| Artist: kid rock f/ eminema shimmy shimmy go go motha fuckin pop
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| Its the k-k-kid rock with the k-k-kid rock shit
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| Im on top bitch and rock for tricks
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| Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips
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| I get all the money pussy falls like rain
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| Been gettin laid and paid thats why I never complain
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| If I aint in it for the money Im in it for the p (or is it d)
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| Its 1998 yo and you still cant fuck with me You dont be fuckin with the blue eye
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| Fuckin with my 2−5 up your fuckin ass like my shoe size
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| I got a new vibe, kinda like voodoo
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| You do what we say and well do what we want to Were fuckin up your city and were fuckin up your progam
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| Fuckin all your bitches we can fuckin give a goddamn
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| Twisted brown gets down with no assistance
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| We wont quit until were banned from existence
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| Persistance pays if that holds true
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| Then Im gonna buy this fuckin planet before the time Im through
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| I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no takings
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| So let me get what I got comin and the rest Im fakin
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| Im shakin like jerry lee lewis and shit
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| You act like the motherfuckers new at this shit
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| But Ive been true to this shit given my heart and soul
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| Been shinin like a diamond but gettin passed as coal
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| So fuck off
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| Yeah
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| With my pants half hangin off my ass and shit
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| Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with cash
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| I be the mushroom trippin sippin shots of jack
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| cause the kids dont listen gettin lots of flack
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| I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and
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| The 10 karat kid with my triggers cockin
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| The k the I the d r-o-c k motherfucker and you still dont know me So blow me bitch I dont rock for *edited*
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| I rock for the cash and the topless dancers
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| Dont have no answers so pass the joint
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| Im just paid in full and made in detroit
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| I ride like setta in the indy 5
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| And get live with that which gets me high
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| Strive for perfection this much is true
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| We do what we say you say what we do Kid rock I couldnt be no bozo
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| And I get too much nina
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| Im an easy rider dreamin of wynonna
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| I roam the country like a greyhound bus
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| Put faith in lust and in God I trust
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| Im not peter pan I dont fuck with fairies
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| But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries
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| And harry carey couldnt call my game
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| Fucked so many hoes Im in the hall of fame
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| And I show no shame from coast to coast
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| I dont mean to brag, but I like to boast
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| Fuck off
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| Yeah right in your mother fuckin ass bitch
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| With that detroit city shit aint shit swift were on the same script
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| Nothing new since 76 kid rock
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| Yo slim shady come break these mother fuckers off
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| (eminem)
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| Yo tell the world to hold their breath theyre breathing the wrong air
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| This planet belongs to me and this hippy with long hair
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| Two white boys who spike punch and like noise
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| Hang around drugs loud music and like noise
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| Slim shady and brown trucker another bunch of mother fuckers
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| Who hate the world as much as each other
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| And I aint leaving this party tonight
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| til I see some naked bitches dancin around drunk touchin each other
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| Rum and pepsi got your perception of me sketchy
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| cause when I stage dive people are scared to catch me cause all I do is curse and fuck
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| So when I do shrooms you all better give me two rooms
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| cause Im fuckin the first one up So when you see me on your block you better lock your cars
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| cause you know Im losin it when Im rappin to rock guitars
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| This is for children who break rules
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| People that straight fool
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| And ever single teenager that hates school
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| Fuck off |