Paroles Devil Without A Cause de Kid Rock

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Textes et Paroles de Devil Without A Cause




You knew that I was comin cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was comin with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm gonna move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day 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 Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sellout, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self-made and paid and sawed off 12 gauges
Up that ass for the 9-8
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin correct
Flat out...you diss me punk
That's when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck buck bucking...a fuck fuck fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-O
Role model, your motherfucking H-E-R-O
My motto, "Be Cool...Keep Pimpin"
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D
And it's all good...I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick...kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack em
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
I'm goin Platinum
I'm goin Platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody
Yeah we come to party
I went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and $700 dinners
From hangin with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin much respect from top record execs
The cool Kid's claimin up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the bomb and left to rot
Used to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin bunnies gettin fuckin Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down I never seen them around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you...got a brand new team
No triple beams...it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi
No more floozies, only high class hoes
Couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of 24 karat
Bought a couple parots that like to squak
And they sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em doc
You're too old to kid...too soft to rock
Already did what most love to shout
7 years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt...in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
Straight out of the streets of Taylor
3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C
I'm the J-O-E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C...got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak hoe call me sick
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick, I'm a crazy hick
And run through town like I'm goin through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me cash...smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
Highest voice like Aaron Nevelle
And I'm down with The Devil
Say we like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum

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