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By icp & kid rock

Violent j, violent j, is that you?
Im on the microphone, so whatcha wanna do?
Violent j, violent j, is that you?
A wicked, wicked clown, just for you
I drink faygo its only a buck-ten
Im a pour it on your tits when we f**king
Cuz Im with that kinky shit, ho
I can see you butt-naked in your window
Shimmy up the house side dash
Knock and I press my nuts on the glass
Let me in, ho, dont ya know
Im violent j of the icp, yo
I got me a check lets cash it
If I could spend it with the hoes on grass shit
But dont get all geek slut
Cuz Im a buy ya some lava to wash your butt
Uhh whats this clown shit about?
A knife to your neck and your throats hanging out
With a do-mi-ray
Now its about time I say:

[chorus]
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
Yo lay, yo lay, yo lay *y hooooo!

Frontin, they frontin, everybodys frontin
Violent violent j is gonna tell ya something
If ya know a bitch who got grits
Kid rock, kid rock will probably eat that shit

[-kid rock-]
Boohoo motherf**ker whatcha cryin for?
Im that nigger that your bitch would die for
The whore showed up at my front door
So I f**ked her in her ass and I threw her out the back door
The bitch thought it was a cake drive
She said: drive me to the city, so I dropped her off at lakeside
Arent you driving me home? , well I meant ta
But plans have changed so get your ass on the center
Ho, this aint no taxi
I be mackin hoes, they dont mack me
Never slacking, hoes I be macking
Yeah...kid rock, kid rock
Never slacking, hoes I be macking
Violent j serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk, the funk from the old days
Violent j serving ghetto hard street shit
The funk from the old days
Well, Im up for the shot in a minute
Show me a valley, I might doal in it
Like somebody else I know
I been to mount clemens as Ive been to romeomeomeo
Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya some
Three for the treble, eight for the drum
Five for the homies that I run with
Bitch, call your mother cause youre done with
Toe tip-toe, I snuck in your house
And fell asleep butt-naked on the front couch
So, excuse me, pops, Im napping
So could ya shut the f**k up with that yapping
And your wifes all worked up for nothing
She act like she aint never seen a wang or something
Cuz it really dont matter
Im a show my nuts to innocent bystander
Every f**king day
Cuz its about time I say

[chorus]
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
Yeah, let me tell you what I wanna do
Kid rock, kid rock, is that you?
I just said it was motherf**ker

[-kid rock-]
Skinny dipping in the pool, you know I drown hoes
f**k em doggie style and play that ass like the bongo
Hit it, hit hi-hit it
Hitting homerums and never whiff, ho
Smoke my dick like its a big spliff
This aint a blooper and Im no joker
But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like the super soaker
But yo, Im not gonna pull it out for a cheap joke
Instead I play john holmes in a sequel to deep throat
Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya
But ho, dont let the smooth taste fool ya
Dont let the smooth taste fool ya...[3]
...f**kin fool ya
Dont let the smooth taste fool ya...
...word

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