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Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

Lit up like the Fourth, I'm a happy drunk
Come to poppa big momma cause your daddy's drunk
I wanna pump pump it up like the Goodyear Blimp
Make ya hollar for a dollar that's the way I pimp
Gold links and minks and shrimp dinners on the bayou
Thems are things that I ain't gonna buy you
It's like one of them freak things
Hit it once maybe every couple week things
I got no love, I got no riches
I don't roll Vogues and I ain't got Switches
I got no game, I can't reward ya
But if you want a long one baby

I got one for ya this is your shot
I got one for ya this is your shot

Uh-Huh Check It
People always talkin what they gonna do
They must want their face to maybe taste my shoe
I can't understand all the push and shove
And what the fuck's happened to the peace and love
Who planted that glove man, I don't care
I'm too busy runnin fingers through your momma's hair
I got no time for the fakes and phonies
The crooks and the creeps and the cops and the cronies
Am I the only one on my side
Test my pride I bet you run and hide
You think I'm weak so you're lookin for the kill
But there's sixteen shots in my nine-milimil
I got one for ya, uh huh this is your shot
I got one for ya this is your shot
Jimmy Jimmy...Ji-ah Jimmy Jimmy
I Like that
Yeah...lay it down brother
Lay it down with me baby
Hu Hoooooo Hooo
Lay it down with me baby
Ha Ha
This is your chance

Record companies stressing cause they all want hits
Yeah I'm bout it bout it so I make em like this
They say, Hey there boy all we need is one song
Shorten up that hook we don't need it that long
Don't want to hear me cuss, don't want to hear me brag
So I'm grabbin on my thingy while I let my pants sag
Never thinkin what I'm writin just writin what I'm doin
They say they like my record but they're still boo-hooin'
My joint's always tight, my rhymes will floor ya
Hey slime you wanna hit money...hahaha

I got one for ya
Bet that ass
This is your shot
Uh huh, Uh huh
I got one for ya
Here it is
This is your shot
Uh
We got one for ya babe, me and Kid Rock
We got one for ya babe, me and Kid Rock
Hey hey

I got one for ya babe
I got one for ya babe
I got one for ya babe
Me and Kid Rock we gonna rock and gonna roll
We gonna rock, gonna roll, gonna rock & roll
Gonna rock, gonna roll, we gonna rock around
Ha Hiiiiiiiii Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
I like that

Disappointed! - minorthreat - 06-24-2004

Nice work doug.

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

I used to party with the Betties on the lower east side
Never drop top forty cause I always rock b-side
G-rides and a hundred spokes to match
We roll two deep three freaks four amps in the back
I did that crack game rap game now I let my axe bang
Livin in sin and it's a beautiful thang
I wanna twang like Hank rock like roll
Got soul like Stevie when I'm under the sun and so

Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this
Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this
Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this

I never had a lot of money never made much sense
Been chasin bunnies like a dummy overlookin my rent
And spent every red cent puttin hickeys on his bed
He's rockin dickie sippin lickie slippin honey pop that deady steady
Lookin for love, put my talent on hold
Told my soul to glow it said get up and go
And so I packed my bags with a whole lot of realness
Somebody's gotta feel this

Someone's got to feel this
Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this
Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this

I see these people makin money and it's funny to me
Tryin to act that fresh I wish they'd bump into me
Cause it ain't nothin to me want to eat a little more
Taste a little bit pride from every drink that I pour
I've been a whore for years showing love to my peers
Never sold for any less than what I see in the mirror
Steer wide to avoid the blows I've been dealt
Let the six strings ride when the twelves are felt
So when you see me tuggin on the end of my roap
You better raise up or duck when I reach in my coat because

Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this
Someone's got to feel this
Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this
Somebody's gotta feel this
Someone's got to feel this
Come on...feel this
Uh...uh...come onnnnnn

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

Quote:Originally posted by minorthreat@Jun 24 2004, 08:55 PM
Nice work doug.
Kewl! Another Kid Rock fan! Wanna rock?

