Тексты песен «Kid Rock»

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...

Its been a hard night for sarah The divorce went through today Ten years out the window Shes been faithful all the way Shes feeling really bitter Shes feeling lost and small She wonders where it all went wrong Its been...

And if you feel it Then let me know it Show it Here's your chance, don't blow it I got game to player, now watch me throw it I feel we owe it to the people on the real side To collide styles because it seems real music...

Im drunk again Excuse the hiccup The redneck originator Rollin in my pick up Truck jacked up with the 4 gold shocks And where i come from Mud flaps come in stock People kid rock it Up and down the block And the hens...

Well fire it up Chop one out Somebodys got to know That im two days in I got two days left to go Cause i'am georgia I am memphis tennesee I am everything Hollywood wants to be I'am love and i'am hate Im your late night...

I am the Bullgod I am free And I feed On all that is forsaken I'm gonna get you! I see through you! I'm gonna get you!as seein a shrink But now I'm humble, and I can only think About New Orleans and those Jumbo Shrimp...

I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken I'm gonna get you....I see through you...I'm gonna get you I'm like a train I roll hard...lettin' off much steam In the Carhart flannel and dusty jeans...

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...

(Kid Rock) Livin' my life in a slow hell Different girl every night at the hotel I aint seen the sun shine in 3 damn days Been fuelin' up on cocaine and whisky Wish I had a good girl to miss me Lord I wonder if I'll...

Cowboy, cowboy Well, I'm packing up my game and I'm a head out west Where real women come equipped with scripts and fake breasts Find a nest in the hills, chill like Flynt Buy an old drop top, find a spot to pimp And...

Cause I remember way back when Got kicked out the crib and had a place to stay in the Clem With some friends George and Jay It was a funky fresh crew and I'd DJ What a shock it was to be on the steps Comin from a nice...

See me ride across the country with my shotty ridin' shotgun Got slimmys on my jimmy with magnums rockin' platinum Wig's dig this, the fuckin' police know I see 'em So I'm headin' up to Reno like a geo and I'll great...

Breakin' the silence is the hardest thing in life Knowing that your wrong Feelin' like you cant go on I've been a victim so many times But I'm man enough to know when I'm wrong [shotgun cocking] With the fresh...

If I was president of good old USA You know I'd turn our churches into strip clubs And watch the whole world pray I'd give the working man back his money I'd make the dirty fucking politicians pay To all the women...

My ideas like highs they come and they go it seems I've forgotten what I need to know I feel I'm wasting time at night when I sleep someone so shallow that's in so deep So I patch the holes that yet haven't appeared...

It aint no party like a Detroit party, Cause a Detroit party don't stop. I said it aint no party like a Detroit party, Cause a Detroit party don't stop. It aint no party like a Detroit party, Cause a Detroit party...

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...

Our lesson begins in the small town of Romeo Michigan 1985 Several years ago Deep on the West side of Detroit I rank souly with old and new school rules of hip hop Don Balaw, Wes Chill and my DJ JC fresh Rockin'...

By ICP & Kid Rock Violent J, Violent J, is that you? I'm on the microphone, so what'cha wanna do? Violent J, Violent J, is that you? A wicked, wicked clown, just for you I drink Faygo it's only a buck-ten I'm a pour it...

Yeaaaaahhhhhh! When the sunshine showed her face, I felt like I was ready to die. Went looking for a place to hide, A hole I could crawl inside. Long lines, whiskey bottles, and the same old song, I smell death in the...