In the quickness of our haste
It seems we forget how to live
The old blueprint
No longer manifests itself
As the correct way to exist
Wip the grime off the view hold
And please take a closer look
Enviromental bandits
Up to their shenanigans
Crooks disguised...
We've got to fid another way
To make the world go 'round
Our individual roles we think
Not so important to the plot
The big pictures unseen
Leaving life in between
Destoryed and overwrought
There's no need to paint the finger
We understand who takes the blame
Deliquents caught
Red-handed in the act
Crooks disguised as you and I
We've got to find another way
To make the world go 'round
You see there's many many many
People in the world
And I'm not sure if I like
What I've heard
I'm not sure if I like
What I'm doing myself
I'm not sure if I like how it turns
Degradation
Violation
Inexcusable exploitation
It's the dawning of a new era
People consciously don't care
How unfair
We've got to find another way
To make the world go 'roundLay it on me
King Cowboy baby, you know my credits
Don't ask if it's true, fuck it I said it
Regret it? (Never) Pimpin'? (Forever)
Pull more hoe's than the free cash levers
So you better never, question the cleaver, cleaver
I sever whatever, forget her, and turn 'em redder than ever
You better wet her, and leave her makin' her miss me
Cause that's how we do it up in Detroit city
71 super charged big block hemmy
Ya eldavarge, I'm livin' more like Lemmy
B-B-B-B-B Benny and the jet's is hot
But you aint never met a motherfucker like Kid Rock
And Twisted Brown Truckers like a loaded gun
We're the band that other bands run from
Doin' the backstage boogie is where you'll find me
If you want some of that flash a pass, come back and
lay it on me
Lay it on me
Baby you got
Lay it on me
Uhh..just lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Now, people always say I aint livin' right
But it aint my fault you misplaced your light
Replaced your wife with some 2 bit missy
Now she's gettin' fucked up in Detroit city
Kickin' with the hippies, bikers, thugs
Hit me with a micky, fast women and drugs
1 love, for 2 minutes a 3rd minute I'm gone
Wake me up to eat around the crack of dawn
I'm makin' pancakes baby if ya crack the eggs
You'll feel the irish tornado when you spread your legs
No need to bag, and don't trail behind me
Just step up front a little lady and
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Baby you got
Lay it on me
Uhh uhh uhh uhh..just lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Hey, hey, hey
(talkbox)Here we go, lets, lets jam.
We're comin', we're comin', we're comin'
Live from Detroit it's Saturday night
Got the funky fresh rhyme no beat to bite
And to ya'll hee haws who thought I'd never rank
I'm goin' hahahahaha all the way to the bank bitch
I got rich off a keepin' it real