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

Now even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be
I'm in the red my mind's distortin'
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 day would come
So hold bids, all bets are closed
And all you hoes

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

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

Up that ass for the nine
(Nine eight)
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great
Seven years on wax comin'
out you diss me punk, that's when I pull a strap out

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

sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog
We float like butterflies, like queen bees

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

We thick kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm mack 'em
Devil a cause, I'm going platinum

I'm platinum
I'm platinum
going platinum
Devil without a cause, I'm going
Uh, devil,

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

I went from St. Claire Shores and specials at Winners
To New York City and 700 dinners
From with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin' much from top record exec's

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

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

All the we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it you got a brand new team
No beams it seems like a movie
two cribs, droptop and jacuzzi

No more fluzzies, only high class
Couple when it rains and a few it snows
A new nose to go along with my habit
And a hose made out of 24 karat

Bought a couple parrots like to squawk
And they sound like you and all the you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't 'em, doc
You're too old to kid, too to rock

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

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 streets of
Three high, ready to get fly, Joe C
I'm the J O E to the C, hoe
Call me Joe C, got more than Coleco

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

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

High-ass voice like Aaron
And I'm down the devil

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

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