| Song | Cramp Ya Style |
| Artist | Kid Rock |
| Album | Grits Sandwiches For Breakfast |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| verything I do Gonna be funny? | |
| New Player on the feild so yeild and get back | |
| To the wall | |
| Cause I playin ya all | |
| Like a game | |
| K-I-D is the name | |
| Some complain,and they got a little fame | |
| And its a shame | |
| For what its worth I down to earth | |
| Pourin it on like Mrs. Butterworth | |
| Rich and thick | |
| Kinda quick not slow | |
| The rhymes I fit into flow | |
| All in a row | |
| From the intro | |
| To the end so ho | |
| Put down the microphone and go | |
| Step aside as I make room to bloom | |
| Any of your {?} get placed in a tomb | |
| As soon as I grip the mic | |
| Then get loose | |
| Don't dispute cause ya got no juice | |
| Mean while I kick a rhyme from the pile | |
| (huh) As I Cramp yer style | |
| As I Cramp yer style | |
| Get down on your knees and pray as I break you | |
| Down with a sound | |
| Comin' down with a pound or a bang | |
| If you cant hang with the slang | |
| That I exploit comin straight from detroit | |
| Rough with out a doubt or a question | |
| Kid Rock here in the flesh and | |
| I dressin and defining certain issues | |
| To diss you | |
| So wipe the tears from your eye | |
| You can't hide so dont be surprised | |
| When I dismiss you from your throne | |
| And send you home as A kid rock clone | |
| Cause I can hold my own like ya hold a milkbone | |
| Simple as this with a grip that wont quit | |
| So when I hit the skit | |
| thats it | |
| So dont come in face with the bass an | |
| Remember your just an imitation | |
| Dont get buckwhile in fact dont smile | |
| Cause I'll pull your file as I Cramp yer style | |
| Cramp your style | |
| I like steel or concrete cause yo I the hardest | |
| One with a label known to be the largest | |
| Not bein modest dont even think of tryin to hang | |
| Cause yo kid rock rolls like a Stop Ho | |
| I roll thick | |
| I roll heavy | |
| D-Nice jus keeps the pace steady | |
| So get ready to feel the pain | |
| I Kid Rock Drivin girls insane | |
| So listen rappers and get to the program | |
| Breakin ya down is the Kid rock slogan | |
| And any rapper who thinks about dissin? | |
| You know what Il say? | |
| I got a great big dick | |
| So anyone who cant adjust | |
| Gets rushed | |
| And then bites the dust | |
| Be ready to walk a mile | |
| Cause ill smack that Kool-aid smile as I Cramp yer style | |
| Cramp your style |
| verything I do Gonna be funny? | |
| New Player on the feild so yeild and get back | |
| To the wall | |
| Cause I playin ya all | |
| Like a game | |
| KID is the name | |
| Some complain, and they got a little fame | |
| And its a shame | |
| For what its worth I down to earth | |
| Pourin it on like Mrs. Butterworth | |
| Rich and thick | |
| Kinda quick not slow | |
| The rhymes I fit into flow | |
| All in a row | |
| From the intro | |
| To the end so ho | |
| Put down the microphone and go | |
| Step aside as I make room to bloom | |
| Any of your ? get placed in a tomb | |
| As soon as I grip the mic | |
| Then get loose | |
| Don' t dispute cause ya got no juice | |
| Mean while I kick a rhyme from the pile | |
| huh As I Cramp yer style | |
| As I Cramp yer style | |
| Get down on your knees and pray as I break you | |
| Down with a sound | |
| Comin' down with a pound or a bang | |
| If you cant hang with the slang | |
| That I exploit comin straight from detroit | |
| Rough with out a doubt or a question | |
| Kid Rock here in the flesh and | |
| I dressin and defining certain issues | |
| To diss you | |
| So wipe the tears from your eye | |
| You can' t hide so dont be surprised | |
| When I dismiss you from your throne | |
| And send you home as A kid rock clone | |
| Cause I can hold my own like ya hold a milkbone | |
| Simple as this with a grip that wont quit | |
| So when I hit the skit | |
| thats it | |
| So dont come in face with the bass an | |
| Remember your just an imitation | |
| Dont get buckwhile in fact dont smile | |
| Cause I' ll pull your file as I Cramp yer style | |
| Cramp your style | |
| I like steel or concrete cause yo I the hardest | |
| One with a label known to be the largest | |
| Not bein modest dont even think of tryin to hang | |
| Cause yo kid rock rolls like a Stop Ho | |
| I roll thick | |
| I roll heavy | |
| DNice jus keeps the pace steady | |
| So get ready to feel the pain | |
| I Kid Rock Drivin girls insane | |
| So listen rappers and get to the program | |
| Breakin ya down is the Kid rock slogan | |
| And any rapper who thinks about dissin? | |
| You know what I l say? | |
| I got a great big dick | |
| So anyone who cant adjust | |
| Gets rushed | |
| And then bites the dust | |
| Be ready to walk a mile | |
| Cause ill smack that Koolaid smile as I Cramp yer style | |
| Cramp your style |
| verything I do Gonna be funny? | |
| New Player on the feild so yeild and get back | |
| To the wall | |
| Cause I playin ya all | |
| Like a game | |
| KID is the name | |
| Some complain, and they got a little fame | |
| And its a shame | |
| For what its worth I down to earth | |
| Pourin it on like Mrs. Butterworth | |
| Rich and thick | |
| Kinda quick not slow | |
| The rhymes I fit into flow | |
| All in a row | |
| From the intro | |
| To the end so ho | |
| Put down the microphone and go | |
| Step aside as I make room to bloom | |
| Any of your ? get placed in a tomb | |
| As soon as I grip the mic | |
| Then get loose | |
| Don' t dispute cause ya got no juice | |
| Mean while I kick a rhyme from the pile | |
| huh As I Cramp yer style | |
| As I Cramp yer style | |
| Get down on your knees and pray as I break you | |
| Down with a sound | |
| Comin' down with a pound or a bang | |
| If you cant hang with the slang | |
| That I exploit comin straight from detroit | |
| Rough with out a doubt or a question | |
| Kid Rock here in the flesh and | |
| I dressin and defining certain issues | |
| To diss you | |
| So wipe the tears from your eye | |
| You can' t hide so dont be surprised | |
| When I dismiss you from your throne | |
| And send you home as A kid rock clone | |
| Cause I can hold my own like ya hold a milkbone | |
| Simple as this with a grip that wont quit | |
| So when I hit the skit | |
| thats it | |
| So dont come in face with the bass an | |
| Remember your just an imitation | |
| Dont get buckwhile in fact dont smile | |
| Cause I' ll pull your file as I Cramp yer style | |
| Cramp your style | |
| I like steel or concrete cause yo I the hardest | |
| One with a label known to be the largest | |
| Not bein modest dont even think of tryin to hang | |
| Cause yo kid rock rolls like a Stop Ho | |
| I roll thick | |
| I roll heavy | |
| DNice jus keeps the pace steady | |
| So get ready to feel the pain | |
| I Kid Rock Drivin girls insane | |
| So listen rappers and get to the program | |
| Breakin ya down is the Kid rock slogan | |
| And any rapper who thinks about dissin? | |
| You know what I l say? | |
| I got a great big dick | |
| So anyone who cant adjust | |
| Gets rushed | |
| And then bites the dust | |
| Be ready to walk a mile | |
| Cause ill smack that Koolaid smile as I Cramp yer style | |
| Cramp your style |