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Kid Rock

Devil Without A Cause

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Текст песни Kid Rock - Devil Without A Cause

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Текст песни Kid Rock - Devil Without A Cause




You knew that I was comin cause you heard my nameBut you don't know my game and never felt my painCan't read my brain but you read my lipsAnd got scared when you heard that I was comin with hitsNow don't even trip, be a man insteadGive thanks I'm alive when I should be deadI'm in the red cause my mind's distortin( )People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portionI'm gonna move mountains and touch the sunDon't get scared now, you knew this day would comeSo hold your bids, all bets are closedAnd fuck all you hoesCause it's been a long time cominBut I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no jokeLike some uncut dope motherfucker Kid Rock's to blameSame game, same name, ain't a damn thing changedNo sellout, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-OWatch me throw like a fist of rageSelf-made and paid and sawed off 12 gaugesUp that ass for the 9-8Never fake, shake, straight from the Great LakesSeven years on wax comin correctFlat out...you diss me punkThat's when I pull a strap outAnd I get to buck buck bucking...a fuck fuck fucking your hoesCause they know who's runnin this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-ORole model, your motherfucking H-E-R-OMy motto, "Be Cool...Keep Pimpin"Don't sleep, we roll deep in a LincolnFour Vogues on a hundred spokesWe bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog CoatsWe flow like butterflies, sting like queen beesStrapped with A-K's straight from the ChineseWhat the fuck's goin on in the DBunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-DAnd it's all good...I got love for my honkeysWe roll thick...kick ass like donkeysAnybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack emDevil without a cause...I'm goin platinumI'm goin PlatinumI'm goin PlatinumWe're goin platinumDevil without a cause...I'm going platinumYeah we come to party, so get down everybodyYeah we come to partyI went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at WinnersTo New York City and dinnersFrom hangin with sinners and second hand cheap sexTo gettin much respect from top record execsThe cool Kid's claimin up to call you outSo shut up now or put my balls in your mouthBet that ass hoss I ain't forgotWhen I was tossed in the bomb and left to rotUsed to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runnyNow my fuckin bunnies gettin fuckin Matchbox 20 moneyMotherfuckers want to claim they're downBut when I was broke and down I never seen them aroundAll the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamedI did it without you...got a brand new teamNo triple beams...it seems like a movieBought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzziNo more floozies, only high class hoesCouple when it rains and a few when it snowsA brand new nose to go along with my habitAnd a garden hose made out of 24 karatBought a couple parots that like to squak




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