Krack Rock`s lyrics

Artist  : Kid Rock 
Song : Krack Rock`s



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Who are you, who are you
Well i'm the punk
with the pump in the back of my pack
How you
step rock
I step in stride
I step across
stage with my nuts in my hand
The punks wanna
front cause i got my own band
Goddamn i'm the
man with the helly buzz
And my shit dont
stink, like eli's does
I'ma pleasure girls man
from what i heard
Nah man, i kicked that bitch
to the curb
I dont really need to be tied
down
I'm a ramblin man, and i'm platinum
bound
Me too, rolled my crew, i'm not too
new
.16 is what i blew
I bet that set you
straight, that illegal action
Fuck that, i
still roll with a 40 in my lap
Back in 2nd
grade, i carried a lunch box
Turned 21 started
smokin crack pots
Snortin that D by the
dime
Wish i could slow down, i'm ahead of my
time
I'm the Krack, i'm the Krack
Krack,
Krack, Krack
I'm the Krack bitch, my last
dimes what i'm bettin
I'm up in the casino
with a flash like stetson
Girls all stare,
they gauck, they sneer
So i grab me a bitch
and i slapped her in the rear
My livingroom is
the place i'm hangin out
Uptight pussy's is the
shit i'm bangin out
I'm sick of livin in these
perplex times
That's why i kick these
motherfuckin sex rhymes

I'm headin down
south
I'm headin down south
I'm headin
down, headin down

Hip hip hip hip diggin
exactly where you go
I'm headin down south on
a dusty path
I got a cool ass buzz and an
empty flask
Ass on the wagon and they think
i'm all soft
But i dont givea fuck, i'm
trippin my balls off
Up in the crack house
tunin them rocks off
Hoe's come around an we
be knockin the box top
Knocked out, knocked up
and all that shit
Hot wax, sweaty spot, lickin
spit from your clit
Everything that gets
old
It get's over rated
Old to me, just
means out dated
I'm the Kid Rock, fuck all
that 60's shit
Take Woodstock and shove it up
your momma's clit
Oh shit, and there it
is
I get a lot of pussy cause i'm in show
biz
Twas the night before Christmas and all
through the house
I wished for a kiss and your
mom popped out.
Put her hands on her flop and
started eyein me
So i smacked the ole bitch
with my flyin D
That's when i said "man i
gotta get a grip"
Looked at the TV realized i
was trippin

It aint no party like a
Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party dont
stop
I said It aint no party like a Detroit
party
Cause a Detroit party dont stop
It
aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a
Detroit party dont stop
I said It aint no
party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit
party dont stop