Kid Rock - Bad Mother f**er lyrics

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Kid Rock - Bad Mother f**er lyrics

[Hook] When the line froze, what did I see? A bad mother f**er standing next to me With his eyes closed, told he can't see Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Yeah, bad (bad) Mother (f**er) 'Til the (day) I (die) [Verse 1] I'm a Bad Brains, Bruce Wayne in the fast lane Couple Js in the ash tray, style motherf**er Tattoo'd back, man see the rap name Take a bath in the champagne, wild motherf**er Straight from the block, dawg, ducking shots walking to the store Dollar for a Black & Mild, motherf**er Blew up as a rockstar so I'm top floor Throwing drinks on a cop car, foul motherf**er The only number calling up my phone Is from my dealer, swear that dude won't leave me alone Cause he know when I pick up, I'ma cop a couple zones And my girl know I ain't f**in' 'til she roll me up a cone I be keeping freaks in the home, yeah Apollonia Gold teeth like the Nolia Keep 'em on, yeah I be rolling stoned, yeah I should be on the cover with my middle finger Screaming, "I'm a bad motherf**er" [Hook] When the line froze, what did I see? A bad mother f**er standing next to me With his eyes closed, told he can't see Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Yeah, bad (bad) Mother (f**er) 'Til the (day) I (die) [Verse 2] Kid Rock, that's a bad motherf**er Young Kells, that's a bad motherf**er (oh sh**) Detroit, y'all some bad motherf**ers Cleveland, y'all some bad motherf**ers Okay I'm reaching in my pocket Got a condom and a hundred dollar bill (uh) I can snort a rock or I can spend it on a pill (uh) I be with some models that just flew in from Brazil And they give me p**y 365 days a year (b**h) I'm the type to never go to sleep I'm the type to break a couple motherf**ers' teeth I'm the type to drop a hit of acid on the beach And fly to Baltimore and scream, "f** the police!" Do not get it twisted, this is not an image There are legends told about the nights I'm in the buildings It is not a question whether or not I'm the trillest Every b**h is pressing me to get some cum on their acrylics 1.5 million for my record deal and now I got the feeling I could finally give a f** about my parents' marriage healing (f** 'em) I'ma buy some mirrors just to put them on the ceiling So when I wake up I see the realest motherf**er breathing [Hook] When the line froze, what did I see? A bad mother f**er standing next to me With his eyes closed, told he can't see Tryna follow orders, just gone and be free Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Be free like a bird so today I'ma fly Bad, bad motherf**er 'til the day I die Yeah, bad (bad) Mother (f**er) 'Til the (day) I (die)