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Текст песни:

All my life I′ve been searchin′
All my life I′ve been uncertain
I been abandoned and left alone
At fifteen I had to leave home
The black sheep, the bad seed

At a roadside bar in Tennessee
I met an angel to rescue me
She rescued me
She wore blue jeans and a rosary
Believed in God and believed in me
All her friends think she′s a little crazy
She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
Don′t give a damn what the world thinks of me
She tells me it′s all good
She′s happy with a bad seed
Happy to be misunderstood

Two packs and a pint a day
To hide the shame
And wash away the pain
Aww the pain
Every road was a dead-end street
Runnin′ from the law
And runnin′ on empty
You couldn′t shake the marks that were left on me

At a roadside bar in Tennessee
I met an angel to rescue me
She rescued me

She wore blue jeans and a rosary
Believed in God and believed in me
All her friends think she′s a little crazy
She wears a smile, heart on her sleeve
Don′t give a damn what the world thinks of me
She tells me it′s all good
She′s happy with a bad seed
Happy to be misunderstood

[Repeat]

Misunderstood
Misunderstood

@ Kid Rock

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1992
See I was born a little pie-eyed motherfucker
Mamma she left me and my pappa was a hard trucker
Out on the highway we loved to roll
He never made me go to school. I never begged to go
I was a low class livin raised out in the sticks
I was born to be a hick
See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin
Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin
Kissin and huggin on some biskit lands
People always tell me I′m a twisted man
Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit
And I was born to be a hick
Ohhh I was born to be a hick man
See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin
Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin
Kissin and huggin on some biskit lands
People always tell me I′m a twisted man
Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit
And I was born to be a hick
See I was born to be a hick man
Yeah I was born to be a hick man
Yeah yeah yeah
I′m a shot gun tokin I′m a John Deer drivin
I′m a hiiiiiiick
Ahhh har

@ Kid Rock

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From hard luck tricks
To trust fund freaks
Bathroom stalls to penthouse suites
I been around
I been around
From the bottom of the barrel
To the cream of the crop
They′ve picked me up
And I′ve watched ′em drop
I been around
I been around
I sang ′em all a song or two
About simple things
Still I feel I′m bein′ used
Ain′t a damn thing changed

I′m an outlaw
Bad Leroy Brown
The only Cool Hand Luke left in this town
I get my lovin′ on the run
I′m a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
Let me show you right
I sure don′t wanna hurt no one

So, don′t tell me you love me
Don′t tell me you love, love me do
Don′t tell me you love me
Cuz love′s one thing that I cannot do
And it′s the only thing that I can′t give to you

From Hollywood hoes to backstage jive
Jacked up trucks and Gulf Stream 5′s
I been around
I been around
From silly little girls who play them games
To the rich and famous
I won′t say no names
I been around
I been around
You gotta touch the stove to learn they say
Get burnt and learn that way
You better keep your feelings at bay
Or honey you gonna pay

I′m an outlaw
Bad Leroy Brown
I′m the only John Wayne left in this town
I get my lovin′ on the run
I′m a low down
Mister fly by night
Baby slow down
I′ma fuck you right
I sure don′t wanna hurt no one

So, don′t tell me you love me
Don′t tell me you love, love me do
Don′t tell me you love me
Cuz love′s one thing that I cannot do
And it′s the only thing that I can′t give to you

So, don′t tell me you love me-

@ Kid Rock

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Hey now darlin′, you thought it was all fun and games
Runnin′ ′round, telling everyone why we′re not together
I guess you just had to feel important
And I′m sure you thought I was just gonna sit back and take it on the chin
But honey, I′m a songwriter
And that darling is where you end and this song begins

[Chorus:]
I found someone new who treats me better
She don′t bitch about things we ain′t got
When I sing this tune it don′t upset her
She′s half your age and twice as hot

Oh she wakes up every morning and she folds my clothes
Doesn′t care about the strippers dancing at my shows
She knows that I love her so I just wanted you to know

[Chorus] yee haw!yeah!.. [Chorus]

Oh she don′t start trouble cuz she dont need drama
She likes it in the mornin′ and she loves my momma
I′m her big poppa an she′s my little rock n roll