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

Gotta make this money and I make this money
This money is me this money is everything I do and see
Who you to judge me
Just let me be and let me breathe
I see this whole world headin for damn nation and I'm ready to leave
I can't believe, this whole world twisted me
You fuckin biggots, you fakes, you wannabe's
I see the future and it's lookin grim
A lake of fire lookin like a long trip

I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
Far from saved
I'm a fist of rage
In a broken state
I'm a razor blade slittin through a wrist of hate
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back

Slim Jim's and a Tin Man grins, deadhead's with dreads
And now the Feds growin shark fins
My girl's knocked, up we're in love
But she's young and yo I think I'm gonna get locked up
I couldn't cut the mustard with a ginsue
And I'm twisted brown from all of the bullshit that I've been through
I'm lookin' for love, but it's got too many damn faces
I can't win even with these four aces
My place is here in the mix with the tricks
And the sicko's I spend G's but only make nickles
My soul tickles, but this ain't even fun and games
My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain
My fuse is short and it's lit
Like me I should have fought sketchy, it's gettin hard to see
My heart bleeds, believe it every dying breath
These people they take and they take until there's nothing left

I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
Far from saved
I'm a fist of rage
In a broken state
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
Come on
Uh...Yeah
Come on...Uh

You're feeling old with me you're up a creek and you don't know it
Finger on the trigger but your punk ass is scared to pull it
And I know, cause the fear you hide your eyes show it
Payback on your ass cause you're over due and I know I owe it
And when you're going down bet I'll be blowing up
With the sound of a shotgun cocked and realized you're fucked
I hope you see my middle finger from the stage
Feel me coming feel me coming feel me coming

I'm a fist of rage
One foot in the grave
I'm a fist of rage
Far from saved
I'm a fist of rage
In a broken state
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage
I'm a fist of rage

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

And now, to slow it down a bit:



I've been sittin here
Tryin to find myself
I get behind myself
I need to rewind myself
Lookin for the payback
Listen for the playback
They say that every man bleeds just like me
And I feel like number one
Yet I'm last in line
I watch my youngest son
And it helps to pass the time
I take too many pills it helps to ease the pain
I made a couple of dollar bills, but still I feel the same
Everybody knows my name
They say it way out loud
A lot of folks fuck with me
It's hard to hang out in crowds
I guess that's the price you pay
To be some big shot like I am
Out strecthed hands and one night stands
Still I can't find love

And when your walls come tumbling down
I will always be around

Yeah
As it...hey

And when your walls come tumbling down
I will always be around

People don't know about the things I say and do
They don't understand about the shit that I've been through
It's been so long since I've been home
I've been gone, I've been gone for way too long
Maybe I forgot all things I miss
Oh somehow I know there's more to life than this
I said it too many times
And I still stand firm
You get what you put in
And people get what they deserve
Still I ain't seen mine
No I ain't seen mine
I've been giving just ain't been gettin
I've been walking that there line
So I think I'll keep a walking
With my head held high
I'll keep moving on and only God knows why

Only God
Only God
Only God knows why, why, why, why
Only God...knows...why, why, why
Only God knows why
Take me to the river edge
Take me to the river, hey hey hey

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa pu- pu - fuckin puffs bitch
It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit
I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks
Hella whips and nips and flip trips for whips
I get all the money pussy falls like rain
Been gettin 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 fuckin with the blue eye
Fuckin with my 2-5 hope your fuckin 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 fuckin up your city and we're fuckin up your progam
Fuckin all your bitches we don't fuckin give a god damn
Twisted Brown gets down with no assistance
We won't quit until we're banned from existence
Persistance pays if that holds true
Then I'm a buy this fuckin planet before the time I'm through
I was praised and raised on the thoughts of no fakin
So I'm gonna get what I got coming and the rest I'm takin
I'm shakin like Jerry Lee Lewis and shit
You act like a motherfucker's new at this shit
But I've been true to this shit given my heart and soul
Been shinin like a diamond but gettin passed as coal

