Lirik Lagu Devil Without A Cause - Kid Rock
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You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my nameBut you don't know my game and never felt my painCan't read my brain but you read my lipsAnd got scared when you heard that I was coming with hitsNow don't even trip, be a man insteadGive thanks I'm alive when I should be deadI'm in the red 'cause my mind's distortin’People claimin' that they know me, but they only know a portionI'm gonna move mountains and touch the sunDon't get scared now, you knew this day would comeSo hold your bids, all bets are closedAnd fuck all you hoes'Cause it's been a long time comin'But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no jokeLike some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock's to blameSame game, same name, ain't a damn thing changedNo sell-out, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin' from the R-O-M-E-OWatch me throw like a fist of rageSelf-made and paid and sawed off 12 gaugesUp that ass for the 9-8Never fake, shake, straight from the Great LakesSeven years on wax comin' correctFlat out...you diss me punkThat's when I pull a strap outAnd 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-ORole model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-OMy motto, "Be Cool...Keep Pimpin'."Don't sleep, we roll deep in a LincolnFour Vogues on a hundred spokesWe bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog CoatsWe flow like butterflies, sting like queen beesStrapped with A-K's straight from the ChineseWhat the fuck's goin' on in the DBunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-DAnd it's all good...I got love for my honkeysWe roll thick...kick ass like donkeysAnybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack 'em
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinumI'm going PlatinumI'm going PlatinumWe're going platinumDevil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Yeah we come to party, so get down everybodyYeah we come to partyI went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at WinnersTo New York City and $700 dinners>From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sexTo gettin' much respect from top record execsThe cool Kid's claimin' up to call you outSo shut up now or put my balls in your mouthBet that ass hoss I ain't forgotWhen I was tossed in the bomb and left to rotUsed to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runnyNow my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 moneyMotherfuckers want to claim they're downBut when I was broke and down I never seen them aroundAll the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamedI did it without you...got a brand new teamNo triple beams...it seems like a movieBought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzziNo more fluzzies...only high class hoesCouple when it rains and a few when it snowsA brand new nose to go along with my habitAnd a garden hose made out of 24 karatBought a couple parots that like to squakAnd they sound like you and all the shit you talkStep inside my shoes, you couldn't fill 'em docYou’re too old to kid...too soft to rockAlready did what most love shout7 years on wax and I still ain't sold outAnd there ain't no doubt...in my mindThat I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time
I'm go platinumI'm go platinumI'm go platinumWe’re going platinumDevil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Straight out of the streets of Taylor3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe CI'm the J-O-E to the C hoeCall me Joe C...got more game than ColecoI'm a freak hoe...call me sickThree foot nine with a ten foot dickThe ladies pick, I'm a crazy hickAnd run through town like I'm goin' through wineIt's my time so I'm gonna shine like leadOld as piss, but small as assWatch me cash...smoke some hashYou're raking grass while I'm raking cashHighest voice like Aaron NevelleAnd I'm down with The DevilSay we like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyYou like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyYou like to party, rock the party
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinumI'm going PlatinumI'm going PlatinumWe're going platinumDevil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Yeah we come to party, so get down everybodyYeah we come to partyI went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at WinnersTo New York City and $700 dinners>From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sexTo gettin' much respect from top record execsThe cool Kid's claimin' up to call you outSo shut up now or put my balls in your mouthBet that ass hoss I ain't forgotWhen I was tossed in the bomb and left to rotUsed to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runnyNow my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 moneyMotherfuckers want to claim they're downBut when I was broke and down I never seen them aroundAll the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamedI did it without you...got a brand new teamNo triple beams...it seems like a movieBought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzziNo more fluzzies...only high class hoesCouple when it rains and a few when it snowsA brand new nose to go along with my habitAnd a garden hose made out of 24 karatBought a couple parots that like to squakAnd they sound like you and all the shit you talkStep inside my shoes, you couldn't fill 'em docYou’re too old to kid...too soft to rockAlready did what most love shout7 years on wax and I still ain't sold outAnd there ain't no doubt...in my mindThat I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time
I'm go platinumI'm go platinumI'm go platinumWe’re going platinumDevil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Straight out of the streets of Taylor3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe CI'm the J-O-E to the C hoeCall me Joe C...got more game than ColecoI'm a freak hoe...call me sickThree foot nine with a ten foot dickThe ladies pick, I'm a crazy hickAnd run through town like I'm goin' through wineIt's my time so I'm gonna shine like leadOld as piss, but small as assWatch me cash...smoke some hashYou're raking grass while I'm raking cashHighest voice like Aaron NevelleAnd I'm down with The DevilSay we like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyYou like to party, rock the partyWe like to party, rock the partyYou like to party, rock the party
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
