Yo, yo yo yo, yo It's a shame when these mc's fuck with us Yo yo, yo what they call you kid? Yeah they call me bigg jus Yo, it's a shame when these mc
sheet snippet tape flyer sticker and t-shirt Got a representation of my name and face I rock beats that tina yothers morning sickness without makeup ugly dusty
search 4 time With the cotton flava I bar-b-que That's crazy sh*t I got your kid AnD ill give em back For a million dollars Sun fire heat A dusty death
walk with the Nine Finger bandits worldwide Shaolin hillside, full of homicides Fuck you dissastified the double dyed black brown I advise Yo, box talk sequence, powerhouse kickout Eyes dusty
Far across the Mississippi and out on the open plains In an Oklahoma cow town where the sky begins to rain In a dusty run-down honky tonk sits a drifting
jar It was all pretty sad, a cheap county fair With a few old rides but there was ponies there Well, the ponies stunk and the air was still In that dusty
money like Fort Knox I'll forever be the Kid Rock Forever Punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever Southern rock Forever Kid rock Forever Punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever Southern rock Forever Kid
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
God hates me 'cause I'm always sinnin' U don't know me blow me ho you wanna get hot You'll get your ass blown out fuckin with the kid rock Eatin up ya
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 rock's my mother
Yeah Yo, this is Sage representin Secret Service, yo Welcome to my world kid I've been waitin for a long time You come with memories and leave with a
something you built on your own Everybody got something he calls home When the cowboys and Arabs draw down On each other at noon In the cool dusty air
straight jump on the dick After stepping to KCR lit and flexing my shit No gun talk, no gimmicks, just rounds of raw dogging Dirty dusty intelligent
on the draw you're gon' see the morgue But if you're too slow, I catch you on the downlow Oh no, you mean The Kid, shit's real I ain't no John Wayne,
Incomprehensible] Like a lifelike Pinocchio Everybody now is just trying to avoid it Newsman Tom is trying to exploit it I know a kid'll start to feel
Crack you like a twig You're like a faggot rockin' the wig I'm the adopted kid who knocks you stepchild Your real mom's a pig Thats how I classify
yo daddy work at the corner store and yo momma stripper name is STOP yo momma look like a man yo man look like a kid and yo kid look like a minature
There's a dusty old gutter he's lying in now and he's blind and he's old And there's a bottle that rolls down the road Me I'm young and I'm so wild And