Kid Rock - American Bad Ass lyrics

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Kid Rock - American Bad Ass lyrics

Yeah And I've set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans And all this for the fans, girls, money and fame I played their game And As they scream my name I will show no shame I live and die for this And if I come off soft Then chew on this! Are you scared? Devil without a cause And Im back with the beaver hats And Ben Davis slacks 30 packs of Strohs 30 pack of hoes No rogaine in the propane flow The chosen one I'm the living proof With the gift of gab From the city and true I jabbed and stabbed And knocked critics backs And I did not studder when I said that I'm going platnum Sellin' rhymes I went platinum Seven times And still they ill They wanna see us fry I guess because only god knows why Why why why why why Ohhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where your at And say hey hey I'm givin it back So say hey hey Show me some metal And say Hey hey hey hey Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh cut!!!!! I like AC/DC and ZZ Top Moiphus, Beasties and the kings of rock Skynard, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones David Allen Coe and no show Jones Yaaaaaaaaaaaaa Pa** that bottle around Got the rock from Detroit Soul from Motown The underground stoned f**in Pimp We trash the mack and slap back the wack Never gave away I dont play with a** But watch me rock with Liberachies flashed Punk rock's a clash Boy bands are trash I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash Flash flash flash flash flash ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where your at And say hey hey I'm givin it back So say hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey Uh uh uh cut!!!!!! Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn s**er? You just can't f** with TWISTED BRBRBR BROWN BROWN TRuuuuuccckeeeeerrrrr I'm an American bad a** Watch me kick You can roll with rock Or you can s** my dick I'm a p**no flick I'm like amazing grace I'm gonna f** some hoe's After i rock this place Super fly Livin doubble wide Side car my glide So Joe C can ride Full sack to share Bringin flash and flare Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air Snakeskin suits, 65 Chevelle's See me ride in sin Hear the rebel yell I won't live to tell So if you do Give the next generation a big f** you Who knew I'd blow up like Oklaholma So f** highschool I pissed on my daploma Smell the aroma Check my hits I know it stinks in here Cause im the sh** sh** sh** sh** Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where you're at Say hey hey I'm givin' it back so say Hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh I'm a cowboy Bad a** in black Singin' Hey hey hey hey From side to side From front to back Say hey hey hey hey I put Detroit city back on the map And singin' Hey hey hey hey Kid Rock's in the house And that's where I'm at