Lyrics:
a good day, hope I have me a great night
I don't know what you fishin for but catch you a great white
Me, I see great white, heavy as killer whales
I
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's so tight I think I'm gonna go
a kiss
So yo, so I blend in the mix
Now a day don't go by I ain't been in a chick
Eight and a half on the dope, ask Dominican Rich
Winning and rich
You’re blushing
Cuz she’s walking by and you can’t help
Ooh, it’s an ending I don’t mean to spoil
But boy, you’re such a high school boy
Got your guard dropped
Love tryin' to get through (Oh yeah)
Ignorance got you (That's right)
Can't nobody stop you (True)
Yeah, I watched you
baby yes I do
Oh baby this is true
I know the rules
I got the tools
Im Bouta Take you to school
Ohhh ohhh
My name is Kristen
They call me KC
Im Finna
nah I’m just saying don’t you criticize me when your favorite rapper don’t be saying shit! They mix up being tough with being fed up with the same shit
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way, nigga
Some real shit right here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you
And say "yo forgot that"
Don't expect things change
If you do the same thing
With your gold chain
Around your neck
Looking like a slave
Martin Luther King
to swing
That's when I seen her
Her name was Tina
Grace and poise kinda like a ballerina
I said, "How you doin', my name's Big L
Don't ask me how I'm
even the half what they might do
Don't believe me, ask Michael
See Martin, see Malcolm
You see Biggie, see Pac
See success and it's outcome
See Jesus,
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
To whippin' in them whips
I guess the bricks paid off
Now I'm back in the mix
Dice killas we the ice grillers
But you we stay on chill mode
Break a nigga
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
to use the poppin' tool. Fool, get sent to school with all that trying to clown, that jaw poppin' too much can get you tossed around and broke down by
to foes that really change up my feed
And when you doing this rap, shit you can be caught by greed
Feeling this magic, nobody can stop my dream
I told my
I don't know why this world keep turning (yes man)
Round and round
(As the world turns we all experience things in life)
But I wish it would stop
myself
I mix and master my records I don’t need no one’s help
To certain artists that must have hit you below the belt
I own the means to my operation
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
high off me
I ain't saying nothing but I'm saying, you don't see?
I'm protected by the key, nigga (ANKH)
Protected by the key, nigga (ANKH)
I'm
to stop me from getting a nut
"I wanna come over, what's up?"
That's what I told her soon as this episode
Of Martin go off
I'm trying to get off
I was
time
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's so tight I
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
the way you act like a lush all up in this world
And I won't be taken advantage of by your little games
Don't know what got me into your brain
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