I grew up a herding cattle I got more rhymes than Harold one in Seattle. You

wanna battle with the Rock quick front I’ll spit on your ass and tell you

that you ain’t nothin’. Grab your honey and your beer and I’ll break south

take all of your money and tell you get the hell out. I’ll put your head out

this is my night how you gonna snap with Rock when I got the mic?



I shot the sherrif and the deputy too, paid off the feds, now it’s all ‘bout

my crew, Whatcha hoes wanna do? One at a time or all at once I’ll still roll

through your whole crew. Like a southbound trucker, hauls motherfuckers,

motherfuckers takes the law,and when you step with your anger, I’m like the

robot from Lost In Space: "Danger"



I’ll give you a warning but if you don’t take it I’ll put my arm around your

neck like we’re cool then I’ll break it. It’s all real cop a feel here’s the

deal when I say clap your hands like a seal. Or better yet give respect where

it’s earned, you’ll eat me up and I’m like a hot pepper and you might get

burned, you took a turn for the worse, walked up in my face, rolled away in a

Hearse. Now how you gonna front all night?, Kid Rock’s in the house that’s

where I’m at...



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over here, to the rear with your girl and the

40s of beer



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over there with the bad attitude ‘cuz I just

don’t care



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Uh



Where U At Rock? Where U At? 1,2 and you don’t stop, 3,4 and you don’t quit,

1,2 and you don’t stop



from the depths of hell to God’s right hand side I’m what’s left of the

getting paid self-made pride. I step in stride, I’m raw as cowhide, my first

LP is still selling that ain’t no jive, am I the chosen one? Some people





ain’t getting where I’m comin’ from, or where I’m going to stand back, Kid

Rock’s in the house that’s where I’m at…



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over here, to the rear with your girl and the

40s of beer



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over there with the bad attitude ‘cuz I just

don’t care



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Uh, uh



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Rock the house y’all



Come on



And I be the long-haired wizard with the lazy-eye, as all the ladies will

tell you that I’m crazy fly, I’ll step to the mic like a solider bro, I hate

to sound like a dick but I told you so, ho, old crow and a soul full of

desperation, I’m rockin’ on the mic with no consideration for your church or

your family, ??? couldn’t stand me, so she banned me. I’m like a dandy-lion

jack, you can cut me down and then I’ll pop right back, like a tack from the

back like a great white, I’m not down with the scappin’ but I’m down for the

gunfight, behind my back talking shit, but when I front your ass you wanna

act like a little bitch, keep on and get your ass smacked, Kid Rock’s in the

house that’s where I’m at…



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over here, to the rear with your girl and the

40s of beer



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over there with the bad attitude ‘cuz I just

don’t care



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over here, over here, uh, over here, uh, over

here!



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Over there with the bad attitude ‘cuz I just

don’t care



Where U At Rock? Where U At? Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh Uh



Over here, over here, uh, over here, uh, over here!



Over there with the bad attitude ‘cuz I just don’t care



Where U At Rock? Where U At