MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
kid rock - so hott
You got a body like the devil and you smell like sex
I can tell you're trouble but I'm still obsessed
Because you know you're
SO HOT I wanna get you alone
SO HOT I wanna get you stoned
SO HOT I dont wanna be your friend
I wanna fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again
Yeaa
Come on
Yea
You're like the kiss of death, like the hand of faith
I can tell you're trouble but I still wanna taste
Because you know you're
SO HOT I wanna get you alone
SO HOT I wanna get you stoned
SO HOT I dont wanna be your friend
I wanna fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again
Because you know you're
SO HOT I wanna get you alone
SO HOT I wanna get you stoned
SO HOT I dont wanna be your friend
I wanna fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again
You're So Hot, I wanna get you alone
I wanna get you stoned
I dont wanna be your friend
I wanna xxxx you like I'm never gonna seeyou again
See you again
See you again
kid rock - happy new year
Happy New Year, Happy New Year
Let?s raise a glass, here?s to you dear
Now I was hoping that I'd find you here
Just to wish you a Happy New Year
Kiss me pretty, kiss me pretty
When that ball drops on New York City
When that clock strikes I?ll pull you near
Just to wish you Happy New Year
I?ll quit smokin?, I?ll quit eatin?
I?m not jokin?, I?ll quit cheatin?
I?ll quit cursin?, I?ll quit drinkin?
I?ll be a better person, but tonight I?m thinkin?
Let?s get shit faced, let?s get shit faced
Let?s get into trouble, let?s get outta this place
And I?ll have faith in the coast that you clear
Say you love me, Happy New Year
Where?s my car keys? Where?s my car keys?
My place ain?t too far, we can crawl on our knees
What we?re feelin? we can?t do here
Sexual healing Happy New Year
I know your thinkin? I must be crazy
Don?t sweat that small stuff, kiss me baby
Yeah it?s September, but with you here
Every night is a Happy New Year
Happy New Year Happy New Year
Let?s raise a glass, cheers to you dear
I?m so glad that I found you here
So you could be my Happy New Year
kid rock - redneck paradise
I like moonshine whiskey
I like homemade wine
I don?t look for greener grass
Home grown suits me just fine
Welcome to my shanty
Drop by anytime
I bet you?ll like my Redneck Paradise
Redneck Paradise
It?s a hole in the wall kinda small but the people are real nice
And folks in here they?s free and clear
To drink beer and dance all night, that?s right
And no one?s uptight in Redneck Paradise
Now I might get a little tipsy
I might be past my prime
But pour some Jim Beam whiskey
And I?ll show you a real big time
You don?t need reservations
Drop by anytime
The sun is shinin? in Redneck Paradise
And the things we like don?t cost a lot of money
Good foot stompin? music gets us by
Measure up our wealth in friends and family
We?re gonna hit them honky tonks tonight
Down in Redneck Paradise
It?s a hole in the wall kinda small just look for the red light
And have no fear you?re free and clear to get wild and rock all night
We don?t bite
Cuz we get down right in Redneck Paradise
Down in Redneck Paradise
It?s a hole in the wall kinda small but the people are real, real nice
And when you?re here you?re free and clear to do what most ever you like, all night
So rock on through to Redneck Paradise
Down in Redneck Paradise
It?s a hole in the wall kinda small but the people are real nice
And when you?re here you?re free
and clear to drink beer and dance all night, that?s right
Cuz no one?s uptight in Redneck Paradise
So rock on through to Redneck Paradise
kid rock - the mirror
I been known to fight the good fight
I been known to walk alone
I been known to stay out all night
Drinkin? wine and gettin? stoned
I feel like you?re not ever gonna let me love you
I feel like I?m gonna be left here on my own
I feel like I?m not ever gonna rise above you
I feel like we will always walk alone
I was born into the good life
I have owned a wretched soul
I was thrown into the dark night
Where I roamed with no control
I feel like you?re not ever gonna let me love you
I feel like I?m gonna have to face this on my own
I feel like I?m not ever gonna rise above you
I feel like we will always walk alone
I feel like you?re not ever gonna let me love you
I feel like I?m gonna be left here on my own
I feel like I?m not ever gonna rise above you
I feel like we will always walk alone
kid rock - midnight ferry
I?m leavin? town this morning
Back on a midnight ride
No destination weary
Caught in the same old stride
And oh my lord I?ll see you
Ruined by the way
Only to remember
The sideways sins of yesterday
Summertime in Denver
Gonna see some friends of mine
I may hide there ?til September
Fore the leaves begin to die
It don?t even matter
The poets seldom heard
I?m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Touching down in Memphis
Gonna find some blue suede shoes
And even though it may seem senseless
It?s all that I can do
It don?t even matter
The preachers seldom heard
I?m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
And it?s my last trip through Detroit
Gonna drown away this pain
I got no one left to live for
And no one left to blame
It don?t even matter
I don?t want the last word
I?m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
I?m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
Hallelujah, hey
It don?t even matter
I don?t want the last word
I?m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
I?m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
I?m gonna board the midnight ferry
And carry on my way with yes the world
kid rock - cocaine and gin
Well she?s the match that I hold in my fingers
And I?m lettin? it burn to the nail
And I know it?s a pain that'll linger
It?s a woman like that sends a good man to jail
And now the cocaine and gin?s got me spinnin?
