Live Songtext

Let me hear you say "Kid Rocks up on the stage"
Hey slick, check it
I'm the Rock you know, i'm gonna smoke it up
So i can rock it through old school disco cuts
I'm the crisco slick, checkin sisco's shit
I'm the ultimate
Yes the K, to the I to the D-D-D, R-O-C-C-K all mother****in day
While i'm strong, let me steal your rhyme
Got the matches, tank, and the 4 foot bong
Uh, and i aint bullshittin
Suckin mother****ers with the game i'm spittin
And aint a damn thing changed
Come on y'all and tell me, whats my name?
[Kid Rock, Rock]
I'm the boy ****ed up with the hip and hop
And on the seven sea's they call me Daddy Rock
I had to coochie watch, back in the day
But i pawned that shit for a rock, last May
And now i'm back on track
I dont smoke the crack, dont shoot the smack
I told y'all once, i dont bang
ie?h emjrnig?? i
But i lick more coochie than Katie Lang
Uh, and you dont stop
Rock the rythem that'll make your body pop
That somebody, anybody, all y'all scream
[Kid Rock, Rock]
Check it out yo
What i wanna do is break it down
And show y'all a little somthin about where i come from
Show you some skills of how i used to rock basement party's
On the wheels of steel, back in the day in the klem yo
Check it
[Kid Rock, Rock]
Some of that yo
It aint nothin but a mother****in party yo
Break it down on the lst like this
It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party dont stop
It aint no party like a Detroit party
When your in the ****in house with Kid Rock

Kid Rock Live songtext