Everytime, everyday, anyway, acid.
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reply Hey pancho what's happening mi amigo It's getting somewhere near the end, This winding trail When we've raced around the corner For the final dusty
There's a dusty old gutter he's lying in now He's blind and he's old And there's a bottle that rolls down the road Me I'm young and I'm so wild And I
got money like fort knox I'll forever be the kid rock Forever Punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever Southern rock Forever Kid rock Punk rock Forever Hip hop Forever Southern rock Forever Kid
't flow but muther fucker don't test me And if you arrest me you dumb cop I'll find your daughter and I'll give her this cock Kid Rock's my mother fuckin
God hates me cuz I'm always sinnin' U don't know me blow me ho you wanna get hot you'll get your ass blown out fuckin with the Kid Rock <a href="http
headin' down south, uh I'm headin' down south, check it out I'm headin' down, headin' down Hip, hip, hip, hip, diggin' exactly where you go I'm headin' down south on a dusty
God hates me cuz I'm always sinnin' U don't know me blow me ho you wanna get hot you'll get your ass blown out fuckin with the Kid Rock Eatin up ya
y'all It's all out war, be all wild as all outdoor If a coward got beef, y'all be checkin his palm Paralyzin my niggaz thorough kid, how bout yours? Real
'm pooped But anyway the wind blows, the Dust you gotta go Chorus [Kid Crumbs] It's like Crumbs stay at a mic, comes to and from the ashes Pass the what kid
draw you're gon' see the morgue but if you're too slow I catch you on the downlow (Oh no) Oh no, you mean The Kid, shit's real I ain't no John Wayne,
8'1 He stood in the road and he cried He couldn't make her love him Couldn't make her stay But tell the good Lord that he tried (Chorus) Dusty trail
with the Nine Finger bandits worldwide Shaolin hillside, full of homicides FUCK you dissastified the double dyed black brown I advise [U-God] Yo, box talk sequence, powerhouse kickout Eyes dusty
