-Yodalaheho
(A delicious break from potatoes)
Cause I like it like that
Cause cause cause I like it like that
YO Da Laheoooooo
YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-YO-Yodalin' in the valley
Girls think I'm a freak cuz I don't speak
Whisper In their ear and make it clear
I love em'
Sorry dear don't haste
I'm not gonna say I love you when yer sitting upon my face
Oh yes It's warm and wet
In the valley you bet
And get this
One girl I yodled on
Had a bush thicker than the amazon
Forest
I felt like a tourist
A backpacker
Oh shit where's my weedwacker
Came out with hair on my tongue
But still I got the job done
Chorus
For The 1-9-9-0
'Cause you know I'm tired of men
Cottage cheese and salad and greens
I like that half a burger, well done, well done
Yodelin the home beach crew
Yoda lahehoooo
The black mans yodalin
Yolllllllll
Cause you know I'm talkin about yodelin
Be like a legitimate girl
Yodalin in the valley
Diss, diss, diss
Chorus
(A delicious break from potatoes)
GENUINE ARTICLE
Do what you have to
I did what I had to
To break through a pick a style that sticks like glue
And as I rank I wanna thank no one
Cuz I worked like a bitch to get the job done
You helped me around
My parents put me down
I never skipped town
I stood my ground
We kept showin up
Drinkin' and throwin up
Rap was my life
As I was growin up
Actin a fool in school no one topped up
Smart ass in class at times obnoxious
Drivin a bronco
Runnin my own show
And pullin the look a like Marilyn Monroe hoes
And me and Bo got together
It made sense
Spent many nights in Mt. Clemens basement
I scratched records and performed a few tricks
KDC mix
Let the Black man talk shit
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
Who holds it down like Bad Leroy Brown
Now I won't stop cuz yo I'm Kid Rock
The Genuine Article
Cuz I worked like a bitch to get the job done
F-F- Fames a costin the price ain't nice
It's like the roll of the dice
Or a whole new life
But don't get my song wrong
I enjoy it a lot
Walkin around like a big shot
Cuz I'm Kid Rock
Smooth as an ice cube
Cool as an igloo
And more complex, than a Rubik cube
A healthy wealthy young one with a quick tongue
Smart from the start and from the heart my rhymes run
And as I incline through time to get mine
I try not to slide but walk a straight line
Though it's hard when the climb gets steep
The one who finds is the one who seeks
So I sought and fought
And a lot I got taught
And although I left those who stole got caught
Many shows I rocked
Many suckers I laughed at
And those who snapped back usually got slapped
The cat if I was strap
Cuz I was a sun of a gun
Livin life on the run
Now I pleaded 18 and outdone by none
Bold, Young, Handsome, Bad like Bronson
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
And when in motown I cool out in Greek town
On the upside with nothin' too high
The Genuine Article
Cuz I worked like a bitch to get the job done
Chuck nice break that beat down
Six Generations of rap and I'm first
Ready to burst, the style is rehearsed
I worked and worked and worked and I worked
When many thought I was just gettin jerked
Use the fuse but I payed my dues
And now know one out there could fill my shoes
And my pants and do this dance
This shit didn't happen by chance
It went slow not quick but now I'm your pick
Ain't that a trip when I started from zip
And now up and up and up I won't stop
The flop just pop The flat top the Kid Rock
Yes me below key MC
With the ability to rock the party
Anywhere and make people stare
I'm lookin while I'm cookin with no care
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
Who holds it down like bad Leroy Brown
And still I won't stop growin this flat top
The Genuine Article
Cuz I worked like a bitch to get the job done
CRAMP YA STYLE
Everything I do Gonna be funny
New Player on the field so yield and get back
To the wall
Cuz I'm playin Ya all
Like a game
K-I-D is the name
Some complain
And they got a little fame
And it's a shame
For what it's worth
I'm down to earth
Pourin it on like Mrs. Butterworth
Rich and thick
Kinda quick not slow
The rhymes I fit into flow
All in a row
From the intro
To the end so ho
Put down the microphone and go
Step a side as I make room to bloom
