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Текст песни Kid Rock - Black Bob

Kid Rock - Black Bob слова песни

They used to call me names, said I was just a wanna beBut now they all pay to see what they were getting freeHow bout them days and now you don`t know what to sayAin`t it funny how the sun can shine and then hide awayAnd it`s a long way on a they say highway, I`m still runnin`A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin`A tombstone ugly, and if you judge me, better watch for me comin`In a fifty-nine drop top blood red cadillacKnock knockin`, black Bob at your doorStill rockin`, everybody say thatKnock knockin`, black Bobby at your doorKnock knockin`, looking for a paybackThey used to say Ritchie boy, he got no senseBut now they say oh Bobby man, he was my best friendAin`t it funny how the glory and the stories and the times can changeAnd no sense Ritchie just bought himself a big fucking airplaneAnd it`s a long way on a they say highway, I`m still runnin`A lonesome freeway of uncut my way, can you feel me comin`A tombstone ugly, and if you judge me, better watch for me comin`In a fifty-nine drop top blood red cadillacKnock knockin`, black Bob at your doorStill rockin`, everybody say thatKnock knockin`, black Bobby at your doorKnock knockin`, looking for a paybackI grew up in the back woords, I hung in the crack hoodsI learned to pimp like a mack shouldI could have been a rich man like popsI never kissed ass and those days since passedHere I stand like JesusI don`t need this, fuck you ho`s can squeeze thisI can`t believe this, I`m so wastedFrom all the fruits of life that I`ve tastedNever a clone on the microphoneI got shit built up cause I never felt loved at homeAnd all alone`s how I spent my free timeWritin` freak rhymes and drinkin` cheap wineEasy whips and a crackerI`m the master blaster, no one cuts fasterThe king of disaster is who I am hoAnd I`ll be rippin` the fuckin` rhymesAnd I`ll make your mother shit her pants broSo, so, you better watch your backWatch for me comin`, watch for me comin`In a fifty-nine drop top blood red cadillacKnock knockin`, black Bob at your doorStill rockin`, everybody say thatKnock knockin`, black Bobby at your doorKnock knockin`, looking for a payback

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