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Song title: Kid Rock - Is That You?

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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 fucking
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 motherfucker whatcha cryin for?
Im that nigger that your bitch would die for
The whore showed up at my front door
So I fucked 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 fuck 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 fucking 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 motherfucker

[-kid rock-]
Skinny dipping in the pool, you know I drown hoes
Fuck 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]
...fuckin fool ya
Dont let the smooth taste fool ya...
...word