Any of your goo gets placed in a tomb
As soon as I grip the mic
To get loose
Don't dispute cuz ya got no juice
Meanwhile I kick a rhyme from the pile
(huh) As I Cramp your style
Cramp your style
Get down on yer knees and pray as I break you
Down with a sound
Comin down with a pound
Or a bang
If you can't hang with the slang
That I exploit
Comin straight from Detroit
Rough with out a doubt or a question
Kid Rock here in the flesh
And I'm adressin and defining certain issues
To diss you
So wipe the tears from your eyes
You can't hide so don't be surprised
When I dismiss you from your throne
And send you home
As A kid rock clone
Cuz I can hold my own Like ya hold a milkbone
Simple as this with a grip that won't quit
So when I hit the skit
That's it
So don't come in face with the base
And Remember your just an imitation
Don't get buckwhile
In fact don't smile
Cuz I'll pull your file
As I Cramp your style
Cramp your style
I'll clean the boundaries of my domain
Detroit
Fresh, I'm from the Midwest
From Motown
I'm like steel or concrete cuz yo I'm the hardest
One with a label known to be the largest
Not bein modest don't even think of tryin to hang
Cuz yo kid rock rolls like a Stop O
I roll thick
I roll heavy
D-Nice just keeps the pace steady
So get ready to feel the pain
I'm Kid Rock Drivin girls insane
So listen rappers and get to the program
Breakin ya down is the Kid rock slogan
And any rapper who thinks about dissin
You know what I'll say?
I got a great big dick
So anyone who can't adjust
Gets rushed
And then bites the dust
Be ready to walk a mile
Cuz I'll smack that Kool-aid smile
As I Cramp your style
Cramp your style
NEW YORK'S NOT MY HOME
Burnin
Oh no, oh no, here we go now
Oh no, oh no, here we go now
Oh no, oh no, here we go now
Oh no...
Went to New York to cut my first LP
Ridin down Broadway in a taxi
Hang a right at 25th
Just a little too swift, jo'
Let me out, I'm gonna walk from here on
Heres 4 bucks you drive like a moron
Lost in The Apple and I'm all alone
'Cause New York's not my home
In the village chillin with a 40 in a brown bag
I'm seein freaks, and also fags
I see a set of nice legs in my site
But it's a fuckin transvestite
Walkin in the daylight
Now I'm trippin and I'm like blown
But I take another sip and say to each his own
He'd get dissed in Detroit, but I'll leave him alone
'Cause New York's not my home
Now if your sounds are knockin to the cool Kid Rockin
Has got your girl jockin'
Take a chill pill young man, close your flap
Cause like the Piston Joe, I'm goin back to back
With a track, uh, that's just too clean
I got my pistol packed and a fifth of Jim Beam
Only 19, and my name ain't Wilbur
But I pull more hoes then Long Jon Silver
I don't dress up, or try to look pretty
Instead I rock the house in every major city
From the tip of Maine to the coast of Cali'
I get down and I yodel in the valley
Can't say I'm from the Bronx or Brookland zones
'Cause New York's not my home
Ate ave in the 40 deuce, it's like a freak show
A lot of hookers try to pop that week, so
I walk with a limp when I pimp through
Or co-mack those hoes if I'm illin with the Beast Crew
It's pickin up, ill check this fact
These Mother Fuckers pay over 2.50 for a big mac
Congested, overcrowded, cya I'm gone
'Cause New York's not my home
SUPER RHYME MAKER
Come On, Yeah
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
The Rock is Def and it went this way
Sway to the groove that no one tops
And move to the kid in black Reebox
Not a teen heart throb, but I rock the set
So Fuck Corey High and Johnny Depp
And let's go to the authority of Jive
New school in the house and I'm on the way live
We black man
No you get into
Cuz he cuts just like a mother fuckin Jinsu blade
Sway, but he's okay
Emcees please step'n out of my way
Or I'll become your undertaker, huh
Cuz I'm The
(Chorus 7x)Super Rhyme Maker
Come on, Yeah
Bonnie shades
And a high top fade
So low you know on the mic with no aid
You didn't think I make the grade
But now you say I use to go to school with him
I use to go to dot dot
I use to know his older brother
I use to be his eight grade lover
Talk is cheap and the speech is weak
He use to go with me, wrong you were my freak
I never gave a hoot
If a girl was cute