So Fuck Off
Yeah

With my pants half hangin off my ass and shit
Bowl filled with hash pockets stuffed with cash
I be the mushroom trippin sippin shots of Jack
Cause the kids don't listen gettin lots of flack
I be the do wa diddy up and down you block and
The ten karat Kid with my triggers cockin
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 Setta in the Indy five
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
Rock from So Ho to Arizona
I'm an easy rider dreamin of Wynonna
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 Carey 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 fuckin ass bitch
With that Detroit city shit ain't shit switched We're on the same script
Nothing new since 76 Kid Rock
Yo Slim Shady come break these mother fuckers off

Yo tell the world to hold their breath they're breathing 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 mother fuckers
Who hate the world as much as each other
And I ain't leaving this party tonight
Till I see some naked bitches dancin around drunk touchin each other
Rum and Pepsi got your 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 fool
And ever single teenager that hates school

Fuck Off

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

Where you at Rock, where you at

[Answering Machine:] Beep
You fucking ass fucking hole
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
Where the fuck are you
You fucking love me?
Yeah mother fucking right
Where the fuck are you? What are you doing?
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
Fucking some groupie bitch
Goodbye
Fuck Off
You know what I hope your fucking dick fucking falls off
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
And when it does, maybe you'll have some mother fucking time for me
You fucking asshole
Don't call me no more
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
Don't call
Don't beg
Don't call
Nothing at all, bye

(Where you at Rock, where you at)

[Answering Machine:] Beep
Yo Rock it's Carp
Ahh where you at man?
It's about 3 o'clock here in New York
I guess it's about 8 o'clock in London
Ahh your supposed to be at Abby Road finishing lyrics
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
I just got a call from one of these guys and he mentioned that you would
Ahh that you were thinking about going to Amsterdam
Which I just wanted to let you know that if you were pondering that
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
That it is not a good idea
We have matchering in three days
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
Ahh just remind you
I'm at the office, see ya

(Where you at Rock, where you at)

[Answering Machine:] Beep
Where you at rock, where you at
Bobby where are you?
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
It's Sunday afternoon at 4 o'clock
You know I did ask you to be at 3
You promised me you'd be here
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
Were having a special party for the whole family
It's Father's Day and I'm really upset
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
You know, we planned this whole thing around you
Well Father's Day was the other day and yet you couldn't make it
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
So we made this whole party around you
Now where the hell are ya?
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
I'm really gettin a little heated
Please call me right back, now

(Where you at Rock, where you at)

Answering Machine: Beep
Rock, it's Kracker
What the fuck are you doing?
(Where you at Rock, where you at)
I'm at the Tellstar
This ghetto ass fuckin place with four smokin ass three bitches
Ready to turn them the fuck out
You were supposed to be here forty minutes ago
What the fuck are you doin?
Ah call me back ah...

[The phone is picked up by Kid Rock]

[Rock:] Yo, Yo, Yo
[Kracker:] Hey
[Rock:] Hey
[Kracker:] What the fuck are you doin?
[Rock:] Yo, yo, I'll be right, I'll be right there
[Kracker:] Aight
[Rock:] See ya
[Kracker:] Peace

Uh, I grew a herding cattle
I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle
You wanna battle with the Rock quit frontin
I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin
Grab your honey and your beer and I'll break South
Take your money then I'll tell ya get the hell out
I'll put your head out, this is my night
How ya gonna step with Rock when I got the mic
I shot the sheriff and the deputy too
Paid off the feds now its all about my crew
What you hoes wanna do
One at a time or all at once I'll still roll through your whole crew
Like a south bound trucker
Hoss and mother fuckers take shorts
Mother fuckers take a loss
And when you step with your anger
I'm like the robot from lost in space (Danger Danger)
I give a warning but if you don't take it
I'll put my arm around your neck like we're cool then I'll break it
It's all real cop a feel from my steel
Here's the deal when I say clap your hands like a seal
Or better yet give respect where it's earned
You'll eat me up I'm like a hot pepper and you might get burned
You took a turn for the worst
Walked up in my face rode away in a hurse
Now how you gonna front on that
Kid Rock's in the house that's where I'm at

