Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Devil Without a Cause, artist - Kid Rock. Date of issue: 18.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Devil Without a Cause |
| You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my name |
| But you don’t know my game You never felt my pain |
| Can’t read my brain but you read my lips |
| And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits |
| Now don’t even trip, be a man instead |
| Give thanks I’m alive when I should be dead |
| Uh! |
| I’m in the red 'cause my mind’s distortin' |
| People claimin’that they know me, but they only know a portion |
| I’m gonna move mountains and touch the sun |
| Don’t get scared now, you knew this day would come |
| So hold your bids, all bets are closed |
| And fuck all you hoes!!! |
| 'Cause it’s been a long time comin' |
| But I finally broke like an egg yolk I ain’t no joke |
| Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock’s to blame |
| Same game, same name, ain’t a damn thing changed |
| No sell-out, I ain’t no hoe, fuck the radio I’m comin’from that |
| Watch me throw like a fist of rage |
| Self-made and paid and sold off 12 gauges |
| Up that ass for the 9−8 |
| Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes |
| Seven years on wax comin’correct |
| Flat out you diss me punk |
| That’s when I pull the strap out |
| And I get to buck-buck-bucking im fuck-fuck-fucking your hoes |
| 'Cause they know who’s runnin’this shit, Top Dog I’m the C-E-O |
| Role model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-O |
| My motto, Be Cool — Keep Pimpin'. |
| Don’t sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln |
| Four Vogues on a hundred spokes |
| We bust way more Beavers in Top Dog Coats |
| We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees |
| Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese |
| What the fuck’s goin’on in the D Bunch of white boys pimpin’like the K-I-D |
| And it’s all good I got love for my honkeys |
| We roll thick kick ass like donkeys |
| Anybody fuck’s with you and I’m gonna mack 'em |
| Chorus: Kid Rock |
| Devil without a cause… I'm going platinum |
| I’m going Platinum (DEVIL) |
| I’m going Platinum (DEVIL) |
| We’re going platinum (DEVIL) |
| Devil without a cause I’m going platinum |
| Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody |
| Yeah we come to party |
| I went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at Winners |
| To New York City and $ 700 dinners |
| From hangin’with sinners and second hand cheap sex |
| To gettin’much respect from top record execs. |
| The cool Kid’s claimin’up to call you out |
| So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth |
| Bet that ass hoss I ain’t forgot |
| When I was tossed in the bomb and left to rot |
| Used to call me funny when my nose was fucking runny |
| Now my fuckin’bunnies gettin’fuckin’Matchbox 20 money |
| Motherfuckers want to claim they’re down |
| But when I was broke and down I never seen them around |
| All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed |
| I did it without you got a brand new team |
| No triple beams it seems like a movie |
| Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi |
| No more fluzzies only high class hoes |
| A Couple when it rains and a few when it snows |
| A brand new nose to go along with my habit |
| And a garden hose made out of 24 karat |
| Bought a couple parots that like to squak |
| And they sound like you and all the shit you talk |
| Step inside my shoes, you couldn’t fill a dot |
| You’re too old to kid, too soft to rock |
| Already did what most love shout |
| 7 years on wax and I still ain’t sold out |
| And there ain’t no doubt in my mind |
| That I’m gonna stomp all over you test of time |
| Chorus: Kid Rock |
| I’m go platinum |
| I’m go platinum |
| I’m go platinum |
| We’re going platinum |
| Devil without a cause I’m going platinum |
| Straight out of the streets of Taylor |
| 3 foot high ready to get fly Joe C |
| I’m the J-O-E to the C hoe |
| Call me Joe C got more game than Coleco |
| I’m a freak hoe call me sick |
| Three foot nine with a ten foot dick |
| The ladies pick, I’m a crazy hick |
| And rake through kind like a bum through wine |
| It’s my time so I’m gonna shine like glass |
| Old as piss, but small as ass |
| Watch me cash smoke some hash |
| You’re raking grass while I’m raking cash |
| High-ass voice just like Aaron Nevelle |
| And I’m down with The Devil |
| Say we like to party, rock the party |
| We like to party, rock the party |
| We like to party, rock the party |
| We like to party, rock the party |
| You like to party, rock the party |
| We like to party, rock the party |
| You like to party, rock the party |
| Devil without a cause I’m going platinum |