All I wanted was a piece and knock the boots
And then they get dissed
Crossed off my list
Though a bend in my behind would get kissed
Just like so world the girls will go
Just like Jack Custoe
And blow
Up come my drawers, See ya I gotta go
It's to plain
Kid Rock's the name
And I run my game
From Frisco to Maine
Never fell in love
Cuz I'm a girl heartbreaker
But Still I built my skills and I'm the
(Chorus 7x)Super Rhyme Maker
Come On Yeah
Stop the madness
You never had this
Wild style of my b-boy badness
Runnin the show
Clockin the dough
And Juliet get fucked if I was Romeo, but I'm not
I'm Kid Rock
Flat top and all
Not Michael Jackson spinnin singing off the wall
But making everyone how I thump like thunder
Got over like a mother
While you went straight under
And now you can't stand
The way I jam
Hold the mic in my hand
And rock the whole land
Man get jealous if you want to
But either way I'm gonna do what I have to do
Cuz I work to hard to make ends match
Started from scratch
And to a lot of crap
But now I'm like a wild horse no one can catch
And I'm a bad mother fucker
Believe that
I'll pop on top more flop no stop
Makin every girl in the house want a piece of the rock
And then I'll bring a new swing
To make it understand the kid's running thing
Mostly because I'm not an emcee faker
And the rest because I'm the
Microphone master Super Rhyme Maker
Yeah
Cut it
Super Rhyme Maker
Come On Yeah
WITH A ONE TWO
Never thought about the other side oh no
It was always let's go try to pull some hoes
And I pulled em like a tow-truck
Since I was a young buck
Guaranteed the hoes always got fucked
With a one-two and all that good shit
I never flipped or tripped or got pussy whipped
Cause I'm K-K-K-K Kid Rock motherfucker
You wanna piece of me
You're just another sucker
Nut oh well you don't bother me none
Cause me and your girl have lots of fun
You know the one that looks like a model
Sucks on my nuts like a baby on a milk bottle
Not cause I make her, I wouldn't make her
But cause I mack her right, she loves me all night
With a one-two and all that good shit
With a one-two I take another sip
With a one-two and I'll rock this party
With a one-two ya better ask somebody
Get down girl an' read my mind
And you'll see that it's focused on your behind
You gotta lotta class and don't mind me askin'
But can I go up in your fat ass
And just pump, pump, pump
What's next? check your money
It's scum and it's time to jet
You bet she'll be into it more
On the bed the steps and the kitchen floor
You like the way the K-I-D
Did it like I said I
Would, could, should I do it good
In your neighbourhood
On your fuckin block
Cause I'm the coooool the Kid Rock
Kid Rock Kid Kid Rock Kid Kid Rock Kid Rock Kid Rock
Make it nasty
Hoes talk the same shit
Ya dress like a slob
But bitches still give a good blow-job
Up come my drawers and it's goodbye
The Kid Rock's just got to fly Cause it's 1-9-9-0
Time to fuck hoes
But before ya goin put jimmy in a lambskin
And we could bump all night you bet
So get set to jet and go get wet
Come on outta your girdle and slacks
And I'll shine that booty like turtle wax
With a one-two and all that good shit
With a one-two I take another sip
With a one-two and I'll rock this party
With a one-two ya better ask somebody
Bitch
WAX THE BOOTY
See a fly skinny on the avenue
My shades down hat flipped on and on a cashew.
Could not believe my eyes so I lifted up my shades
And this girl is starring at me as if she wanted to get laid.
Next the girl started steppin and she crossed the street
She walked to me and at that my knees got weak.
Then I snapped to realize that it was my duty to get this freak and co-wax the booty.
Wax that booty co-wax the booty freaky freaky freak with the nice size booty.
Wax that booty co-wax the booty I gotta freak freak so I am going to wax her booty.
Heading for the crib I was reciting some rhymes
When the freak cut in and started telling of the times.
She wanted to rock me and these were no lies
And that is when I contracted the rise in my Levis.
Step into my crib she said the rise impressed her
So without delay I began to undress her.
Unstrapped her bra and whispered to her are you with me
She said yes so I grabbed them titties.
