Haha



Oh I'm back [back]

The fog has lifted

The earth has shifted

And raised the gifted

You knew I'd be back

So pack your bone

And hit the road Jack

Cause daddy's home

With the funky hot riffs

Thick like Al Roker

Pumpin out hits

Gettin chips like Oprah

Bitch I told ya

Do not hate

Or question the music I make



Uh

I make punk rock

And I mix it with the hip hop

I get you higher than a tree top

You wanna roll with the Kid Rock

I make Southern Rock

And I mix it with the hip hop

I got money like Fort Knox

I'll forever be a Kid Rock

Forever



The junkies are still cigar puffin'

Still the same cause I ain't changed nothing

Huffin' and puffin'

I got you rookies

All in check doin' the redneck boogie

The king is back to retract the whack

Repacked my sack with a double deck pack

Forget all that I'm still singin'

And like kids on monkey bars I'm still swingin'

Thought I got dusty

Thought I'd get rusty

Thought I'd get rich and quit

Oh he must be

Fat and ugly

Broke black and blue

But I'm trim, fit, rich, and I'm back for round two

Red, white and the pabst blue ribbon

Dead right that's how I'm livin

Givin' you more then the frauds and fakes

They can't make the kind of music I make

Uh Uh



I make punk rock

And I mix it with the hip hop

I get you higher than a tree top

You wanna roll with the Kid Rock

I make southern rock

And I mix it with the hop hop

I got money like Fort Knox

I'll forever be the Kid Rock

Forever



The black hat is back in original form

The ledgible, creditable, inevitable storm

Way past the norm, still misbehavin'

Finger in the air and the flag still wavin'

Young crone don't test the boss

Cause I got this sewn like Betsy Ross

You can floss and front

You can taunt and tease

But you can't f*ck with rhymes like these

Thumpin' like a drum kit

With riffs that split picks

Pumpin' for the kids who twist spliffs and sip fifths

I got the gift I'm about to unwrap it

[Eight ball side pocket]

Eight ball in my jacket



Pussy and blow you know how I live

Can't say that Kid

F*ck off, I just did

Watch me twirl like Earl the pearl

Or just keep on Kid Rockin' in the free world



Punk rock

And I mix it with the hip hop

I get you higher than a tree top

You wanna roll with the Kid Rock

I make southern rock

And I mix it with the hip hop

I got money like Fort Knox

I'll forever be the Kid Rock



Forever

Punk rock

Forever

Hip Hop

Forever

Tree top

Forever

Kid Rock