[Intro]
This is the true story about mackin', check it
Times are changin'
(Talk about it)
More so each year
But the Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp is here
(Yeah)
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if you hear me yawn
(Then just drop that top)
Come on, girl
Hey, hey, hey
(Well, well, well, well)
Hey, hey, hey
(Well, well, well, well, well)
[Verse 1: Kid Rock]
And I be catchin' them Northern Pike like on a ten pound test
Smoke sess, never fess, take a guess
I be the Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp
Straight limpin', Boone's Farm drinkin'
At the party big booty pinchin'
Chillin' like a villian, balloon fillin'
Wack emcee killin', the fine ho drillin'
With the million dollar talent and the ten cent brain
Been gone too long, too much cocaine
But now that I'm back, on the block
I'm ready to rock
Left to right all night
My game's tight, I wish you might
Take a bite out of this here toxic, melodic
Neurotic product, fresh from the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest, smartest label in town
Top Dog, get down, uhh
Radio won't play me
But still I got the kids around the world goin' Kid Rock crazy
And wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks
Kid Rock be comin' with the boom, boom, boom, biatch
I from the sticks, biatch
Straight from the RO
"Kid Rock I ain't's no bitch"
Uh, yes you are ho
So quit frontin' like you don't know
When I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino
"What's up?"
Get a good look bro, get a good gander
I'm made in Detroit but my name ain't Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus
While you're lookin' really gay like fuckin' Billy Ray (censored), huh
I'm the highest emcee of all time
Got my mind on the D and the D on my mind
And the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit me twice with the 'Tussin and the morphine IV
I be, what they call an OG, bitch
I'm the motherfuckin' Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp
(Say whaaat?)
This is the true story about mackin', check it
Times are changin'
(Talk about it)
More so each year
But the Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp is here
(Yeah)
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if you hear me yawn
(Then just drop that top)
Come on, girl
Hey, hey, hey
(Well, well, well, well)
Hey, hey, hey
(Well, well, well, well, well)
[Verse 1: Kid Rock]
And I be catchin' them Northern Pike like on a ten pound test
Smoke sess, never fess, take a guess
I be the Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp
Straight limpin', Boone's Farm drinkin'
At the party big booty pinchin'
Chillin' like a villian, balloon fillin'
Wack emcee killin', the fine ho drillin'
With the million dollar talent and the ten cent brain
Been gone too long, too much cocaine
But now that I'm back, on the block
I'm ready to rock
Left to right all night
My game's tight, I wish you might
Take a bite out of this here toxic, melodic
Neurotic product, fresh from the harvest
Who'll be the largest, hardest, smartest label in town
Top Dog, get down, uhh
Radio won't play me
But still I got the kids around the world goin' Kid Rock crazy
And wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks
Kid Rock be comin' with the boom, boom, boom, biatch
I from the sticks, biatch
Straight from the RO
"Kid Rock I ain't's no bitch"
Uh, yes you are ho
So quit frontin' like you don't know
When I step straight into the party with my homeboy Tino
"What's up?"
Get a good look bro, get a good gander
I'm made in Detroit but my name ain't Stanzler
Spreadin' like a cancer, a virus
While you're lookin' really gay like fuckin' Billy Ray (censored), huh
I'm the highest emcee of all time
Got my mind on the D and the D on my mind
And the line gets drawn when my eyes can't see
Hit me twice with the 'Tussin and the morphine IV
I be, what they call an OG, bitch
I'm the motherfuckin' Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp
(Say whaaat?)
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