Kid rock that's right you know I'm back ho   From the dead where I had to lay low   Seems strange but I ain't changed nothing   Pot smokin' beer drinkin' mother fucker that's me   In the flesh and I guess I'm the best   In the muther fuckin midwest 'cause there's no contest   For the pimp in the pimp of the nation   So fuck college and a good education   All we need to learn is how to hold hands   Then we could live in peace in my homeland   God damn the way my pain swells   I spend all my time killin' brain cells   The light shed on me was a dim gleam   So I live life in a bottle of jim beam   Droppin' dots or sniffin' that blow black,   I go to sleep at night watchin' kojak   Fuck hoes 'cause I'm no big fag   Roll with zig zags like to read skin mags   When I shoot I never miss   And if I played the bass I'd probably pluck it like this...   People wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I don't care   So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of cuervo   Just a wild young buck   Got banned from the shelter but I really don't give a fuck   'cause I still be clownin' suckers be frownin'   Forties of busch I be poundin'   I ain't dead in the head like manson   I'm more laid back than muther fuckin' ted danson   Hanson brother style when I'm rumblin'   Couple of shots of don q and I be stumblin'   Fumblin' footballs hangin' in the pool halls   Out late night with my crew stealin' u-hauls   I'm not into havin' clean fun   I step into the party strapped with a machine gun   But I'm no gangster like gotti   "i'm just an m.c. to put the boogie in the party"   Back in black plus a new track   And I won't quit till your ears blow from feedback   When I shoot I never miss   And if I played the guitar I'd probably strum it like this...   So give it up bitch 'cause I'm the kid rock   And today I know you don't wanna get shot   You look gay you're too cliche   So fuck all y'all hoes and yo chuck pass the jay   Sellin' me out like bitches to make a quick buck   But muther fuckers like y'all just have no luck   Your little plan was a flop   Tryin' to get em on by sellin out the kid rock   A part of me was with you but yo he died,   And I'm glad you stepped off 'cause I ain't givin' no free rides   You little bald headed peon   And fuck it mother fucker if you want it lets get the beef on   'cause I'm sure I'm sure ya   Are gonna try to come back around but I'll ignore ya   It only takes one shot to floor ya   'cause I'm kid rock bitch and I'm real mutha for ya   Better jet so 'cause I won't let no hoes from the metro   Take mine "what up doe"   Come look son I'm number one...   "'cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done"   In the twilight zone with rod serling   I ain't goin' bald so fuck sy sperling   When I shoot I never miss   And if I played the harmonica I'd probably blow it like this...