In the summer clouds I see your face Everywhere I go you follow me home And when I want to sleep I just can't do it Everywhere I go you follow me
hot spot Where gangbangers throw hot rocks The boys comin, so what, they pop cops Push them hot drops How bout them shirts on that say we got rocks High
pound Nigga this the wild wild West, call it a showdown And I'm Billy the Kid 'til they split my wig I come back from the dead, tell 'em kill me again
the toilet You probably should call the plumber! You niggas get dumb and dumber thinkin you can come around and test me! Like these other niggas well
the toilet You probably should CALL THE PLUMBER! You niggas get dumb and dumber thinkin you can come around and test me! Like these other niggas well
old niece No one, no one's iller than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313 No one, no one is iller than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313
count, who drops? Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one- -you-slept-on-a-kid-from-the-boondocks Out of Hooterville land of the ill kill Bellsburg
seven deadly sins represent my jinn You scheming on testing me kid where you been I been told all my life I?m my only friend There?s a killer on the road
wrecked Junky on the corner, need a box of shoots With a rebel flag and some cowboy boots The closer that we get, the clearer it became It was Kid Rock
he chilled with didn't think he was real you see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I dont project my insurecurity's at other people he feeded
he chilled with didn't think he was real You see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I don't project my insurecurity's at other people He feeded
gettin money, that when shit get ridiculous I'm hittin switches like six fo's, bouncin and leanin The west coast seemin, keep the fo' fo' demon And the rock
I'm a little bit different than others, I'll tell you the story I know bout the church and you my brother, you my brother [Chorus] [Verse 2:] If kid
it go, let it go, let it go Rollin' with my posse your way, hell no Draped in Versace got me on lock Did they rock the bells and play Straight from
the deal go through If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo killings clean, slugs up in between they eyes, like "True Lies," kill '
under? Nah, never that, nah, yo, yo I come from the housin tenement buildings Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death Better known as the projects where junkies and rock
seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly Beat up and battered, they pull me out I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
you ever walked in the shadow of a giant Not only a client the presidito Hola ovito The game getting foul so here's a free throw I was always on the other
