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Let me hear you say "Kid Rocks up on the stage" Hey slick, check it I`m the Rock you know, i`m gonna smoke it up So i can rock it through old school disco cuts I`m the crisco slick, checkin sisco`s shit I`m the ultimate Yes the K, to the I to the D-D-D, R-O-C-C-K all motherfuckin day While i`m strong, let me steal your rhyme Got the matches, tank, and the 4 foot bong Uh, and i aint bullshittin Suckin motherfuckers with the game i`m spittin And aint a damn thing changed Come on y`all and tell me, whats my name? (Kid Rock, Rock) I`m the boy fucked up with the hip and hop And on the seven sea`s they call me Daddy Rock I had to coochie watch, back in the day But i pawned that shit for a rock, last May And now i`m back on track I don`t smoke the crack, don`t shoot the smack I told y`all once, i don`t bang But i lick more coochie than Katie Lang Uh, and you don`t stop Rock the rythem that`ll make your body pop That somebody, anybody, all y`all scream (Kid Rock, Rock) Check it out yo What i wanna do is break it down And show y`all a little somthin about where i come from Show you some skills of how i used to rock basement party`s On the wheels of steel, back in the day in the klem yo Check it (Kid Rock, Rock) Some of that yo It aint nothin but a motherfuckin party yo Break it down on the lst like this It aint no party like a Detroit party Cause a Detroit party don`t stop It aint no party like a Detroit party When your in the fuckin house with Kid Rock