Next was the test to see if she was high rank
I dropped her panties and I asked do you stank.
She said no you owe it to me that my shower soap is Gucci
So I dropped my boxers and headed for her coochie.
Headed for her coochie.
Grease it down real good.
Headed for her coochie.
When I got to her coochie I looked close to see if this girl had any types of signs of VD
She did not so I said to myself Oh goody
And I grabbed my dick and co-stuck in her pussy.
Started rocking this freak with my hands on her
But you should have seen in her booty I was tearin it up.
Next I whispered in her ear baby please turn over
And rocked doggie style while I was calling her Rover. Still tearin it up on her face was a grin
Holdin on to her waist pumping harder than sin.
But she was lovin it all with her back in a arch
I busted my nut and she started to bark.
Now if you think the story is over just listen to this
I thought my mission was complete so I gave her a kiss.
Then I was searchin for a towel to clean off my dickie
Cuz it was kinda wet all bloody and sticky.
And to talk about gross heres something sicker than sick
The bitch dropped to her knees and licked the tip of my dick.
I started trippin cuz this was something I've never seen
The girl was more than a freak she was a sexual fiend.
And when I thought that was as sick as one girl could get
She stuck her finger in her booty and then she licked it.
Oh now this girl was much more to me than a freak
In my opinion she was plain nasty.
But never the less I completed my duty
I got this freak and co-waxed the booty.
Wax that booty co-wax the booty freaky freaky freak with the nice size booty.
Wax that booty co-wax the booty I gotta freak freak so I am going to wax her booty.
Too short don't stop.
Too short don't stop.
Too short don't stop the beat.
Hey yo short dog can I get a bitch.
Biiiiiiiitch.
Now if you like the booty come on fellas show it
This is your last verse to wax so why would you blow it.
And if the ladies if you are tries of a man on your fanny
Then fuck you go home and watch the tube with granny.
Cuz this is booty night non stop
With the #1 wax and me Kid Rock.
So let's get hyped cuz if I see you calm
I am gonna think that you are waxin' with Rosie Palm.
I mean really how could you be so dumb
Just look at all the girls that are dying to get some.
Man, just don't be a wussy
And I'll guarantee you could get a piece of pussy.
But to get it you have to realize
Don't brag to the freak about your dick size.
Man, that's not the way to win it
Cuz it is not the length of your wand it's the magic in it.
Wax that booty co-wax the booty freaky freaky freak with the nice size booty.
Wax that booty co-wax the booty I gotta freak freak so I am going to wax her booty
PIMP OF THE NATION
There's only two types of men
Pimps and John's
There's one type of bitch
That's a hoe
God damn hooker this is my world
God damn time to go
Where's my doe
It's startin to snow
All I want is the dollars
I've been a pimp so long Ghandi had an afro
Pimp, hold my dick like a holster
Girls want a Kid Rock poster
And be able to both stay looked at
The number one pimp with the number one rap
What's up with that
Well I'm a cool cat
With the rap
That's harder than a pimp slap
And because I do so much pimpin
One day I'll probably walk with a limp
And drive a big Lincoln
Wearing an unbuttoned shirt
And be a fifty five year old pervert
But for now rap's the occupation
But watch one day I'll be pimp of the nation
Hoes are rustic
Daddy's in the house
We got hoes and hoes and hoes
Prices are low
We piratically given the coochie away
Shake the booty
Shake that booty
It's not a sell
It's a cake sell
God Damn It
Pimp of the nation, I could be it
As a matter of a fact, I for see it
But only pimpin hoes with the big tush
While you be left pimpin Barbara Bush
What's up granny
First name Annie
Dried up cunt and a saggin fanny
The highlight of your sex adventures
You wanna suck dicks take out your dentures
A show of life is all I'm givin
Old pimp young hoes is how I'm livin
But for now rap's the occupation
But watch one day I'll be pimp of the nation
I got all the hookers, God Damn It
I got Sensational Sherry, Juicy Lucy, Nasty Nancy, and Tammy Toe Jam
All of them ready, willing, and able to give the mack daddy the dollars
