Kid Rock - Back From The Dead Lyrics

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Back from the dead second l.p. here we go

Comin at ya from the r.o.m.e.o.

Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys

Hat turned back in some airwalk jimmys

Never slackin hoes I be mackin

Not wacked I don't try to act black when

I came up I came at ya from the outskirts

Bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt

Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone

Hit bound from the mo-town allen

Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon

I started out in mount clemens as a d.j.

Park parties gettin drunk on sunday

Tweeked in the heat 2 a beat I'd rock 2 the -and rip shit up

An now I've toured this nation

Pimp of the nation

Pullin hoes

Rock the set in each city then step

Me, blackman and funk daddy def stef

Bitches, they think I'm sexist

But all I want baby is your grits for breakfast

Eggs, bacon, home cooked fries

And gimme a plate of that pussy on the side

Triple x on the set showin no class

Just a foul mouthed little fuckin smart ass

No fool I went 2 high school dumb ass

Smoked dope and I flunked every class

Slash and I smash 'cause I thrash when I bash

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Invite me to a party and your house'll get trashed

An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed

Moved out of the crib 'cause I hated cuttin grass

Now I reside on the eastside lovin it

Cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it

Flex, sex, run of the next

Flippin and trippin and rippin and shakin the suckers who wanted 2

Front an get around 2 the

2 get up or get down 2 the rhyme

I'm shakin and takin and breakin I rip the mic like

Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich

Kickin back coolin with a cold grits sandwich

Somebody said I'm the best in the mo-town

But this town ain't shit but a ghost town

Who ever said it they lied they fessed

Bitch I'm the best in the mother fuckin midwest

Wanna be heard when I rap so I yell it

Sport a tigers cap like my man tom selleck

One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick

Got more cash than fuckin white boy rick

My first lp wasn't pushed for shit

So jive records yo, go and suck a fat dick

'cause I'm rippin like a chainsaw

Yes I'm that raw laughin' at ya suckers like hee haw

Roll it up, take a hit and then pass it

That's how we do it when we roll down gratiot

In my grand marquis I pimp to the beat

Two in the front and two hoes in the back seat

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