you More and more everyday Cause your grace is so amazing Your love is so inviting And now my heart has come to see I need you More and more everyday [
need you More and more everyday Cause your grace is so amazing Your love is so inviting And now my heart has come to see I need you More and more everyday
I need you More and more everyday Cause your grace is so amazing Your love is so inviting And now my heart has come to see I need you More and more everyday
I pray to God, you'll never forget me, remember me I represented for the both of us, how could you love me And not trust me, somewhere hated now there's no more us plus Sammy Lee
shimmy go go motha fuckin pop It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks Hella whips and nips and flip trips
talking But we ain't saying nothing I ain't even tripping mama that's cool No better way to waste time then to with you Ain't that a trip 'cause usually
But we ain't sayin nothin I ain't even trippin mama thats cool No betta way to waste time then to with you Ain't that a trip cause usually i do my thing
graffiti writers with fame I remember hip hop before the mic cunt clapping Cause I used to drink forties with more flavor then these rappers Lyrical ego trips
- pu - fuckin puffs bitch It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks Hella whips and nips and flip trips for
ma You gotta keep heat on your side 2 must So I'm a get 3 more and cop you one Wait, naw hun cus you ain't exempt If your ass ever trip I'll give you
the mic right Yeah! You better watch what you say to my face cause I got what it takes to shake the whole place [Verse 3 - Murphey Lee] Murphy Lee
They be like "maybe I was better off selling rocks" I'm Murphey Lee in the place to be punk And I got enough skunk to fill the whole blunt I take trips
slums, cats play like rums And money in large sums and navigators and guns Baby mamas wit sons, ain't afraid to let you have it If you trip with their
-pu-fuckin' puffs bitch It's the K-K-Kid Rock with the K-K-Kid Rock shit I'm on top bitch and rock for tricks Hella whips and nips and flip trips for
Don't you know, don't you know that proper respect is what we're giving (We're giving heartbeat props) You're giving more respect to a dead man than
pray to God, you'll never forget me, remember me I represented for the both of us, how could you love me And not trust me, somewhere hated now there's no more us plus Sammy Lee
Hmm, hmm... I've been a fool, I tripped and fell And there was nothing I could do Forgot what I had, Thought I had something to prove, Oh, what a fool
