Текст песни Kid Rock - Cramp Ya Style
Kid Rock - Cramp Ya Style слова песни
(Kid Rock) Everything I do gonna be funnyNew Player on the field so yield and get backTo the wallCause I`m playin ya allLike a gameK-I-D is the nameSome complainAnd they got a little fameAnd it`s a shameFor what its worthI`m down with earthPourin it on like Ms. ButterworthRich and thickKinda quick not slowThe rhymes I fit into flowAll in a row, from the introTo the end so, hoPut down the microphone and goStep a side as I make room to bloomAny opposing goo gets placed in a tombAs soon as I grip the mic to get looseDon`t dispute cuz ya got no juiceMeanwhile I kick a rhyme from the pileHuh, As I Cramp your style (style...style)Cramp your style (Cramp your style...cramp your style)Get down on your knees and pray when I break youDown with a soundComin down with a poundOr a bangIf you can`t hang with the slangThat I exploitComin straight from DetroitRough without a doubt or a questionKid Rock here in the fleshAnd addressin and defining certain issuesTo diss you (he diss me..aheo)So wipe the tears from your eyesYou cant hide so don`t be surprisedWhen I dismiss you from your throneAnd send you homeAs a Kid Rock cloneCause I can hold my ownLike ya hold a milkboneSimple as this with a grip that won`t quitSo when I hit the skitThat`s itSo don`t come in face with the baseAnd remember your just an imitationDon`t get buckwhileIn fact don`t smileCause I`ll pull your fileAs I Cramp your style (style...style)Cramp your style (cramp your style...cramp your style)I`ll claim the boundries of my domainDetroit...DetroitFresh, I`m from the MidwestFrom MoTown...From MoTownI`m like steel or concrete yo cause I`m the hardestDown with a label known to be the largestNot bein modest don`t even think of tryin to hangCause yo Kid Rock rolls like a Stop OI roll thickI roll heavyD-Nice justs keeps the pace steadySo get ready to feel the painI`m Kid Rock drivin girls insaneSo listen rappers and get to the programBreakin ya down is the Kid rock sloganAnd any rapper who thinks about dissinYou know what I`ll say?I got a great big dickSo anyone who can`t adjustGets rustAnd then bites the dustBe ready to walk a mileCause I`ll smack that Kool-Aid smileAs I Cramp your style (style...style)Cramp your style (cramp your style...cramp your style)