American Bad Ass Kid Rock

American Bad Ass Yeah!

American Bad Ass Kid Rock

Fuck all y'all I like AC/DC and ZZ Top Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock Skynard, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones David Allen Coe and no show Jones Yaaaaaaaaaaaaa Pass that bottle

American Bad Ass Kid Rock

Pass that bottle around Got the rock from Detroit and soul from Motown The underground soul, ?and I pimp?

American Bad Ass (정확) Kid Rock

trash the mack and slap back the wack Never gay, no way I dont play with ass But watch me rock with Liberachie flashed Punk rock's a clash Boy bands are trash I like Johny Cash and Grand Master

American High Machine Head

I was that kid sittin'' over in the corner Smiling with a shit-eating grin And I was that kid smilin'' In the back of class ''Cause I''m fryin on mescaline I was that kid drinkin'' 40''s on the

Midnight Train to Memphis Kid Rock

Kid Rock I thought he was the American bad ass He's putting me to sleep. Nudge me if he gets over five decibals.

American High (Hellalive) Machine Head

I was that kid sittin' over in the corner Smiling with a shit-eating grin And I was that kid smilin' In the back of class 'Cause I'm fryin on mescaline I was that kid drinkin' 40's on the bleachers Getting

Rain Check Kid Rock

Rain Check You know how it is Some guys just gotta make time to get their rocks off no matter what I'm like that Tearin up pussy every where i go I'm Kid mother fuckin Rock so what's up hoe?

Where You At Rock Kid Rock

HUH I grew a hurding cattle I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle You wanna battle with the Rock quite frontin' I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin' Grab your honey and

Where U At Rock Kid Rock

HUH I grew a hurding cattle I got more rhymes than heroin in Seattle You wanna battle with the Rock quite frontin' I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin' Grab your

All American Nightmare Hinder

"(Lets go) (Nightmare) (Rock) Dressed head to toe black on black, Three bunnies in the back of my Cadillac. With me its gonna be a good story to tell; Cash, grass, and ass on the highway to hell.

Where U at rock Kid Rock

1763 Bitch 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?

Back From The Dead Kid Rock

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

Back From The Dead Kid Rock

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

Back From The Dead Kid Rock

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

Bad Ass (Feat. Meek Mill And Wale) (Clean Ver.) Kid Ink

ass I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass Let me see just what you're doing with your bad ass I can't help but watch you move it with your bad ass I'm feeling like the man of the hour host

FOAD (Bonus Track) Kid Rock

it's a lie You got me so damn agitated So baby why don't you just fuck off and die Fuck off and die All your lies and hatred Fuck off and die All the good times wasted Die for the good yeah die for the bad

All American Nightmare (Album Version) Hinder

(Lets go) (Nightmare) (Rock) Dressed head to toe black on black, three bunnies in the back of my Cadillac.

Fuck U Blind Kid Rock

Fuck U Blind I'm on the brink I wonder what u bitches think, like Madonna walkin round like you ship doesn't stink No class jack ass bitches actin like a burro, dressed in black head to toe thinkin

Fuck U Blind Kid Rock

I'm on the brink I wonder what u bitches think like Madonna walkin round like you ship doesn't stink No class jack ass bitches actin like a burro dressed in black head to toe thinkin you're

Genuine Article Kid Rock

around My parents put me down I never skip town I stood my ground Weekends showin’ up Drinkin’ and throwin up Rap was my life As I was growin’ up Actin a fool in school no one topped up Smart ass

Genuine Article Kid Rock

parents put me down I never skip town I stood my ground We kept showin up Drinkin and throwin up Rap was my life As I was growin up Actin a fool in school no one topped up Smart ass

American Grace Zachariah Smith

Her momma used to keep that dusty old needle on Gospel and Country Gold Her Daddy use to be wild Sold the motorcycle, but raised her on Rock 'n' Roll That brown leather bible and Van Halen vinyl's the

