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Karaoké Devil Without a Cause Kid Rock & Joe C.

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You knew that I was comin' 'cos you heard my name but you don't know my game

You never felt my pain

Can't read my brain but you read my lips and got scared when you heard that I was comin' with hits

Now don't even trip

Be a man instead

Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead uh

I'm in the red 'cos my mind's distortin'

People claimin' they know me but they only know a portion

Imma move mountains and touch the sun

Don't get scared now

You knew this day would come

So hold your bids

All bets are closed and fuck all you hoes

'Cos it's been a long time comin' but I finally broke like an egg yolk, I ain't no joke

Like some uncut dope motherfucker

Kid Rock's to blame

Same game, same name

Ain't a damn thing changed

No sell-out

I ain't no ho

Fuck the radio

I'm comin' from that R-O-M-E-O

Watch me throw like a fist of rage

Self-made and paid and sawed-off twelve gauges

Up that ass for the nine-eight

Nine-eight

Never fake, shake

Straight from the Great Lakes

Seven years on wax comin' correct

Flat out you diss me punk that's when I pull the strap out

And I get to buck-buck-buckin'

I'm fuck-fuck-fuckin' your hoes 'cos they know who's runnin' this shit

Top Dog, I'm the C-E-O

Role model

Your motherfuckin' H-E-R-O

My motto

Be cool, keep pimpin'

Don't sleep

We roll deep in a Lincoln

Four Vogues on a hundred spokes

We bust Biltmore Beavers in Top Dog coats

We float like butterflies

Sting like queen bees

Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese

What the fuck's goin' on in the D

Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D

And it's all good

I got love for my honkeys

We roll thick

Kick ass like donkeys

Anybody fucks with you

I'm gonna mack 'em

Devil without a cause

I'm goin' platinum

I'm goin' platinum

I'm goin' platinum

We're goin' platinum

Devil without a cause

I'm goin' platinum

Uh

Yeah we come to party so get down everybody

Come on

Yeah we come to party

I went from Saint Claire shores and drink specials at Winners to New York City and seven hundred dollar dinners

From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sex to gettin' much respect from top record execs

The cool Kid's claimin' up to call you out

So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth

Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot when I was tossed in the dime bin and left to rot

Used to call me funny when my nose was fuckin' runny

Now my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 money

Motherfuckers wanna claim they're down but when I was broke and down

I never seen them around

All the shit we talked

All the shit we dreamed

I did it without you

I got a brand new team

No triple beams

It seems like a movie

Bought two cribs

Drop-top and jacuzzi

No more fluzzies

Only high class hoes

A couple when it rains and a few when it snows

A brand new nose to go along with my habit and a garden hose made out of twenty-four karat

Bought a couple parrots that like to squawk and they sound like you and all the shit you talk

Step inside my shoes

You couldn't fill 'em doc

You're too old to kid

You're too soft to rock

Already did what most love to shout

Seven years on wax and I still ain't sold out

And there ain't no doubt in my mind that I'mma stomp all over your test of time

I'm goin' platinum

I'm goin' platinum

Uh I'm goin' platinum

We're goin' platinum

Devil without a cause

I'm goin' platinum

Straight out of the streets of Taylor

Three foot high and ready to get fly

Joe C

I'm the J-O-E to the C ho

Call me Joe C

Got more game than Coleco

I'm a freak ho

Call me sick

Three foot nine with a ten foot dick

The ladies' pick

I'm a crazy hick and rake through kind like a bum through wine

It's my time so I'mma shine like glass

Old as piss but small as ass

Watch me cash

Smoke some hash

You're rakin' grass while I'm rakin' cash

High-ass voice like Aaron Neville and I'm down with the devil

Say we like to party

Rock the party

We like to party

Rock the party

You like to party

Rock the party

You like to party

Rock the party

Devil without a cause

I'm goin' platinum

Uh

Yeah

Yeah

Come on

Yeah yeah

Yeah

Ha ha ha ha ha ha

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