And all the coochie and cunts that's the sweet part
Hahahaha
I have hoes like horses in a stable
Rich, famous, willing, and able
First off Ja Ja Kubore
Different gore
Is my highest paying whore
And for some hot booty waxin
Fake Ass Latoya Jackson
Rosanne Barr is my newest trick
While on the beach I prune her with my dick
And the bitch who fucks with my cash
Robin Givens I'll rip your ass
Yeah Kid Rock, Kid Rock
Don't fuck with me
I'll be pimp of the nation, bitch
One nation under a pimp
Gettin Paid cuz suckers is pussy whipped
One nation under a pimp
Gettin Paid cuz suckers is pussy whipped
One nation under a pimp
Gettin Paid cuz suckers is pussy whipped
One nation under a pimp
Gettin Paid cuz suckers is pussy whipped
Oh yeah who's pimpin out there
Ah huh
The Midwest is pimpin
Detroit is pimpin
Mt. Clemens is pimpin
Romeo is pimpin
The black man he pimpin
Katie C he's pimpin
Bo your pimpin
I said Tom he's pimpin
Chuck and Murph their pimpin
D he's pimpin
Boner is pimpin
Ben he's pimpin
Ralph C is pimpin
The Young brothers are pimpin
Elie your pimpin
I said Tony your pimpin
Hey Chicago your pimpin
Mr. Lee your pimpin
My pops is pimpin
D he's pimpin
Jay C he's pimpin
Diesy is pimpin
Dougie Doug is pimpin
D-Nice he's pimpin
Chuck Nice is pimpin
Barry White he's pimpin
New York is pimpin
I said Philly is pimpin
Oakland your pimpin
Too short your pimpin
Arseno Hall your pimpin
Eddie Murphy your pimpin
Jive your pimpin
RCA is pimpin
Top Dogg is pimpin
Michael Jackson, Ah you ain't pimpin shit Ah hah hah
Word em up
Word em up
Kid Rock
Kid, Kid Rock
Kid, Kid Rock
And I'm pimp of the nation
Hah hah word
You stay on third base
I'm goin home with the bacon baby
Peace
THE ABDUL JABAR CUT
Kick off back to the rap
A format
When it's through what you do is play it back
Rewind it
Find it
That's how I designed it
And fellas if you see a big butt get behind it
And grind on it
I mean push and bump
Cuz it's about time we made this party jump
Take a drink of your forty
And let's get naughty
Get on the floor and just move your body to the sound
I found and also developed
Let's trip don't sit, Come on get the hell up
Look at the black man, now what up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
I can not hear the chorus the music is loud and Kid talks soft
Now people always me & Katie C
If we take this activity a seriously
I reply, with a sigh rather uniquely
And say does Donald Trump have a lotta money
Yes a stupid question, but I won't quote ya
Cuz I'm the Geraldo, Philmore, Oprah
I'm the K-I-D are-O-C-K
Down with Jive, RCA
Hey how could you judge me cuz of what I am
Be blind to my mind
And take a look and say fuck him
Look at the black man, now what up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
I can not hear the chorus the music is loud and Kid talks soft
Kenny wears a low fade
Danny wears no fade
I wear the high fade
And we all get paid
Tryin to blow my rap down the sink
But go ahead cuz my rap is made of brick
And it sticks
Kicks
Hits
And uplifts
As it shows, it flows but never drifts
It's too swift and moves with quickness
Top Dogg again and you say what is this
It's the under rated MC on top
The young six foot one Kid Rock
Look at the black man, now what up
He's not a skin head, that's the Abdul Jabar Cut
Now Patty keep it going with the guitar
Yeah, all you punk ass bitches
This is Kid Mother Fuckin Rock
The beast crew is in the house
All you suckers
This is a mother fuckin party
You better ask somebody
So get your mother fuckin hands up in the air
Cuz this ain't no joke
Yo this is the mother fuckin east side
Detroit is in this mother fucker
Yo the black man
From parts unknown
Can you dig it
Bitch, Yeah, Yeah, for the nineties Hoe
STEP IN STRIDE
I think you might like to hear something from us
Stand up
Put your hands up
Come on get up
Kid Rock's in the house yo, Ready to pick up
The tempo and you know so I will for somewhat unconventional
But comprehendible
I'm the presentable good lookin
The Mellow Yellow young fellow and I'm cookin
Heatin the house up just like a hot late
Smooth on the groove like an ice skate
You didn't think in a blink I'd stand here
Now your in fear and stand clear
You can't come near this hot sylin
Groove by the kid who's smooth as a violin
Ah so the perfect lyric announcer
On the set with a cold forty ouncer
