Kid Rock, Eminem - Fuck Off lyrics

A shimmy shimmy go go motherfucking pop
Bitch it's the K-K-Kid Rock with
The K-K-Kid Rock shit
I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks
Harley whips and nips and
Flip trips for whips
I get all the money pussy falls like rain
Been getting laid and paid that's
Why I never complain
If I ain't in it for the money
I'm in it for the P
It's 1998 yo and you still can't fuck with me
You don't be fucking with the blue eye
Fucking with my 2-5 up your fucking
Ass like my shoe size
I got a new vibe, kinda like Voodoo
You do what we say and we'll
Do what we want to
We're fucking up your city and
We're fucking up your program
Fucking all your bitches we can
Fucking give a goddamn
Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance
We won't quit until we're
Banned from existence
Persistence pays if that holds true
Then I'm gonna buy this fucking planet
Before the time I'm through
I was praised and raised on
The thoughts of no fakings
So let me get what I got
Coming and the rest I'm taking
I'm shaking like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit
You act like the motherfucker's brand
New at this shit
But I've been true to this shit
Giving my heart and soul
Been shining like a diamond but
Getting passed as coal so fuck off
Yeah

With my pants half hanging off
My ass and shit
Bowl filled hash pockets stuffed with cash
I be the mushroom tripping
Sipping shots of Jack
Cause the kids don't listen
Getting lots of flak
I be the do wah diddy up
And down you block and
The 10 karat Kid with my triggers cocking
The K the I the D R-O-C-K motherfucker
And you still don't know me
So blow me bitch I don't rock for cancer
I rock for the cash and the topless dancers
Don't have no answers so pass the joint
I'm just paid in full and made in Detroit
I ride like Senna in the Indy 5
And get live with that which get's me high
Strive for perfection, this much is true
We do what we say, you say what we do
Kid Rock, I couldn't be no Bozo
And I get too much P to ever be no homo
I rock from SoHo to Arizona
I'm an easy rider dreaming of Winona
I roam the country like a Greyhound bus
Put faith in lust and in God I trust
I'm not Peter Pan I don't fuck with fairies
But I bust more rhymes than virgin cherries
And Harry Caray couldn't call my game
Fucked so many hoes I'm in the hall of fame
And I show no shame from coast to coast
I don't mean to brag, but I like to boast
Fuck off

Yeah, right in your mother fucking ass, bitch
With that Detroit city shit ain't shit
Swift we're on the same script
Nothing new since '76, Kid Rock
Yo, Slim Shady come break
These motherfuckers off

Yo! Tell the world to hold their breath
They're breathin' the wrong air
This planet belongs to me and
This hippy with long hair
Two white boys who spike
Punch and light joints
Hang around drugs, loud music and like noise
Slim Shady and Brown Trucker
Another bunch of motherfuckers
Who hate the world just as much as each other
And I ain't leavin' this party tonight
Till I see some naked bitches dancing
Around drunk touchin' each other
Rum and Pepsi got your whole
Perception of me sketchy
'Cause when I stage dive people
Are scared to catch me
'Cause all I do is curse and fuck
So when I do shrooms you all
Better give me two rooms
'Cause I'm fuckin' the first one up
So when you see me on your block
You better lock your cars
'Cause you know I'm losin' it when
I'm rappin' to rock guitars
This is for children who break rules
People that straight fools and every
Single teenager that hates school! Fuck off!