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2009-07-23

Devil Without A Cause

You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my name But you don't know my game and 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 I'm in the red 'cause my mind's distortin' People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion I'm a 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 f**k 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 motherf**ker, Kid Rock's to blame Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed No sell-out, I ain't no hoe f**k the radio comin' from the R O M E O Watch me throw like a fist of rage Self made and paid and sawed off twelve gauges Up that a*s for the nine eight (Nine eight) 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 a strap out And I get to buck, buck, bucking a f**k, f**k, f**king your hoes 'Cause they know who's runnin' this shit, top dog, I'm the C E O Role model, your motherf**king 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 Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese What the f**k'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 a*s like donkeys Anybody f**k's with you and I'm gonna mack 'em Devil without a cause, I'm going platinum I'm going platinum I'm going platinum We're going platinum Devil without a cause, I'm going platinum Uh, devil, devil Yeah, we come to party, so get down everybody (Come on) Yeah, we come to party I went from St. Claire Shores and drink specials at Winners To New York City and 700 dollar dinners From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap s*x To gettin' much respect from top record exec's The cool Kid's comin' up to call you out So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth Bet that a*s hoss I ain't forgot When I was tossed in the dime, baby left to rot Used to call me dummy when my nose was f**king runny Now my f**kin' bunnies gettin' f**kin' Matchbox 20 money Motherf**kers want to claim their 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 cla*s hoes 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 parrots that like to squawk And they sound like you and all the shit you talk Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill 'em, doc You're too old to kid, too soft to rock Already did what most love shout Seven 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 I'm go platinum I'm go platinum I'm go platinum We're going platinum Devil without a cause, I'm going platinum Uh, devil, come on devil, uh, uh devil Straight out of the streets of Taylor Three 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 d**k 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 lead Old as piss, but small as a*s Watch me pa*s smoke some hash You're raking gra*s while I'm raking cash High-a*s voice like Aaron Neville 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 Uh, uh, come on, uh, uh, uh, uh

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  7. Welcome 2 The Party (Ode 2 The Old School)
  8. I Got One For Ya
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  5. Devil Without A Cause
  6. Somebody's Gotta Feel This/Fist of Rage
  7. Picture (featuring Gretchen Wilson)
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  10. Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp
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