God Bless Saturday Kid Rock

ease my pain Cuz Monday's just a bitch Tuesday's such a bother Wednesday's like watchin' dead flowers grow Thursday ain't for shit Friday's getting hotter But on Saturday night you know We let it rock

Blow Me Kid Rock

that's me that keeps the turntables spinniN' I'm countin cards and I keep on winnin' I know God hates me cuz I'm always sinnin' U don't know me blow me ho you wanna get hot you'll get your ass

Blue Jeans And A Rosary Kid Rock

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

Devil Without A Cause Kid Rock

would come So hold your bids, all bets are closed And fuck all you hoes 'Cause it's been a long time comin' But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no joke Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid

Devil without a cause Kid Rock

would come So hold your bids, all bets are closed And fuck all you hoes Cause it's been a long time comin' But I finally broke like an egg yolk I ain't no joke Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid

Trippin' Over A Rock Kid Rock

than George Clinton Swingin, and bringin in a new format A new breed indeed and I'm sure of that I'll impress the best, I won't rest the best Cause I'm blessed and I just won't settle for less Yes the kid

Pancake Breakfast Kid Rock

than a Marshall stack Never the wack but oh so pesky, some say I can't flow but muther fucker don't test me And if you arrest me you dumb cop, I'll find your daughter and I'll give her this cock Kid

I'm A Dog Kid Rock

El Camino I'ma D-d-d dog Drop top continental with a suicide see me ride You by my side big girl, yo we will never die I'll be your Hollywood eyes and send you swingin' baby Bring it home to pappa and Rock

Classic ROCK Kid Rock

Classic ROCK Well guess whos back, with a big fat cock Its the Kid motherfucker with the Classic Rock Like Wax That Booty, yodeleyeho, punk Slappin you hoes with Dick when I get drunk From Alabama

I`m a Dog Kid Rock

Camino I'ma D-D-D dog Drop top continental with a suicide see me ride You by my side big girl, yo we will never die I'll be your Hollywood eyes and send you swingin' baby Bring it home to pappa and Rock

Misfit Kid The Cars

Misfit Kid I dream frequently, sometimes they come out funny I go through insantity, all they want is money all these parties they get so habitual the same sea of faces always pushin', always

American Dream bad religion

American Dream I hate my family, hate my school, speed limits and the golden rule. Hate people who aren't what they seem, more than anything else, American dream.

American Jesus. Bad Religion

We enforced our popularity There are things that seem to pull us under and There are things that drag us down But there's a power and a vital presence That's lurking all around We've got the American

American Jesus bad religion

American Jesus I don't need to be a global citizen, because I'm blessed by nationality, I'm a member of a growing populace, we enforced our popularity there are things that seem to pull us under

F**k Off Kid Rock

A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa 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

F-ck Off Kid Rock

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

Fuck off Kid Rock

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

Fuck Off Kid Rock

A shimmy shimmy cocoa cocoa 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

Fuck Off Kid Rock

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

fuck off (perfect lylics) Kid Rock

Fuck Off 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

WCSR Kid Rock

Snoop Dogg) Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes Kid Rock I got the sex rhymes All world class Kid Rock Mother fucker yo I ain't no fag I fuck bitches dry I fuck em on

God Save Rock N Roll Kid Rock

big temptation The girls and cocaine seemed to write every song But east LA aint a place to talk no trash You can play for tips but how long can that life last You grow up quick, writin checks your ass

Taxes Chris Rock

Kid Rock Devil Without A Cause Where You At Rock Bitch 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

Welcome 2 the party (Ode 2 the old school) Kid Rock

ell my name's Kid Rock I'm a Capricorn And Detroit's city where I was born When I was young I knew I'd always be A super live body rockin mc I'm TNT I'm dynamite And I'm gonna rock this party all

Fist Of Rage Kid Rock

rage In a broken state I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate Come on 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

Fist of Rage Kid Rock

fist of rage In a broken state I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate Come on 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

Fist of rage Kid Rock

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