Left in the old lost n found
If sorrow?s a game then I?m winnin?
Won't you please, set my feet on the ground
So I sat and I thought for a long time
Prayin? on what I might do
God you never did give me the answer
And I can?t stand the thought of another with you
And now the cocaine and gin?s got me spinnin?
Left in the old lost n found
If sorrow?s a game then I?m winnin?
Won't you please, set my feet on the ground
Thank you for everything momma
For tryin? to raise me up well
And I?m sorry I did what I had to do
It?s a woman like that sends a good man to hell
And now the cocaine and gin?s got me spinnin?
Left in the old lost n found
If sorrow?s a game then I?m winnin?
Won't you please, set my feet on the ground
kid rock - let s ride
Used as a scapegoat taped to the wall
Bruised and abused on some foreign soil
Trained to kill baby, that's what we do
And programmed to bleed red white and blue
C'mon and grab your guns let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight's the night we fight or die
Grab your guns son said we headed for war
Like your uncle JT done years before
No pussy no dope this ain't Saigon
But keep your heads up for roadside bombs
C'mon and grab your guns let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight's the night we fight or die
Even in darkness you're my strength my soul my will to survive
But in this fight I stand ready to die
C'mon and grab your guns let's ride
And may your conscience be your guide
I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side
Tonight's the night we fight or die
kid rock - rebel soul
I feel the world is cheatin?
My heart is barely beatin?
Like a lone wolf in the pack
No one to believe in
Tryin? to fight these demons
Where I?m going?s where I?m at
Like high plains drifters
And midnight misters
Dancin? with the devil?s rock n roll
Dirt poor playboys
And drug store cowboys
Hey, rebel soul
I?ve been a man of reason
Only to end up even
I?ve paid the price of givin? back
Low down and double dealing
Up on the mountain kneeling
I feel your love is just a trap
Like high plains drifters
And midnight misters
Siftin? through the devil?s pot o? gold
Dirt poor playboys
And drug store cowboys
Hey, rebel soul
I feel just like I?m trapped by nighttime
I sleep with one eye open in the day
I?ve walked the wrong way but I?ve walked a long way
Touched by the hand of treason
I?m through with not believin?
I?m leavin? town my bags are packed
And if you feel the need when
You finally find your feelings
You?ll know just where to find me at
With high plains drifters
And midnight misters
Dancin? with the devil?s rock n roll
Dirt poor playboys
And drug store cowboys
Hey, rebel soul
kid rock - the cramper
Have you ever known a free lancer
Thinks that he's a camper
Known around my way as the cramper
Like P.M.S. always pokin'
But he won't go away with a little Motrin
Now if u ever heard the term cramper and u wonder
The worms kinda like i guess a modern day Felix Unger
When ya first meet em ya think he's O.K.
