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Kid Rock - Prodigal Son

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Cuz growin up I was never the logical one,
packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son
with a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped,
I went looking for fame and yo I`ve never been back
filled with spite staying high as a kite,
I was dealin and stealin everything in sight
pool hustling trying to make that green,
I`ve been ramblin and gamblin since the age of 13
working like a bitch like a god damn tank,
some disagree because my rents had bank
but all that`s gold non`t always glitter,
so I`ll take another puff from my one hitter
I`m a slave to the trade I`m paid to rhyme,
blow all my cash on cheap women and wine
cause money, money, money ain`t shit to me,
but I gotta make a lot just to be free

(chorus)
I`m here and I`m there
I`m Kid Rock bitch and I`m everywhere
I`m here and I`m there
I`m Kid Rock hoe and I`m everywhere

Many nights she comes to me
She feels me where I lay
I hope to God one day she`ll see that my love is not that way
She holds me in the morning time and never lets me go
I hope that one she`ll see and she come in to my show
Please God, please I`ll pay any cost,
If you`d just stop the world cause I wanna get off
there`s too much hardship there`s too much pain
there`s too many motherfuckers tryin to get in my brain
I`ve been to your mountains I`ve been to your seaside,
and everywhere I went somebody`s wanted a free ride
but parasites can`t fade the Rock,
and any suckers that step in my way are getting shot
cause I hold key to my own success,
and suckers that step willll be put to rest, yes,
I hold the key to my own success,
and suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest,
so pass the buddha,
the funky tie hooter,
and watch me rip because I`m such a slick shooter.
not a generic dime a dozen m.c.,
never was in a posse never wanted to be

(chorus)

Many nights she comes to me
She feels me where I lay
I hope to God one day she`ll see that my love is not that way
She holds me in the morning time and never lets me go
I hope that one she`ll see and she come in to my show
now I`ve been walkin the earth since the beginning of time,
and won`t leave till I`ve received that 7th sign
all this talk their gonna drop the bomb,
but life keeps going on and on and on and on
the world`s end don`t worry me,
and I`m gonna get where I`m going just hurry me
cause I`m in no rush and I can`t stand rushin,
everything is slow motion like I`m trippin on tussin
fussin with the girls they waste my time,
thrashin and bashin going out of my mind
crucified by the critics everyday,
cause I ain`t really got that much to say
I`m a slave to the trade I`m paid to rhyme,
I don`t wear a watch and i don`t keep time
I live my life just like the skipper,
but only at night because I`m a day tripper
twitchin-shakin,
And I kick more bass then John Paul Jones
visions of red shoot through my head,
and I won`t stop trippin till the day I`m dead

(chorus)

Many nights she comes to me
She feels me where I lay
I hope to God one day she`ll see that my love is not that way
She holds me in the morning time and never lets me go
I hope that one she`ll see and she come in to my show

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