Текст и слова песни Kid Rock – Ya Keep on
Shit God damn motherfucker I'm back
My name aint Jack Tripper, but I'm a day tripper
So watch me whip another funky rhyme
Black hoe's saying that honky's fine
Gettin mine, just like I'm supposed to
And if you fuck with the Rock, I'll roast you
A little toast to the real emcee's
Aint no love for the wanna be's
So, hey ho dont call me Joe
Cause the Joe's I know, cant even flow
I can battle rap, and all that other crap
So if ya dont want none, better step to the back
I'm from the motherfuckin ole school
Basement party's and the Clem fool
Talkin that trash, I wish you would
Come step to Rock, it's all good
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Rock rock the house
Rock the house
Now it's the Marlboro smokin, fine hoe pokin
Kind bud, be the bud's i'm tokin
Hittin you straight with the fresh shit
Wid western funk, and i'm the best bitch
The K to the I to the chrome D's
I'm the Grand Marquees sippin O-E
Pimpin Rock, it's my name, my game
Servin you hoe's like it aint no thing
I'm a kid when I rap, rock when I'm singin
I dont care who comes, but what the fuck you bringin
Shit, one time, one rhyme
Cause I'm that motherfuckin ill one, with a steel dick
Hittin you hoe's with the real shit
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Rock rock the house
Rock rock the house
Now if you dont know hoe, i'm the man in the dark
I got more riffs than Stanly Clark
Or George Clint, shoot, I'm the kid with the funky loot
So if ya want some, get some
If ya need some, here's some
If ya dont just step to the rear son
Cause I'm commin with the quickness
If you dis this bitch, you'll wind up on my hit list
I'll put a bounty on your head
Mclough County bitch, aint a good place to wind up dead
Cause i'm a real relevent, elevent, type menace
But it aint Rocky Dennis
Watch me bend this rhyme in half
I'm like Moses, with the mic. as my staff
Layin down them 10 comandments
Thow shall not dis the Rock God damnit
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
My name aint Jack Tripper, but I'm a day tripper
So watch me whip another funky rhyme
Black hoe's saying that honky's fine
Gettin mine, just like I'm supposed to
And if you fuck with the Rock, I'll roast you
A little toast to the real emcee's
Aint no love for the wanna be's
So, hey ho dont call me Joe
Cause the Joe's I know, cant even flow
I can battle rap, and all that other crap
So if ya dont want none, better step to the back
I'm from the motherfuckin ole school
Basement party's and the Clem fool
Talkin that trash, I wish you would
Come step to Rock, it's all good
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Rock rock the house
Rock the house
Now it's the Marlboro smokin, fine hoe pokin
Kind bud, be the bud's i'm tokin
Hittin you straight with the fresh shit
Wid western funk, and i'm the best bitch
The K to the I to the chrome D's
I'm the Grand Marquees sippin O-E
Pimpin Rock, it's my name, my game
Servin you hoe's like it aint no thing
I'm a kid when I rap, rock when I'm singin
I dont care who comes, but what the fuck you bringin
Shit, one time, one rhyme
Cause I'm that motherfuckin ill one, with a steel dick
Hittin you hoe's with the real shit
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Rock rock the house
Rock rock the house
Now if you dont know hoe, i'm the man in the dark
I got more riffs than Stanly Clark
Or George Clint, shoot, I'm the kid with the funky loot
So if ya want some, get some
If ya need some, here's some
If ya dont just step to the rear son
Cause I'm commin with the quickness
If you dis this bitch, you'll wind up on my hit list
I'll put a bounty on your head
Mclough County bitch, aint a good place to wind up dead
Cause i'm a real relevent, elevent, type menace
But it aint Rocky Dennis
Watch me bend this rhyme in half
I'm like Moses, with the mic. as my staff
Layin down them 10 comandments
Thow shall not dis the Rock God damnit
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
Ya keep on, ya keep on
Rock the house
Rock, rock the house
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