But then you learn a little bit of the cramper goes a long way
Hear say here I say thru the grapevine
He squawks and he gawks and he walks a thin line
Just like a little fuckin fag
He always wants to get high but never has a bag
Never works says he can't find the right job
Ain't got a dime and when he does he's a tightwad
He's the dampest there's no one damp
Huh huh.... he's the muther fuckin cramper
Now the crampers red, there's no one redder,
He rides ya wrong like a really tight sweater
He's sorta like a mouse a pest of a peer
U come home he's at your house drinkin your last beer
Pokin and strokin he makes you wanna belt him
always wearin out his mother fuckin welcome
And then sporty's never that cautious
he sips from your forty and he always backwashes
Talk about a certain subject, he'll jinx it
let him borrow a shirt, the stooge always shrinks it
He's the dampest, there's no one damper
Huh huh.... he's the mother fuckin cramper
kid rock - lowlife
I got my Cat Scratch Fever eight-track
My best friend's in a gun rack
I'm a lowlife
I owe everybody money
I think racist jokes are funny
I'm a lowlife
I got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth
I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out
With your wife
Cuz I'm a lowlife
I'm a lowlife
I got kids I never seen
And their momma's seventeen
I'm a lowlife
I take strippers out to breakfast
You can add that to my checklist
I'm a lowlife
Ahh the landlord called the rent is due
I spent it all on a Kiss tattoo
I Rock n Roll all night
Cuz I'm a lowlife
I'm a lowlife
I'm a lowlife
Livin' the highlife
I'm watchin' porno on the TV
Wonderin' why she'd ever leave me
I'm a lowlife
The object of my affection
Asked the police for protection
I'm a lowlife
The romance is gone, I'm doin' fine
Me and your mom had a real good time
Just last night
Cuz I'm a lowlife
I'm a lowlife
I make black music for the white man
Keep cocaine upon my nightstand
I'm a lowlife
Ain't never hung out in the Catskills
But I've been to jail in Nashville
I'm a lowlife
I've got a dirty mind, a gutter mouth
I'm makin' time, I'm goin' out
With your wife
I'm a lowlife
I'm a lowlife
I'm a lowlife
Livin' the highlife
kid rock - half your age
Hey now darlin', you thought it was all fun and games
Runnin' 'round, telling everyone why we're not together
I guess you just had to feel important
And I'm sure you thought I was just gonna sit back and take it on the chin
But honey, I'm a songwriter
And that darling is where you end and this song begins
Chorus:
I found someone new who treats me better
She don't bitch about things we ain't got
When I sing this tune it don't upset her
She's half your age and twice as hot
Oh she wakes up every morning and she folds my clothes
Doesn't care about the strippers dancing at my shows
She knows that I love her so I just wanted you to know
(Chorus) �yee haw!yeah!.. (Chorus)
Oh she don't start trouble cuz she dont need drama
She likes it in the mornin' and she loves my momma
I'm her big poppa an she's my little rock n roll
(Chorus)
She's half your age and twice as hot
She's half your age and twice as hot
kid rock - i am the bullgod
I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken
I'm gonna get you....I see through you...I'm gonna get you
I'm like a train I roll hard...lettin' off much steam
In the Carhart flannel and dusty jeans baby
I never was cool with James Dean
But I be hanging tough with my man Jim Beam
I swing low...like a chimp
Back in '86 man I was seein' a shrink
But now I'm humble and I can only think
About New Orleans and those jumbo shrimp
So ask no questions and I'll tell no lies
I got big ol' pupils and blood shot eyes
I'm on the brink...if you know what I mean
And a 12 step program couldn't keep me clean
'Cause I'm the bullgod...you understand
The illegitimate son of man
The T-O-P to the D-O-G
Or the P-O-T to the G-O-D
And I'm trippin'
Said I'm trippin'
I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken
I'm gonna get you...I see through you...I'm gonna get you
A lot of people poke fun and that's alright
But when I start pokin' back they get all uptight
You can't cap with the master son
So sit your ass down before I blast ya one
'Cause I'm so greasy you can call me mud
And I feel a little Hank runnin' through my blood
I wanna flood the world with my twisted thoughts
You can bet all day but I can't be bought
Break it up let's tie one on
I gotta get set to go and cut the lawn
So I grab my walkman but before I cut
I got behind the garage and fire it up
'Cause I'm the bullgod...you understand
The illegitimate son of man
The T-O-P to the D-O-G
Or the P-O-T to the G-O-D
And I'm trippin'
Said I'm trippin'
I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken
I'm forsaken yeah
I ain't nothing
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Come on get 'em up
Come on get 'em up
Come on get 'em up
I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is forsaken
I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is
I get a feeling of peace, from a low so high
As I sit in my chair and watch life go by.
