Forever Kid Rock

[Verse 1]
Haha
Ooh, I'm back (back), the fog is lifted
The earth has shifted, and raise the gifted
You knew I'd be back, so pack your bone
And hit the road Jack, because daddy's home
Wit the funky hot grits, thick like Al Rocker
Pumping out hits, getting chips like Oprah
Bitch I told ya, do not hate
Or question the music I make, ugh

[Chorus]
I make PUNK ROCK, and I mix it wit the HIP-HOP
I get you higher than a TREE TOP
You want to roll wit the KID ROCK (yeeaah!)
I make SOUTHERN ROCK, and I mix it wit the HIP-HOP
Got money like FORT KNOX, I'll forever be the KID ROCK
FOREVER!

[Verse 2]
The junky's are, still cigar smoking
Still the same cause I ain't change nutting
Huffing, and puffing; I got two rookies
All in check doing the redneck boogie
The king is back, to retract the wack
Re-pack my sack, wit the double fat back
Forget all that, I'm still singing (yeeaah!)
And like kids on monkey bars I'm still swingingg
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 back for round two
Red, white and the Pabst Blue Ribbon
Dead right, that's how I'm living
Giving you more, that the fauds and fakes
They can't make the kinda music I make, eh-huh