I like it    I don't like it

Our lesson begins in the small town of romeo michigan 1985

Several years ago

Deep on the west side of detroit

I rank souly with old and new school rules of hip hop

Don balaw, wes chill and my dj jc fresh

Rockin' microphones and turn tables day by day, and night by night

But still the force was not complete

That's when we met our homeboy by the name of kid rock

Others had doubts of the lad because he was white

But i knew what time it was

So i put him behind the tables and this is all he had to say


f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k....f**k off!


This is the history of rock