Where you at Rock, where you at
Over here to the rear with your girl the fourties of beer
Where you at Rock, where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care
Where you at Rock, where you at, Uh
Where you at Rock, where you at

One-two and it don't stop
Three-Four and it don't quit
One-two and it don't stop

From the depths of hell to God's right hand side
I'm what's left of the get paid, self made pride
I'll step in stride, I'm raw as cow hide
My first LP is still sellin that ain't no Jive
Am I the chosen one
Some people ain't getttin where I'm comin from
Or where I'm goin to stand back
Kid Rock's in the house that's where I'm at

Where you at Rock, where you at
Over here to the rear with the fourties of beer
Where you at Rock, where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care
Where you at Rock, where you at, Uh...Uh
Where you at Rock, where you at
Rock the house Yooooooooooo
Come On

And I'll be the long haired wizard with the lazy eye
Ask the ladies and they'll tell ya that I'm crazy fly
I'm steppin to the mic like a soldier bro
I hate to sound like a dick but I told ya so hoe
Old Crow and a soul full of desperation
I'm rockin up on the mic with no consideration
For you're church or you're family
Ayn Rand couldn't stand me so she banned me
I'm like a dandy lion Jack
You can cut me down and then I'll pop right back
And attack from the back like a great white
I'm not down with the scrappin but I'm down for the gun fight
Behind my back talkin shit
But when I front your ass you wanna act like a little bitch
Keep on and get your ass macked
Kid Rock's in the house that's where I'm at

Where you at Rock, where you at
Over here to the rear with the fourties of beer
Where you at Rock, where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care
Where you at Rock, where you at
Over here, Over here, Uh, Over Here
Where you at Rock, where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care

Where you at Rock, where you at
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Where you at Rock, where you at
Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh
Where you at Rock, where you at
Over here, Over here, Uh, Over Here
Where you at Rock, where you at
Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care
Where you at Rock, where you at

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-24-2004

Black chick, white guy
Does it mean shit, maybe
I don't know, but yo it never phased me
But either way here's one tail
Of two like that and what prevailed
It started way back in the eigth grade
In the small old town where the two both stayed
He came from a family of middle class
Where everything he did he always had to ask
She came from a place that was so alone
You know the same old tail of a broken home
Her momma was an alkie and more like a friend
Had three different kids from three different men
And that's just the way shit was
Couldn't change it, couldn't rearrange it so there it was
Anyway the two kept on
With the phone calls notes and so on and so on
And after the bullshitin and whatten
That day came the two started fuckin
All the time you know kids habit's
Every single day fuckin like rabbits
Sneakin out the car when he was 15
Climbin in the window and fuckin all night see
Fuckin during lunch in the junior high bathrooms
Drinking champagne and trippin on mushrooms
His dick was metal her pussy was a magnet
Ninth grade came, I'm pregnant
Shit got frantic and man oh Lord it was a tough decision
But they decided to abort it
It might have been right, it might have been wrong
But one thing's for sure, it really fucked his head up
Where is it, who is it, how is it, was it right
These are the things he thought in bed at night
A lot of people might laugh at this
But fuck em they don't know the half of it

Ain't no sunshine when you're low
I'm low
People tell me life's a game, I'm not playin
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows, I'm still standin