[Chorus]

She′s half your age and twice as hot
She′s half your age and twice as hot

@ Kid Rock

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I got my Cat Scratch Fever eight-track
My best friend′s in a gun rack
I′m a lowlife
I owe everybody money
I think racist jokes are funny
I′m a lowlife
I got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth
I′m makin′ time, I′m goin′ out
With your wife

Cuz I′m a lowlife
I′m a lowlife

I got kids I never seen
And their momma′s seventeen
I′m a lowlife
I take strippers out to breakfast
You can add that to my checklist
I′m a lowlife
Ahh the landlord called the rent is due
I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo
I Rock n Roll all night

Cuz I′m a lowlife
I′m a lowlife
I′m a lowlife
Livin′ the highlife

I′m watchin′ porno on the TV
Wonderin′ why she′d ever leave me
I′m a lowlife
The object of my affection
Asked the police for protection
I′m a lowlife
The romance is gone, I′m doin′ fine
Me and your mom had a real good time
Just last night

Cuz I′m a lowlife
I′m a lowlife

I make black music for the white man
Keep cocaine upon my nightstand
I′m a lowlife
Ain′t never hung out in the Catskills
But I′ve been to jail in Nashville
I′m a lowlife
I′ve got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth
I′m makin′ time, I′m goin′ out
With your wife

I′m a lowlife
I′m a lowlife
I′m a lowlife
Livin′ the highlife

@ Kid Rock

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It′s another night in hell
Another child won′t live to tell
Can you imagine what it′s like to starve to death

And as we sit free and well
Another soldier has to yell
Tell my wife and children I love them in his last breath

C′mon now amen, amen, amen

Habitual offenders, scumbag lawyers with agendas
I′ll tell you sometimes people I don′t know what′s worse
Natural disasters or these wolves in sheep clothes pastors
Now damn it I′m scared to send my children to church
And how can we seek salvation when our nations race relations
Got me feeling guilty of being white
But faith in human nature, our creator and our savior, I′m no saint
But I believe in what is right

C′mon now amen, amen
I said amen, amen

Stop pointing fingers and take some blame,
Pull your future away from the flame
Open up your mind and start to live
Stop short changing your neighbors
Living off hand outs and favors, and maybe
Give a little bit more than you got to give

Simplify, testify, identify, rectify
And if I get high stop being so uptight
It′s only human nature and I am not a stranger
So baby won′t you stay with me tonight

[INSERT JAPANESE TRANSLATION]

It′s a matter of salvation from them patience up above,
So don′t give up so damn easy on the one you love, one you love
Somewhere you got a brother, sister, friend, grandmother, niece or nephew
Just dying to be with you
You know there′s someone out there who unconditionally, religiously, loves you
So just hold on ′cause you know it′s true
And if you can take the pain
And you can withstand anything, and one day
Stand hand in hand with the truth

I said amen, I said amen
I said amen, I said amen,

Amen-

@ Kid Rock

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Come on
I′m goin′ down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
I′m goin′ down to New Orleans and leavin′ all of this behind
Headin′ south from Detroit
I got Cajun cookin′ on my mind
When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
Yeah in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
I′ll be high 10 Rollin′ till the early morning break daylight

A jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna start my day
But when the sun goes down we gonna "bon temps roulez"
Hey

I′m goin′ down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
I′m goin′ down to New Orleans where the stars on the sidewalk shine
Burnin′ through Mississippi with the Big Easy on my mind

When I get to New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
Yeah in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
And I′m gonna party like the devil if the Neville brothers play tonight

Jambalaya and a crawfish pie gonna make my day
Down on the Bayou singing Hey Pocky Way

I′m goin′ down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
Down in New Orleans good peoples they′s hard to find
I bet he′s making gumbo and drinkin′ homemade wine
A jukebox shakin′ and breakin′ down in New Orleans
I′ll be the highest hillbilly that Bourbon Street has ever seen
Oh yeah, yeah

I′m goin′ down to New Orleans to see about a friend of mine
I′m goin′ down to New Orleans and leavin′ all of this behind
If the good Lord′s willing and the rivers don′t start to rise

