Kid Rock - Freestyle Rhyme lyrics
[Kid Rock - Freestyle Rhyme lyrics]
It goes, 1 for the treble, and 2 for the bass
And the blue-eyed devil's gonna
Rock this place
Cause I don't give a damn what ya label me
I'm still able G, to wreck the whole party
Got my cards on the table, it's a Royal Flush
In God I trust, and it's a must I bust
The angel dust and the strychnine
A big bag of 'shrooms and the Boone's wine
Never uptight, see I'm that light that shines
Lady's always asking me "what's your sign?"
I'm a Capricorn, not a Taurus
I'm the oriental lick master from the forest
I'm the poorest, sorest
Looser that you ever saw
But watch out slick, I'm quick on the draw
And I'll be blasting the fools like this
Pop, pop, pop, pop shit!
Rocks no joke, i go straight for the throat
Chilling it late on my old mans boat
I hate to grin about the girls i got
1-2-3-4-5-6-7 yo i got a whole lot
Straight pimping, can't stop this
So when I get low on dough
I make my ho's dance topless
Watch me rock this, I'm far from spotless
I'm really kinda dirty
Flipping you the birdy rolling on chrome D's
Bumping them motherfucking Beasties
I see these emcee's laugh at Rock
But I'm nuclear
Feel the wrath of the after shock
Cause after Rock, rocks the spot
I leave the whole crowd hot
On the mic with my nuts in my hand
With the sluts backstage
Hitting nuts on demand
That could never be a buster
A straight hustler i got a good bitch
But I still don't trust her
Let me lay it on the line
I'm just another kid with the freestyle rhyme
Freestyle rhyme, freestyle rhyme
I'm just another kid with the freestyle rhyme
Freestyle rhyme, freestyle rhyme
I'm just another kid tryin' to get mine
I gave an invitation to the president
Just for kicks
It said "you're cordially invited
To suck my dick"
I'mma tripping, true as this
I got mill in the bank
Cause i make so much sense
Hell bent, and I'm whisky bound
Is there anything wacker than a wicked clown?
(no) some people just don't get it
They got no talent so they
Hide behind a gimmick and rock with it
It's a shame, but who's to blame
I got a C note brain, steel veins
I got love for everyone
Just don't get dumb, cause if ya get dumb
Ya get done
From the jimmy to the beach, to the bum
From the fist, to the bat
To a gat to the hand grenades
You can't fade me, I'm down for mine
And the hate in the world
Is the sign of the times
Let me lay it on the line
I'm just another kid with the freestyle rhyme
Now I'm the highest, flyest emcee in town
The scratchinist
Most smackinest emcee around
Heaven senting, representing always
Your on MTV, radio, game all crazed
I blaze spliffs, drink, 45 OZ's
Got the lady's breaking with thie strip-tease
24 on a 12 step relapse
Fillin'? and empty knee caps
I'll be back if i don't make green
With the funky rhymes and the
No sell out themes
I have dreams and aspirations my graduation
Was from pimp of the county
To pimp of the nation
Damnation is shocking signs
From the Kid Rock flows
To the free style rhymes