Aww shit! Kid Rock back in this motherfucking house Feel the effects of my shotgun blast Mothers crying from these shotgun blasts Feel the effects of my shotgun blast People dying from these shotgun blasts 'Cause I'm rippin', flippin', crippin', like a real one does So if your rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it under the rug 'Cause I'ma go above that, beyond the calls of my fuckin' duty 'Cause all these corney, phony emcees now a days don't move me So I'm a show it proof G, so make waves I got a full time pay, start to dig graves Because I'm buryin' emcees and sharin' their ladies Now you rolled hoes are carrying my babies Grab me it never hurt no one A broken home always hurts someone Grab me it never hurt no one I saw kids get shot, don't sell guns And still I rip it, flip it, grip it like a real one does Rockin', shockin' on the stage, with a hell a steady buzz From a fifth of ol' Jimmy Beam We fryin' emcees up just like some motherfucking Jimmy Dean Sausage pattys, and smoking cabbies like it's no thing Drinkin' more Colt's then the 45 king Swingin' emcees like a cow hands rope And if the guns too loud, oh boy, I'm straight slittin' throats 'Cause that's the way I like to do shit Holmes Every time I get my gamble on Yeah that's the way I like to do shit Holmes I never stay in one spot, I was born to roam Feel like I got bank but it's not enough friend 'Cause I want more bank see, than my grandkids could ever spend So if ya need some cheep slut, then speak up Most hoe's know not to ask for cash, 'cause I'm a cheap fuck Feel the effects of my shotgun blast Mothers crying from these shotgun blasts Feel the effects of my shotgun blast People dying from these shotgun blasts © THIRTY TWO MILE MUSIC; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com