Ready to glide from side to side
Why, Cuz I Step in Stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied
Cuz I step in stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied
N-NNow yes I'm new
But before I'm threw
Your gonna see I paddle my own canoe
Cuz I'm solo
A young pro on the go
Close to an angel
But I wear no Halo
I just shake, create, and never act fake
And I learned to dislike and not hate
Because hatred leads to an uproar
Violence is on thing I am not here for
I'm just here flat out
And to blow the roof
Kick some watts and that's what I intend to do
Pump it up like an air comb presser
Teach to each like a wise professor
No job I strive to reach high
Make the girls in the house all sigh
And I'll glide from side to side
Why, Cuz I Step in Stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied
Cuz I step in stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied
Applied, Step in Stride you bet I do
Get you hig like a bottle of German Brew
Comin clean
New on the scene
Makin girls scream
I you know what I mean
Cuz they dream of me to rock the place
And put a big smile upon their face
Any girl of any race
But they have to like the b-b-bass
And that's the rep I've earned and kept on the set
Workin up a sweat
No Jive Kid Rock up ride
And I Step in Stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied
Cuz I step in stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied
THE UPSIDE
White boy gettin ready to do his thing
Uh...Uh...Uh...Uh...Uh...Uh
Here's a new jam for you to cling to
A funky rhythm that you can swing to
Kid Rock that's me
And the party jumpin is what I'm for seeing
So just chill or I'll boot you
Get on me and I'll shoot you
I'm fresh to that there's no guessin
Rock the mic without any 'fessin
With your blessin
I will get stupid, you didn't know it
I thought you knew it
I'm the kid that comes exactin
With my ace the black man
To B Boys from the Midwest
Rock the shows cuz were professionals
On the set night and day while the girls say
The Upside Down
Can't you turn me inside out
And round and round
The Upside Down
Can't you turn me inside out
And round and round
The bass drops and works it's hardest
For Kid Rock the new young rap artist
Clockin paper cuz I got soul
Comin at you from the Motor capital
Shakin booties
Not all the cuties
I'm too cool to be a little fruity
Drinkin' forties every weekend
I'm the master who's always speakin
To some freak and if I freak her
It's at Red Roof Inn where we sleep cheaper
But off that topic got to get it
Super dope, extremely poetic
The K-I-D-are-O-C-Kin
I love girls that's how it's layin
With these jammies
Fuck the grammies
All I care about is shaking fannies
And I have been doin it for a long time
But now I'm nineteen
And in my prime
Waxin booties everyday while the girls say
The Upside Down
Can't you turn me inside out
And round and round
The Upside Down
Can't you turn me inside out
And round and round
On the mico is solo
Cuz I'm the Kid with all the dope lingos
Only rappin cuz I don't sing dope
Create a jam that's fresh in your bingo
Lace up the Reebox
Comb the high top
Black dose with a little hip hop
And I style it with some uniqueness
You say I'm not fresh
But I could careless
When I rock the mic
I'm your girl is likin
Women are not lookin
Create a beat that is fully hookin
Cuz when I get dumb
People have fun
Sisco hand me the magnum
In a hell of a show I always display
While the girls say
The Upside Down
Can't you turn me inside out
And round and round
The Upside Down
Can't you turn me inside out
And round and round
Upside Kid Rock, Kid Rock
He's on the upside
Get down Kid Rock
He's on the upside
Get down Kid Rock
On the Upside
Upside, Upside get down Kid Rock
Get on the Upside
Get down Kid Rock
Get on the Upside
Get down Kid Rock
Get on the Upside
Upside, Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
STYLE OF X-PRESSION
Non-commercial lyrics run like Hershial
Walkin fast cause I'm a smooth talker
Appeal to feel but don't praise and kneel, just heal
And always look for the seal that's real
Top Dog, lookin up to say what is this
Kid Rock serious and I mean business
Ascending up and up I keep boosting
Makin hit records like Whitney Houston
With a mind of violence, right, I might
Blow this show teachers speakin yo, I cut MPs
To released to each and be friends of
