Who are you, who are you   Well I'm the punk with the pump in the back of my pack   How you step rock   I step in stride   I step across stage with my nuts in my hand   The punks wanna front cause I got my own band   Goddamn I'm the man with the helly buzz   And my shit don't stink, like eli's does   I'ma pleasure girls man from what I heard   Nah man, I kicked that bitch to the curb   I don't really need to be tied down   I'm a ramblin man, and I'm platinum bound   Me too, rolled my crew, I'm not too new   .16 is what I blew   I bet that set you straight, that illegal action   Fuck that, I still roll with a 40 in my lap   Back in 2nd grade, I carried a lunch box   Turned 21 started smokin crack pots   Snortin that d by the dime   Wish I could slow down, I'm ahead of my time   I'm the krack, I'm the krack   Krack, krack, krack   I'm the krack bitch, my last dimes what I'm bettin   I'm up in the casino with a flash like stetson   Girls all stare, they gauck, they sneer   So I grab me a bitch and I slapped her in the rear   My livingroom is the place I'm hangin out   Uptight pussy's is the shit I'm bangin out   I'm sick of livin in these perplex times   That's why I kick these motherfuckin sex rhymes      I'm headin down south   I'm headin down south   I'm headin down, headin down      Hip hip hip hip diggin exactly where you go   I'm headin down south on a dusty path   I got a cool ass buzz and an empty flask   Ass on the wagon and they think I'm all soft   But I don't givea fuck, I'm trippin my balls off   Up in the crack house tunin them rocks off   Hoe's come around an we be knockin the box top   Knocked out, knocked up and all that shit   Hot wax, sweaty spot, lickin spit from your clit   Everything that gets old   It get's over rated   Old to me, just means out dated   I'm the kid rock, fuck all that 60's shit   Take woodstock and shove it up your momma's clit   Oh shit, and there it is   I get a lot of pussy cause I'm in show biz   Twas the night before christmas and all through the house   I wished for a kiss and your mom popped out.   Put her hands on her flop and started eyein me   So I smacked the ole bitch with my flyin d   That's when I said "man I gotta get a grip"   Looked at the tv realized I was trippin      It ain't no party like a detroit party   Cause a detroit party don't stop   I said it ain't no party like a detroit party   Cause a detroit party don't stop   It ain't no party like a detroit party   Cause a detroit party don't stop   I said it ain't no party like a detroit party   Cause a detroit party don't stop