And when I get to New Orleans someone′s gonna treat me right
Said in a town like New Orleans someone gonna treat me right
All the cats in the cradle gonna rock this kid tonight
Oh hey

A jukebox shakin′ and breakin′ down in New Orleans
And if you′re payin′ for fun a french quarters really all you need

I′m going Down to New Orleans
Down to New Orleans
[Repeat]
Going down, down
Down, down tonight
[Repeat]

@ Kid Rock

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Back from the dead second L.P. here we go
Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O.
Pistol packed with a crew′o fly slimmys
hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys
Never slackin hoes I be mackin
not wacked I don′t try to act black when
I came up i came at ya from the outskirts
bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out in Mount Clemens as a D.J.
park parties gettin drunk on Sunday
Tweeked in the heat 2 a beat I′d rock 2 the -and rip shit up
An now I′ve toured this nation
pimp of the nation
pullin hoes
Rock the set in each city then step
me, Blackman and Funk Daddy Def Stef
Bitches, they think I′m sexist
but all I want baby is your grits for breakfast
Eggs, bacon, home cooked fries
and gimme a plate of that pussy on the side
Triple x on the set showin no class
just a foul mouthed little fuckin smart ass
No fool I went 2 high school dumb ass
smoked dope and i flunked every class
Slash and I smash cuz I thrash when I bash
invite me to a party and your house′ll get trashed
An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed
moved out of the crib cuz I hated cuttin grass
Now I reside on the eastside lovin it
cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it
Flex, sex, run of the next
flippin and trippin and rippin and shakin the suckers who wanted 2
Front an get around 2 the
2 get up or get down 2 the rhyme
I′m shakin and takin and breakin I rip the mic like
Every time fuck I don′t eat no manwich
kickin back coolin with a cold grits sandwich
Somebody said I′m the best in the Mo-town
but this town ain′t shit but a ghost town
Who ever said it they lied they fessed
bitch I′m the best in the mother fuckin Midwest
Wanna be heard when I rap so I yell it
sport a Tigers cap like my man Tom Selleck
One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick
Got more cash than fuckin White Boy Rick
My first LP wasn′t pushed for shit
so Jive Records yo, go and suck a fat dick
Cuz I′m rippin like a chainsaw
yes I′m that raw laughin′ at ya suckers like Hee Haw
Roll it up, take a hit and then pass it
That′s how we do it when we roll down Gratiot
In my Grand Marquis I pimp to the beat
Two in the front and two hoes in the back seat

@ Kid Rock

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Turn me up in the headphones

Been alotta cheap talk but I rock still
From the streets of Shanghai back to Knoxville
Sittin′ high on a mountain top holdin′ shop spreadin′ the good news
Been alotta false prophets and quick hits
And a lot of unAmerican bullshit
But the time has come to settle and the devil′s gonna make u choose

And just like a cold wind blowin′ can u feel me comin′ for u
Just like a freight train rollin′ packed tight full of rhythm and blues

Testify
It′s a Rock revival
Don′t need a suit
Ya don′t need a bible
Get up and dance
I′m gonna set you free yeah
Testify
It′s all sex, drugs, rock n roll
A soul sensation that you can′t control
And you can see I practice what I preach
I′m your rock n roll Jesus
Yes I am

Been alotta bling bling but it ain′t real
And alotta new kings but I won′t kneel
Sittin′ high on a mountain top, holdin′ shop singin′ the raw dog blues
Like in old Mississippi′s dirty cotton fields
Or in Detroit City′s unforgotten wheels
It′s the same song spinning but the same song′s always been true

And I′m gonna take my roll cuz I ain′t got nothin′ to lose
And I′m gonna save your soul if it′s really what you want me to do

[Repeat chorus]

Get on your knees

I′m your rock n roll Jesus

@ Kid Rock

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Hard to remember if anything was real
Cold like December and I don′t like how that feels
I been livin′ a long time
I been givin′ a long time too
And I can′t believe I wasted so much time on you
But time has brought me back around
Back around to me
And I feel so free
Yeah

Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Sugar tonight

Bad like Brutus
Hit like Joe Louis
I gots lots of cash
But I′m not Jewish
I′m not no nudist
I′m fully clothed
And I fuck hot pussy until it′s cold
Got rhymes of gold Got a voice of platinum
I′m not Dwayne Wayne
But that′s what′s happening
I′m back in black and if ya have to ask
You can kiss my Anglo-Saxon ass
Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Sugar tonight

Hot like a toti
Smooth like Mondovi
Around the way they call me Bathroom Bobby
Sugar is my hobby and my greatest joy
And that′s why they call me "cowboy"

No Jive I come alive like Frampton
I′m bigger than Seinfeld′s house in the Hamptons
Cramp my style, go ahead and give it your best
But I ain′t met a mutha fucka who can do that yet

Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Sugar tonight
Sugar tonight

Hey
Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Whoo woo
Whoo woo
Now who′s gonna give me some sugar tonight
Whoo woo
Whoo woo

They call me Shotgun Bobby, rock the young hotties
Jock the John Gottis, sock the paparazzi
Real life Fonzie, I roll like Yahtzee
I like stars and bars but I ain′t no Nazi
So fuck you, fuck u in the nose
Fuck you and your flows, fuck you and your hoes
Fuck u and your mother if u can′t understand it
I′m the illest mutha fucker on the God damn planet
Huh

@ Kid Rock

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Mmmm
I love it when you play it like that
Come on... Play

Sittin′ here alone I′m lookin′ back on where I′ve roamed
And laughing how I swore I′d win and not get burned
Left my family
Left my home
I worked my fingers to the bone
And there was not a stone I did not leave unturned
And I was havin′ a good time

Roll on Roll on Roller Coaster
We′re one day older and one step closer
Roll on there′s mountains to climb
Roll on we′re on borrowed time
Roll on Roller coaster
Roll on tonight
Roll on tonight yeah

Money and success
I don′t complain about the stress
I wanted this and now it′s here
So I don′t bitch
And I swear that time′s a trick
It disappears in oh so quick
Man I was just sixteen
And now I′m starin′ at thirty-six
But I′m still havin′ a good time

Roll on Roll on Roller Coaster
We′re one day older and one step closer
Roll on there′s mountains to climb
Roll on we′re on borrowed time
Roll on Roller coaster
Roll on tonight
Roll on tonight

And I know it′s hard to see with the sun in your eyes
But one day you′re gonna say I saw the light

And now headin′ for the hill
And I just cannot wait until
My children grow up to have children of their own
And I′ll be telling them about
The times I turned the party out
And how I stood against an army all alone
Drinkin′ wine and stayin′ high
And realized it couldn′t last
And how I turned myself around
And went down another path
And the signs we must observe
When life′s changes do occur
But most of all I′ll tell them
Just how proud I am of them
And always have a good time
It′s all love and good times
Let′s all have a good time Yeah

Roll on Roll on Roller Coaster
We′re one day older and one step closer
Roll on there′s mountains to climb
Roll on we′re on borrowed time
Roll on Roller coaster
Roll on tonight
Roll on tonight

@ Kid Rock

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What′s my name?
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
What′s my name?
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
What′s my name?
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Ahh...
I′m here and it′s clear I′m gonna flow so yo black
Just get on up or yo get the bozak
Cause it ain′t Kojak or Dr. Suess
It′s the kid muther fucker and I′m gonna get loose
Cause I got the juice to spruce and get nice and
So enticin strong like a bison
Ruff like brandy and no one knows
That I got more riffs than Randy Rhoads
Smash, slash and when I trash I bash
I get ill I chill but u don′t know the half
I trip I rip and though I think I′m slick
I′m nothin but a funky country hick
But I still get down with a sound that pumps
And u can hear me from the trucks and the trunks that bump
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
Although I′ve tried every method just to get high
L.S.D. is what I′m trippin on
And O.E. bitch is what I′m sippin on
A big fat booty′s what I′m grippin on
But for now I′m gonna rock and keep rippin on
Down to the muther fuckin A.M.
As I co pump and jump and keep the crowd in mayhem
No pain on gain...Now c′mon y′all and tell me what′s my name
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Come on, Come on
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
What′s my name?
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Sing that shit
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Uhh..I said what′s my name?
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Now break it down like this
3 sheets to the wind is the state I′m in
Half off the wagon with my feet draggin
Taggin hoes gettin lots of trim
Gettin jocks and props for all the spots I rock
I′m true I′m blue like Captain Kangaroo
And for the few who knew yo I′m a bang for you
Cause the Kid Rock ain′t no bitch yo
And I ain′t no radio wanna get rich hoe
So count my props you can′t get with me and fuck all You cops
You ain′t shit to me
But hoes with guns playin hard for fun
So stay off my dick cause I ain′t the one
For anyone tryin to bust me up
You better chill with that tryin to fuck me up
And if you′re talkin shit I′m gonna shut ya up
And all ya wacked D.J.′s I′m gonna cut ya up
Cause I don′t give a fuck about no one
And when I wax I tax and that′s just how it goes son
Yo I ain′t no sucker
Cause I′m the kid.."rock muther fucker"
Straight from Mo-town and I won′t slow down
I cease and the cheese M.C,′s I moe down
And I show no shame cause I′m down for mine
Now tell me what′s my name
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Come on bitch, what′s my name?
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
Come on Come on
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock
I said what′s my name?
Kid Rock Rock...Kid Rock Rock