These thoughts I have can't mold to sense
Through the forest of my mind, they're all past tense
Born and raised in the outer lands
And at times you can say I'm outta hand
I'm in a band of gypsies, we're on the run
Everytime that paper hits my tongue
And sometimes it seems so odd
When my veins are popping and I?m on the nod
I am the bullgod...you understand
And here in my head is my master plan
Uh I'm gonna get you
I see through you
I'm gonna get you
I see through you
kid rock - cocky
Guess who's back? haha
I used to be broke, confused..no joke
Got used, smoked dope, paid dues
Refused to give up quick,
Now theres 10 million motherfuckers on my dick
So what, say how, say who
Fuck what, fuck me, fuck you
Come clean, you know I will
Drink a fifth of Jim Beam and still stand still uh
I'm the illest fool
Cooler than the water in a swimmin' pool
Fly like a seagul, kickin' like a mule
More jams than a beetle from Liverpool
I deliver fool
Now who the fuck are you?
I'm Kid motherfuckin' Rock from the old school
Got more money, than Matchbox 20
Get more ass than Mark McGrath
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
I'm from the outskirts of Detroit rock city
A shirts, cadilacs, big titties
Skinny models you can keep those
I like big corn fed mid western hoes
Dont you know? Talk fast, pimp slow
Show up to black ties in t-shirts and slippers
Sippin' liquor, fuck models, love strippers
Known as the big tipper with the big dipper
I got queens holdin' keys to my zipper
Fuck a real good girl, I got the baddest bitch in the world
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
You think you got it good in Hollywood
I got acres of land laid back in the woods
Holdin' shares, cool like Fonzy
Rollin' Lake St. Clair in my 40 ft. donzy
You got a Bently? Wow!
I got jets with web bars and trucks with gold plows
Bitchs bow when I pimp through
For the Kid the Rock the red, white and blue
Who knew the Kid would be
Everything from old George Jones to Jay Z
Baby I'm sick of gettin ripped off
So pissed 'bout to be pissed off
Mackin' me cause you know I'm paid
That's why I'm slapin' my gardners and fuckin' my maids
Nevermind my age but if we're takin' numbers
15 million sold motherfucker
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It ain't braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
Cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
They say I'm cocky, and I say What?
It aint braggin' motherfucker if ya back it up
kid rock - u don t know me
Here here we go from Japan to Romeo
my flow is slow and it's ya know my first time on radio
Now some say I'm foul, some say I'm wild
and that all might be true
but it did not happen overnight
so let me tell my tale to you
It started out when I was six just tellin' dirty jokes
my mother overheard and washed my mouth out with soap
Now as I grew I always knew what it was for me to do
never front just be blunt and always tell the truth
Never fake, I never act like something that I'm not
remember me I'm that foul mouthed kid that lived around your block
You thought that I was crazy like a dog chasin it's tail
and by the time I turned of legal age I'd probably be in jail
In school my teachers thought I was just a foul mouthed freak
now their yearly salary is what I make in just one week
So to thepeople who used to say u think u know it all
maybe I do and maybe I don't but right now I'm standin tall...
And u don't know me
It's funny how one kid can cause so much confusion
Parents should be happy I'm the dop their kids are using
Now some people think this business is all fame and glory
but there's a flip side to that truth so let me kick my story
It took me oh so long to reach the point I'm at
Every time I take one stip forward they push me two steps back
I give an inch they take a mile some try to cramp my style
they try to diss they shoot they miss
I walk off with a smile
But time will pass and I'll out last anyone who doubts me
and the booty naked truth is u don't know shit about me
So when I'm in your town to nearst mic please kindly show me
so u can see what's really me and find out u don't know me
Cuz u don't know me
Now u might wanna party man so here's your party jam
Hey girly in that skirt I want u just like Uncle Sam
Let's knock boots, let's knock boots right down to the nitty gritty
with every drind 'n every blink u seem to get more pretty
So out the bar straight to my car now what's left to do
she was sayin I love u so I said yeah I love you to
(Ha!)
