Luyện nghe bài hát Devil Without A Cause

You that I was coming 'cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never my pain
Can't read my brain but you my lips
And got scared when you that I was coming with hits

Now don't trip, be a man instead
thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red 'cause my mind's
People claimin that they know me, but they only a portion

I'm a move and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day come
So hold bids, all bets are closed
And all you hoes

'Cause it's been a long time
But I finally broke like an egg yolk, I ain't no
some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn changed

No sell-out, I no hoe
Fuck the radio comin' the R O M E O
me throw like a fist of rage
Self made and paid and off twelve gauges

Up that ass for the eight
(Nine eight)
fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin'
Flat out you diss me punk, that's when I a strap out

And I get to buck, buck, bucking a fuck, fuck, fucking hoes
'Cause they know who's runnin' shit, top dog, I'm the C E O
Role model, motherfucking H E R O
My motto, 'Be cool, keep

Don't sleep, we roll deep in a
Four Vogues on a hundred
We bust Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We float like butterflies, sting like queen

Strapped with A-K's from the Chinese
What the fuck's on in the D
of white boys pimpin' like the K I D
And it's all good I got love for my

We roll thick kick ass like
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna 'em
Devil without a cause, I'm platinum

I'm platinum
I'm platinum
We're going
Devil a cause, I'm going platinum
Uh, devil,

Yeah, we come to party, so get down
(Come on)
Yeah, we come to

I went from St. Claire Shores and drink at Winners
To New York and 700 dollar dinners
From hangin' with and second hand cheap sex
To much respect from top record exec's

The Kid's comin' up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your
Bet that ass hoss I forgot
When I was tossed in the dime, baby to rot

Used to call me dummy my nose was fucking runny
Now my bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim their
But when I was and down I never seen them around

All the we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you got a brand new
No triple it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop and

No more fluzzies, only class hoes
when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my
And a garden hose out of 24 karat

a couple parrots that like to squawk
And they like you and all the shit you talk
inside my shoes, you couldn't fill 'em, doc
You're too old to kid, too soft to

Already did what most love
Seven years on wax and I still sold out
And there ain't no doubt in my
That I'm gonna stomp all over you, test of

I'm go
I'm go
I'm go
We're platinum
Devil without a cause, I'm going
Uh, devil, on devil, uh, uh devil

Straight out of the of Taylor
Three high, ready to get fly, Joe C
I'm the J O E to the C, hoe
me Joe C, got more game than Coleco

I'm a freak hoe, me sick
Three foot nine with a ten dick
The ladies pick, I'm a hick
And rake through kind like a bum wine

It's my time so I'm gonna shine lead
Old as piss, but as ass
Watch me smoke some hash
You're raking while I'm raking cash

High-ass like Aaron Neville
And I'm down with the

Say we like to party, the party
We like to party, the party
We like to party, rock the
We like to party, the party

You like to party, the party
We to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the
Devil a cause, I'm going platinum
Uh, uh, on, uh, uh, uh, uh