Kid Rock - Roving Gangster Lyrics
Everything's tight from my loot to my friendsI ain't got time to tighten up loose ends HUHI've been that route...too many timesIf I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crimeI wish for that which my heart holds nearBut ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hearI've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't lastYou were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an assGet gassed in your garage of sicknessAs I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spillAin't got nothin' more than time to killForm like a blister, drink like a failureRip like a twister right through a trailerPark after dark is when you'll see me comin'My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'Raw Raw Rip Rock RudeSample anything I like and never get suedAt 18 I had a hardcore attitudeWhen I turned 19 I was touring with Ice CubeIt's true...I'm from the old schoolWhere the rules don't bend and the beats don't endNo place to be I gotta let these knuckles know who the ***** I beI'm still the...body rocking three emcee...so clap your hands to what he's doingI'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hateI'm a contradiction...I'm a twist of fateSee me rollin'You got me rollin'I'm rollin'Searchin' underneath the sunI'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killedSee I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter builtI am the Trucker and my ego's largeI'm the K to the I call me sargeRoll number seven raise south of heavenSee my crew comin' hear them Harley's revvin'I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hitsGot 3 LP's but I ain't got no hitsAnd I'm a greatful, hateful, little son of a GI'm a deadhead runnin' from the D-P-DGot soul so plagued with the rhythms cancerGrab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancerBiltmore Beavers and a Top Dog CoatTop car 4 Vogues on a hundred spokesGot a roundtrip ticket to the promised landIf it ain't all that I'll be back my manRolllin' you got me rollin'I'm rollin'Searching undearneath the sunRolllin' you got me rollin'I'm rollin'Searching undearneat the sunDays roll by¡they roll too fastI said days roll by...I watch them passYeah you wanna roll with RockAnd party with crews that just don't stop uh-huh...yeahRolllin' you got me rollin'I'm rollin'Searching undearneath the sunSearching undearneath the sunSearching undearneath the sun
