Текст (слова) песни: Kid Rock - Devil Without A Cause

You knew that I was coming cause you heard my name
But you dont know my game and never felt my pain
Cant read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now dont even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks Im alive when I should be dead
Im in the red cause my minds distortin’
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
Im gonna move mountains and touch the sun
Dont get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes
Cause its been a long time comin
But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I aint no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rocks to blame
Same game, same name, aint a damn thing changed
No sell-out, I aint 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
Thats when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck-buck-bucking...a fuck-fuck-fucking your hoes
Cause they know whos runnin this shit, Top Dog...Im the C-E-O
Role model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-O
My motto, "Be Cool...Keep Pimpin."
Dont sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-Ks straight from the Chinese
What the fucks goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin like the K-I-D
And its all good...I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick...kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fucks with you and Im gonna mack em

Devil without a cause...Im going platinum
Im going Platinum
Im going Platinum
Were going platinum
Devil without a cause...Im 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 Kids comin up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I aint forgot
When I was tossed in the dime baby 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 theyre 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 fluzzies...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 couldnt fill em doc
You’re too old to kid...too soft to rock
Already did what most love shout
7 years on wax and I still aint sold out
And there aint no doubt...in my mind
That Im gonna stomp all over you test of time

Im go platinum
Im go platinum
Im go platinum
Were going platinum

Devil without a cause...Im going platinum
Straight out of the streets of Taylor

3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C
Im the J-O-E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C...got more game than Coleco
Im a freak hoe...call me sick
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick, Im a crazy hick
And rake through kind like a bum through wine
Its my time so Im gonna shine like glass
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me cash...smoke some hash
Youre raking grass while Im raking cash
High-ass voice like Aaron Nevelle
And Im 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...Im going platinum

Music Fades To Back
Другие песни Kid Rock:

American Bad Ass
Baby Come Home
Bawitdaba
Black Bob
Black Chick White Guy
Blast
Cadillac Pussy
Cocky
Cold And Empty
Cowboy
Devil Without A Cause
Do It For You
Drunk In The Morning
Feel Like Makin Love
Feel like making love
Fist Of Rage
Forever
Fuck Off
Fuck You Blind
Got One For Ya
Hard Night For Sarah
Hillbilly Stomp
I Am
I Am The Bullgod
Im A Dog
Im Wrong But You Aint Right
Jackson Mississippi
Lay It On Me
Lonely Road Of Faith
Midnight Train To Memphis
Only God Knows Why
Picture (Featuring Sheryl Crow)
Roving Ganster
Run Off To La
Single Father (Bonus Track)
Somebodys Gotta Feel This
Son Of Detroit
Trucker Anthem
Wasting Time
Wcsr (Bonus Track Ft Snoop Dogg)
Welcome To The Party
What I Learned Out On The Road
Where You At Rock
You Never Met A Motherfucker Quite Like Me