Who are you, who are you
Well i’m the punk with the pump in the back of my pack
How you step rock
I step in stride
I step across stage with my nuts in my hand
The punks wanna front cause i got my own band [bad word] i’m the man with the helly buzz
And my [bad word] don’t stink, like eli’s does
I’ma pleasure girls man from what i heard
Nah man, i kicked that [bad word] to the curb
I don’t really need to be tied down
I’m a ramblin man, and i’m platinum bound
Me too, rolled my crew, i’m not too new
.16 is what i blew
I bet that set you straight, that illegal action [bad word] that, i still roll with a 40 in my lap
Back in 2nd grade, i carried a lunch box
Turned 21 started smokin crack pots
Snortin that by the dime
Wish i could slow down, i’m ahead of my time
I’m the Krack, i’m the Krack
Krack, Krack, Krack
I’m the Krack [bad word]  my last dimes what i’m bettin
I’m up in the casino with a flash like stetson
Girls all stare, they gauck, they sneer
So i grab me a [bad word] and i slapped her in the rear
My livingroom is the place i’m hangin out
Uptight [bad word] s is the [bad word] i’m bangin out
I’m sick of livin in these perplex times
That’s why i kick these [bad word]  rhymes

I’m headin down south
I’m headin down south
I’m headin down, headin down

Hip hip hip hip diggin exactly where you go
I’m headin down south on a dusty path
I got a cool [bad word] buzz and an empty flask [bad word] on the wagon and they think i’m all soft
But i don’t givea [bad word]  i’m trippin my balls off
Up in the crack house tunin them rocks off [bad word] around an we be knockin the box top
Knocked out, knocked up and all that [bad word] Hot wax, sweaty spot, lickin spit from your [bad word] Everything that gets old
It get’s over rated
Old to me, just means out dated
I’m the Kid Rock, [bad word] all that 60’s [bad word] Take Woodstock and shove it up your momma’s [bad word] Oh [bad word]  and there it is
I get a lot of [bad word] cause i’m in show biz
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
I wished for a kiss and your mom popped out.
Put her hands on her flop and started eyein me
So i smacked the ole [bad word] with my flyin That’s when i said "man i gotta get a grip"
Looked at the TV realized i was trippin

It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don’t stop
I said It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don’t stop
It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don’t stop
I said It aint no party like a Detroit party
Cause a Detroit party don’t stop