Every single individual
Everybody all over the world, it's time for understandin
Come together
Jumbo, yo that's how I'm movin
I'm the new kid in, heres what I'm givin
A jammed, slammin, command that take authority
Cause too many emcees appear aport of me
Name and they claim me, yo, that they're winnin
Alotta just came in, sound the same in
Thinkin they swift and can get with these young men
But I keep the crowd swingin like Tarzan
Cause I'm a wise man here to teach and speak
And if you step out of line your up shits creek
So come with it, Kid Rock's come to get it
This town ain't dope, it's a throat, and I slit it
I'm raw like cowhide, smooth like a plane ride
Steppin', I always take a
Who came played and they say I'm kinda creep made
I used to come correct in the projects
New York, Oxford, deep in the basement
House and parties like real estate agent
So on, so strong, and everyone got along
Knowledge is power, and there's a point to this song
Everybody all over the world, it's time for understandin
Come together
Everybody all over the world, it's time for understandin
Come together
Now as I said my prayers through the years I shed a few tears
Cause it's unjust when I see my peers get shot and dropped and forgot, now that's hot
Too many can't score as victims of a drug war
Cocaines ran and weapons are shipped out
The press finds out, then the pump is tripped out
New tax and acts and have the drug industry
Uncle Sam is my man, are you kiddin me
"Me in the Whitehouse", now that's fucked up
For one to get over, one must get stuck up
One will roll up, another will smoke up
Two more thrown in jail, who picks the toll up
Tell her to beware, and she's gonna stand there
Eyes bugged out and hands in the air
'Cause there comes an onlooker, lookin for a hooker
And like the doors overlooked her and took her
For a place to hide and when he got his ride
He let the nice slide and the girl, she died
Her family cried over this homicide
And why they pondered, why she wandered
Left her own spot, her home, her mom and pop
All to smoke a little cooked up broth
So on and so strong, she couldn't get along
Knowledge is power, and there's a point to this song
Everybody all over the world, it's time for understandin
Come together
Everybody all over the world, it's time for understandin
Come together
From the outskirts with a mind like Albert Einstein
Maybe I'm ahead of my time
Imaginate, create, spectate, elevate from the states
Surrounded by the Great Lakes
I was once out cold at 15 years old
Rolled and sold, blow
Sittin in Jackson infested with rats
With a silver gat tucked deep in my slacks
I was a young bad mother in my own eyes
But now I realize it wasn't too wise
So now I teach, I'll reach to each
And every single individual
Everybody all over the world, it's time for understandin
Come together (x4)
TRIPPIN' OVER A ROCK
People like the way my style is rollin'
The crowd rebounds as I flow slowin'
I'm not bullshittin'
Heres how I'm hittin'
Funkin' it up more than George Clinton
Swingin, and bringin in a new format
A new breed indeed and I'm sure of that
I live press the best I won't rest the pest
Cuz I'm blessed and I jus won't settle for less
Yes the kid who gets the crowd up
The one with the hair that stands straight up
People look and stare in shock
Trippin' over a Rock
Trippin' over a Rock
Chased, and chased and chased but never close to caught
And the skills I filled were all self taught
With so many styles on each panfulls
And they hit ya like a fifth a Jack Daniels
As the girls admire the way I aspire
To move piles of dough in my own empire
Not a liar, I tell no lies
So hey girl you can trust these blue eyes
But don't get me wrong I get wicked
Shake that ass in my face and I'll stick it
Hit it get wit it
Knock it out the box
Trippin over a rock
Trippin over a rock
A genuine badman
Like Yosemite Sam man
I c-c-c-can rock the land
And bring a new swing and sensation
To represent the next generation
So slack up You better back up
Here comes the score and the weed in a jigsaw
Fuck with me
With no doubt
I'll put my foot in your ass and won't pull it out
I'll go deep in I won't weaken
Guaranteed to keep the house beepin
Girls rockin guys
Try to to cockblock
Trippin over a rock
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