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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'ma 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 ho, fuck the radio, I'm comin' from that R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self-made and paid and sawed-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, I'm 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 Biltmore 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, 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
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 dollar 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 dime bin 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, drop-top, 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 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 to 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 your test of time
I'm going platinum
I'm going platinum
I'm going platinum
We're going platinum
Devil without a cause, I'm going platinum
Devil
Devil
Devil
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 ho
Call me Joe C, got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak ho, 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 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
Come on!




Kid Rock - The Studio Albums: 1998 - 2012
Album The Studio Albums: 1998 - 2012
Veröffentlichungsdatum
20-02-2015

1   Devil Without a Cause
2   All Summer Long
3   Cocky
4   Cowboy
5   Born Free
6   Rock N Roll
7   Feel Like Makin' Love
8   Midnight Train to Memphis
9   Picture
10   So Hott
11   Roll On
12   Only God Knows Why
13   Bawitdaba
14   I'm A Dog
15   Rock N Roll Jesus
16   Run Off To LA
17   Rock n' Roll Pain Train
18   God Save Rock 'N Roll
19   I'm Wrong, But You Ain't Right
20   I Am The Bullgod
21   Roving Gangster (Rollin')
22   Wasting Time
23   Welcome 2 the Party (Ode 2 the Old School)
24   I Got One For Ya'
25   Somebody's Gotta Feel This
26   Fist of Rage
27   F-ck Off
28   Where U At Rock
29   Black Chick, White Guy
30   Trucker Anthem
31   Forever
32   Lay It On Me
33   What I Learned Out On The Road
34   Lonely Road Of Faith
35   You Never Met A Motherf**ker Quite Like Me
36   Baby Come Home
37   Drunk In The Morning
38   WCSR (feat. Snoop Dogg)
39   Cadillac Pussy (feat. Hank Williams, Jr.)
40   Black Bob
41   Jackson, Mississippi
42   Cold and Empty
43   Intro
44   Hillbilly Stomp
45   I Am
46   Son Of Detroit
47   Do It For You
48   Hard Night For Sarah
49   Single Father
50   Amen
51   Sugar
52   When U Love Someone
53   New Orleans
54   Don't Tell Me U Love Me
55   Blue Jeans And A Rosary
56   Half Your Age
57   Lowlife (Living The Highlife)
58   Slow My Roll
59   Care (feat. Martina McBride & T.I.)
60   Purple Sky
61   When It Rains
62   God Bless Saturday
63   Collide (feat. Sheryl Crow & Bob Seger)
64   Flyin' High (feat. Zac Brown)
65   Times Like These
66   Rock On
67   Rock Bottom Blues
68   For The First Time (In A Long Time)
69   Care - Demo Version
70   Chickens In The Pen
71   Let's Ride
72   3 CATT Boogie
73   Detroit, Michigan
74   Rebel Soul
75   Happy New Year
76   Celebrate
77   The Mirror
78   Mr. Rock n Roll
79   Cucci Galore
80   Redneck Paradise
81   Cocaine and Gin
82   Midnight Ferry




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