Текст песни Kid Rock - Ya Keep On
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Текст песни Kid Rock - Ya Keep On
Shit god damn mother fucker I'm backMy name aint Jack Tripper, but I'm a day tripperSo watch me whip another funky rhymeBlack hoes sayin that honky's fineGettin mine, just like I'm supposed toAnd if you fuck with the Rock, I'll roast youA little toast to the real MC's( )Aint no love for the wannabe'sSo, hey ho dont call me JoeCause the Joe's I know, cant even flowI can battle rap, and all that other crapSo if ya don't want none, better step to the backI'm from the motherfuckin old schoolBasement party's in the Clem foolTalkin that trash, I wish you wouldCome step to Rock, it's all goodYa keep onRock the houseRock...rock the houseYa keep onRock the houseRock...rock the houseRock...rock the houseRock...rock the houseNow it's the Marlboro smokin, fine hoe pokinKind bud, be the bud's I'm tokinHittin you straight with the fresh shitMid western funk, and I'm the best bitchThe K to the I to the chrome D'sIn the Grand Marquees sippin O-EPimpin Rock, it's my name, my gameServin you hoe's like it ain't no thangI'm a kid when I rap, rock when I'm singinI dont care who comes, but what the fuck you bringinShit, one time, one rhymeCause I'm, that motherfuckin ill one, with a steel dickHittin you hoe's with the real shitYa keep onRock the houseRock...rock the houseYa keep onYa keepRock...rock the houseRock...rock the houseYa Keep OnRock...rock the houseRock...rock the houseNow if you dont know hoe, I'm the man in the darkI got more riffs than Stanley ClarkOr George Duke, shoot, I'm the kid with the funky lootSo if ya want some, get someIf ya need some, here's someIf ya don't, just step to the rear sonCause I'm commin with the quicknessIf you dis this bitch, you'll wind up on my hit listI'll put a bounty on your headMacomb County bitch, aint a good place to wind up deadCause I'm a real relavent, elevent, type menaceBut it ain't Rocky DennisWatch me bend this rhyme in halfI'm like Moses, with the mic as my staff