@ Kid Rock

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You got a body like the devil and you smell like sex
I can tell you′re trouble but I′m still obsessed

[Chorus:]
Because you know you′re so hot, I want to get you alone
So hot, I wanna get you stoned
So hot, I don′t want to be your friend
I want to fuck you like I′m never gonna see you again
....Yeah.....C′mon....Yeah

You′re like the kiss of death, like the hand of fate
I can tell you′re trouble but I still want a taste

[Chorus x2]

Because you′re so hot I want to get you alone
I want to get you stoned
I don′t want to be your friend
I want to fuck you like I′m never gonna see you again

See you again
See you again

@ Kid Rock

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My veins are poppin′ from this love inside
I just can′t let it out
This pipe and these needles are my only guide
They′ve got me on the wrong route
What is my life about?
Living in the shadows of a man I′ve never seen
And dreamin′ like a lonley child
I know your brothers and your sister and your mother too
Man I wish you could see them too
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Man I wish that you could see them too
Man I wish that you could see them too
So can I come to see you sometime?
Cause I been missin′ you
I′ve never heard you cry
I′ve never seen you why
I′m feeling oh so young
But still I must die to get to you
And if I do I wonder how just you will see me
And implicate the things I′ve done
I′m diein′ in the shadows of this man I′ve never seen
I′ll see you soon
Now wheres my gun?
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
Oh Lord, wheres my gun?
Oh wheres my gun?
Oh Lord, wheres my gun?
Oh Lord, my gun
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
I′ts God himself in a jar
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
Its God himself in a jar
Yeahhhh heyaaaaa
You got me, sad and lonely
But I′m me, me
You know you make me so lonely
I am so alone
And I will prey and then I′ll cry
And I will prey and then I′ll cry
And I will prey and then I′ll cry
And I will prey and then I′ll cry

@ Kid Rock

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It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh

Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It′s the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn′t have no internet
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair

[Chorus:]
And we were trying different things
We were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ′bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long

Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She′ll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We′d blister in the sun
We couldn′t wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock and roll

While we were trying different things
And we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ′bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long

Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I′ll hear that song and I′ll start to sing along
And think man I′d love to see that girl again

[Repeat Chorus x2]

Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long

@ Kid Rock

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Yeah
And I′ve set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands
We′ve travel this land packed tight in mini vans
And all this for the fans, girls, money and fame
I played their game
And As they scream my name
I will show no shame
I live and die for this
And if I come off soft
Then chew on this!

Are you scared?

Devil without a cause
And Im back with the beaver hats
And Ben Davis slacks
30 pack of Strohs
30 pack of hoes
No rogaine in the propane flow
The chosen one
I′m the living proof
With the gift of gab
From the city and true
I jabbed and stabbed
And knocked critics backs
And I did not studder when I said that
I′m goin′ platnum
Sellin′ rhymes
I went platinum
Seven times
And still they ill
They wanna see us fry
I guess because only god knows why
Why why why why why

Ohhhhhhhhhhhh

@ Kid Rock