Now as time went on the the two kept on
They kept seeing each other off and on
See she moved to the city and you know what happened
Black chick with a real white accent
Pretty girl in the ghetto go figure
Yeah she got macked by some dope dealin nigger
Still seein that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all the first guy did was just love her
While that punk mother fucker used to beat her and punch her
She was livin all wild
I think all she ever wanted was the love of her own child
She asked the first guy to have his baby
He looked at her like she must be crazy
He was makin records and goin on tour
20,000 people hip hoppin on the floor
And all that while she sat at home and got macked
If she stepped out of line she got slapped
And then one day she prayed to the Lord to take that guy away
And he did he got caught with a loaded gun
And went to jail, but first she had his son
Ooohh and now what to do
She had no man, no money, and no clue
Now the other guy came back from tourin
And she called him up early one mornin
They hooked up her mind was blown
As he began to raise her son as his own
And that's a lot of shit to deal with man
And if you ain't been there you wouldn't understand
And people still laugh at this shit
Fuck em they don't know the half of it

Ain't no sunshine when you're low
I'm low
People tell me life's a game I'm not playin
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows, I'm still standin

Now for the next year there was some good times
A few bad times, mostly good times
See he was a ramblin man to the bone
He liked women and wine and he loved to roam
Not like she was any kind of Saint
See in this story there's a lot of red paint
But time kept slippin and made her crazy
And she talked about havin another baby
The guy was like, Oooh Lord
We got one now that we can't afford
But she convinced she could handle even two
Said I want your child or I'm leavin you
I can't figure out why then he didn't run
I guess he was attached to her and her son
All confused about what to do
That girl met another guy and was fuckin him too
Slut
Could barely pay her rent
And then the same old shit, I'm pregrant
And if that ain't some shit cuz
The girl didn't even know who the father was
And still by her side the first guy stayed
Head gettin more fucked by the day
He stuck it out for nine months I don't know why
And then a little girl on the Fourth of July
Was born in the front seat of his car
It was amazing
Kinda like a shooting star
He was happy told his family and friends
Only to realize later his little girl wasn't his
And that crushed him quick
Suicidal thoughts were in his head real thick
But before he found all that out
From the same chic another kid popped out
And that shit's real ill
Girl told him that she was takin the fuckin pill
She must have known all along
The little girl wasn't his and she was tryin to latch on
Three different kids from three different men
History repeats itself again
And after some more shit got stirred
He kicked that bitch to the curb
And now from her he's got a little boy that makes him laugh a bit
Huh, And he loves him
But still you don't know the fuckin half of it

Ain't no sunshine when you're low
I'm low
People tell me life's a game I'm not playin
Bitches don't mean shit to me anymore
I have taken my blows, I'm still standin
I'm still standin
I'm still standin
I'm still standiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

Disappointed! - fem - 06-24-2004

wow...

Disappointed! - Your_Favorite_Troll - 06-25-2004

Hopefully, that will give you a little pick me up. Maybe I'll come back next week are give you 'Cocky'.

Thanks everyone. You've been great. Good night Detroooooooooooit!!!!!

Disappointed! - minorthreat - 06-25-2004

Rock on dude.

Disappointed! - fem - 06-25-2004

That wasn't even funny.

Disappointed! - Sheep_Troll - 06-25-2004

Quote:Originally posted by fem@Jun 24 2004, 09:02 PM
That wasn't even funny.
I agree.

Disappointed! - Devious - 06-25-2004

Thanks for the entertainment. Next time I think I rather just stab my ears out with a rusty screwdriver.

Disappointed! - SanDog - 06-25-2004

If you could get that on camera, we could watch.

Disappointed! - Jimmy - 06-25-2004

This thread sucks. If only I could find that lock/delete button this place would kick ass. B)

Disappointed! - Devious - 06-25-2004

Quote:Originally posted by Jimmy@Jun 24 2004, 09:02 PM
This thread sucks.  If only I could find that lock/delete button this place would kick ass.  B)
I have a better button. The one I have is Ban.. Wink