| Song | Fist Of Rage |
| Artist | Kid Rock |
| Album | Devil Without A Cause |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ritchie, Shafer, Travis | |
| Gotta make this money and | |
| I make this money | |
| This money is me, this money is everything | |
| I do and see | |
| Who are you to judge me? | |
| Just let me be and let me breathe | |
| I see this whole world headin' for damn nation and | |
| I'm ready to leave | |
| I can't believe, this whole world twisted me | |
| You fuckin' biggots, you fakes, you wannabes | |
| I see the future and it's lookin' grim | |
| A lake of fire lookin' looking like a long swim | |
| I'm a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I'm a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I'm a fist of rage, in a broken state | |
| I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back | |
| Slim Jim's and a | |
| Tin Man grins, deadhead's with dreads | |
| And now the | |
| Feds growin' shark fins | |
| My girl's knocked up we're in love | |
| But she's young and yo, | |
| I think I'm gonna get locked up | |
| I couldn't cut the mustard with a | |
| GinsueAnd | |
| I'm twisted brown from all of the bullshit that | |
| I've been through | |
| I'm lookin' for love, but it's got too many damn faces | |
| I can't win even with these four aces | |
| My place is here in the mix with tricks | |
| And the sickos, | |
| I spend G's but only make nickels | |
| My soul tickles, but this ain't even fun and games | |
| My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain | |
| My fuse is short and it's lit | |
| Like me, I should have fought' sketchy, it's gettin' hard to see | |
| My heart bleeds, believe in every dying breath | |
| These people they take and they take until there's nothing left | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| I'm a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I'm a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I'm a fist of rage in a broken state | |
| I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| Come onYou're feeling old with me, you're up a creek and you don't know it | |
| Finger on the trigger but your punk ass is scared to pull it | |
| And I know it's 'cause the fear you hide your eyes showin' it | |
| Payback on your ass 'cause you're overdue and | |
| I know I owe it | |
| And when you're going down, bet | |
| I'll be blowing up | |
| With the sound of a shotgun cocked and realized you're fucked | |
| I hope you see my middle finger from the stage | |
| Feel me coming, feel me coming, feel me coming | |
| I'm a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I'm a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I'm a fist of rage, in a broken state | |
| I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| I'm a fist of rage | |
| I'm a fist of rage |
| zuo ci : Ritchie, Shafer, Travis | |
| Gotta make this money and | |
| I make this money | |
| This money is me, this money is everything | |
| I do and see | |
| Who are you to judge me? | |
| Just let me be and let me breathe | |
| I see this whole world headin' for damn nation and | |
| I' m ready to leave | |
| I can' t believe, this whole world twisted me | |
| You fuckin' biggots, you fakes, you wannabes | |
| I see the future and it' s lookin' grim | |
| A lake of fire lookin' looking like a long swim | |
| I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I' m a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I' m a fist of rage, in a broken state | |
| I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back | |
| Slim Jim' s and a | |
| Tin Man grins, deadhead' s with dreads | |
| And now the | |
| Feds growin' shark fins | |
| My girl' s knocked up we' re in love | |
| But she' s young and yo, | |
| I think I' m gonna get locked up | |
| I couldn' t cut the mustard with a | |
| GinsueAnd | |
| I' m twisted brown from all of the bullshit that | |
| I' ve been through | |
| I' m lookin' for love, but it' s got too many damn faces | |
| I can' t win even with these four aces | |
| My place is here in the mix with tricks | |
| And the sickos, | |
| I spend G' s but only make nickels | |
| My soul tickles, but this ain' t even fun and games | |
| My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain | |
| My fuse is short and it' s lit | |
| Like me, I should have fought' sketchy, it' s gettin' hard to see | |
| My heart bleeds, believe in every dying breath | |
| These people they take and they take until there' s nothing left | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I' m a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I' m a fist of rage in a broken state | |
| I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| Come onYou' re feeling old with me, you' re up a creek and you don' t know it | |
| Finger on the trigger but your punk ass is scared to pull it | |
| And I know it' s ' cause the fear you hide your eyes showin' it | |
| Payback on your ass ' cause you' re overdue and | |
| I know I owe it | |
| And when you' re going down, bet | |
| I' ll be blowing up | |
| With the sound of a shotgun cocked and realized you' re fucked | |
| I hope you see my middle finger from the stage | |
| Feel me coming, feel me coming, feel me coming | |
| I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I' m a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I' m a fist of rage, in a broken state | |
| I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage |
| zuò cí : Ritchie, Shafer, Travis | |
| Gotta make this money and | |
| I make this money | |
| This money is me, this money is everything | |
| I do and see | |
| Who are you to judge me? | |
| Just let me be and let me breathe | |
| I see this whole world headin' for damn nation and | |
| I' m ready to leave | |
| I can' t believe, this whole world twisted me | |
| You fuckin' biggots, you fakes, you wannabes | |
| I see the future and it' s lookin' grim | |
| A lake of fire lookin' looking like a long swim | |
| I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I' m a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I' m a fist of rage, in a broken state | |
| I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back | |
| Slim Jim' s and a | |
| Tin Man grins, deadhead' s with dreads | |
| And now the | |
| Feds growin' shark fins | |
| My girl' s knocked up we' re in love | |
| But she' s young and yo, | |
| I think I' m gonna get locked up | |
| I couldn' t cut the mustard with a | |
| GinsueAnd | |
| I' m twisted brown from all of the bullshit that | |
| I' ve been through | |
| I' m lookin' for love, but it' s got too many damn faces | |
| I can' t win even with these four aces | |
| My place is here in the mix with tricks | |
| And the sickos, | |
| I spend G' s but only make nickels | |
| My soul tickles, but this ain' t even fun and games | |
| My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain | |
| My fuse is short and it' s lit | |
| Like me, I should have fought' sketchy, it' s gettin' hard to see | |
| My heart bleeds, believe in every dying breath | |
| These people they take and they take until there' s nothing left | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I' m a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I' m a fist of rage in a broken state | |
| I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| Come onYou' re feeling old with me, you' re up a creek and you don' t know it | |
| Finger on the trigger but your punk ass is scared to pull it | |
| And I know it' s ' cause the fear you hide your eyes showin' it | |
| Payback on your ass ' cause you' re overdue and | |
| I know I owe it | |
| And when you' re going down, bet | |
| I' ll be blowing up | |
| With the sound of a shotgun cocked and realized you' re fucked | |
| I hope you see my middle finger from the stage | |
| Feel me coming, feel me coming, feel me coming | |
| I' m a fist of rage, one foot in the grave | |
| I' m a fist of rage, far from saved | |
| I' m a fist of rage, in a broken state | |
| I' m a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage | |
| I' m a fist of rage |