all livin in a hall And I can't stand it anymore I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more I can't stand it anymore more But if
Mac ] Knowledge and wisdom, it's a mystery I drop science for the ones who know it's me You say I'm dope, cool, it makes sense I ain't conceited, I'm
word is my bond, every summer I'm there Y'all can jump double dutch while I'm laying in the cut I told y'all I wasn't giving up I told y'all, I can
tastin' your knots Cause when it?s pockets for profit I can?t stop it this mob got me If you ain?t gonna pop it don?t cock it 'Cause if we working you
chase I'm not a case catcher, so I can't catch a case Money on my mind an' how am I gonna get it I dress like I'm broke, but I'm really runnin' the
playin' the wall, hatin' it all Prayin' I take the fall, but they small This, it can't stop like Shaq with the rock I can stand in the lot and still
me if you can, now that I'm a grown man The mail I got stashed away, people will never know Mr. Flamboyant I came in here on business I, I, I came in
The window's dirty the mattress stinks This ain't no place to be a man I ain't got no future, I ain't got no past And I don't think I ever can The floor
cautious they nautious roll out the carpet I'm walkin talkin and talkin and forcin i see their plot is demonic but i can stop at the prophet cuz i just watch it and drop it
Don't get carried away with it I'll let you have a little fun if you play with it insatiably When I cum I do it patiently 'Cuz if it ain't all night
bucks Whether it's in airplanes or airports cause I don't give a flying fuck I drop it like an incinerator was the topic Cause I'll be damned if you ain't I
exposure, something's wrong (I can't believe it, I can't believe it) I can't believe it, I can't believe it I can't believe it, I can't believe it
became an amplifier I live for inspiration, for without that, I will die (Go) Here the bomb jam now can you dig it? Don't stop and uh don't quit 'cuz
line your up shits creek So come with it, kid rock's come to get it This town ain't dope, it's a throat, and I slit it Im raw like cowhide, smooth like
line your up shits creek So come with it, Kid Rock's gonna get it His style ain't dope, its a throat and I slit it I'm raw like cowhide, smooth like
I don't got on no jewels I'm so hot and I done told you You aint no kiddin to me so basically I don't know you You don't know me homie I clap you with
sin it, twisted and bent it, but if the funk ain't in it My DJ always submitted to spin it If I said it I meant it, don't get'cha mouth pin it and augmented
for I ain't sold one fuckin record I'm just tryin to use these 200 bars to feed my family nigga I ain't no threat I can't rap I'm from Compton remember