Next day I awoke I almost choked
who's bringin me inside,
my head was ringin' heard people singin' "here comes the bride"
Thinkin just what was I drinkin as I looked around to see
the girl I met last night was at the alter waitin on me
Next thing I know I'm face to face with holy matrimony
looked at that bitch and I quick screamiN'
u don't know me...She didn't know me
Girls around this country think I'm nasty think I'm sexist
but they bought my first L.P.
u know-Grits Sandwiches for Breakfast
Sayin ooh your this and oooh your that uh uh uh hold up cutie
What's your favorite song off that L.P.
"Ah, Wax that Booty"
A lesson taught, I know you thought my dirty raps were kinda funny
but close minded people thought I was only out to make money
But check on back cuz it's a fact obscenity is no new thing
remember Chuck Berry and when he sang My Ding A Ling
But for me I feel what I see and I say just what I feel
and in this world everything I see u know is all too real
Even though I don't look the same cuz I cut off my flat top
I'll always say just what I feel cuz that's the real Kid Rock...
And u don't know me.
kid rock - roving gangster
Everything's tight from my loot to my friends
I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends
HUH I've been that route...too many times
If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime
I wish for that which my heart holds near
But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
I've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an ass
Get gassed in your garage of sickness
As I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness
'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spill
Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill
Form like a blister, drink like a failure
Rip like a twister right through a trailer
Park after dark is when you'll see me comin'
My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'
Raw Raw Rip Rock Rude
Sample anything I like and never get sued
At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
It's true...I'm from the old school
Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end
No place to be I gotta let these knuckles know who the fuck I be
I'm still the...body rocking ???? emcee...so clap your hands to what he?s doing
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
I'm a contradiction...I'm a twist of fate
See me rollin'
You got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searchin' underneath the sun
I'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killed
See I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter built
I am the Trucker and my ego's large
I'm the K to the I...call me sarge
Roll number seven...raise south of heaven
See my crew comin' hear them Harley's revvin'
I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hits
Got 3 LP's but I ain't got no hits
And I'm a greatful, hateful, little son of a G
I'm a deadhead runnin' from the D-P-D
Got soul so plagued with the rhythms cancer
Grab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer
Biltmore Beavers and a Top Dog Coat Top car 4 Vogues on a hundred spokes
Got a roundtrip ticket to the promised land
If it ain't all that...i'll be back my man
Rolllin' you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneath the sun
Rolllin' you got me ro-o-o-llin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneat the sun
Days roll by?they roll too fast I said days roll by...I watch them pass
Yeah you wanna roll with Rock And party with crews that just don't stop uh-huh
Rolllin' you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneath the sun
Searching undearneath the sun
Searching undearneath the sun
I'm a pimp, you can check my stats
And rollin' a Fleetwood that's how I mack
I rock all the tracks, so the world knows
I love all the girls smack all the hoes
Show love to those who come real with it
Life's a bitch but I deal with it
I'm in it to win it like Yzerman
Can drink about 15 Heinekins
I'm not born again but if I was
I'd ask to come back with a little more love
Puffin' a Winston, drinkin? a four-oh
Kid Rock and I'm gonna let you know
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind
It's been a couple of months in this smokey room
Eatin' shrooms, drinking Boone's
Writin' tunes and hoping to get
One of these motherfucking songs to hit
A little bit of love that's all I need
A little inspiration in a bag of weed
A seed to plant so my tree can grow
You know I left my girl cause I don't need that
H-o-o-old-up wait a minute I'm about to flow
Like a breeze through the trees you can watch me blow
Puffin' a Winston, drinkin' a four-oh
Kid Rock and I'm gonna let you know
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Free my mind... Ooohhh yeah
I ain't no rough guy, ain't no tough guy
Don't get out much, and don't dress up fly
A pawn in the game that's all I am
Givin' all my duckets to Uncle Sam fuck it
I'm free to do what I please little lady
I was born at night but not last night baby
I've been around, seen some things
I've slept in dumpsters, got high with kings
I don't bring much, ain't got a lot to say
But I got more time then Morris Day
Puffin' a Winston, drinkin' a four-oh
Kid Rock and I'm gonna let you know
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind
Smokin' and drinkin'
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
Tryin' to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind
Wastin' my time....hey I'm smokin'...hey I'm drinkin'...tryin' to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time...drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind
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