Devil Without a Cause Lyrics
| Song | Devil Without a Cause |
| Artist | Kid Rock |
| Album | Live Trucker |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hutchins, Olson, Ritchie ... | |
| You knew that | |
| I was coming 'cause you heard my name | |
| But you don't know my game and never felt my pain | |
| Can't read my brain but you read my lips | |
| And got scared when you heard that | |
| I was coming with hits | |
| Now don't even trip, be a man instead | |
| Give thanks | |
| I'm alive when | |
| I should be dead | |
| I'm in the red 'cause my mind's distortin' | |
| People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion | |
| I'm a move mountains and touch the sun | |
| Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come | |
| So hold your bids, all bets are closed | |
| And ************* all you hoes' | |
| Cause it's been a long time comin' | |
| But I finally broke like an egg yolk, | |
| I ain't no joke | |
| Like some uncut **** mother******, | |
| Kid Rock's to blame | |
| Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed | |
| No sell-out, | |
| I ain't no hoe | |
| ************* the radio comin' from the | |
| R O M E OWatch me throw like a fist of rage | |
| Self made and paid and sawed off twelve gauges | |
| Up that ass for the nine eight(Nine eight) | |
| Never fake, shake, straight from the | |
| Great Lakes | |
| Seven years on wax comin' correct | |
| Flat out you diss me punk, that's when | |
| I pull a strap out | |
| And I get to buck, buck, bucking a *************, *************, ******g your hoes' | |
| Cause they know who's runnin' this *************t, top dog, | |
| I'm the C | |
| E ORole model, your mother******g | |
| H E R OMy motto, ' | |
| Be cool, keep pimpin'' | |
| Don't sleep, we roll deep in a | |
| LincolnFour | |
| Vogues on a hundred spokes | |
| We bust Bil****ore | |
| Beavers and | |
| Top Dog Coats | |
| We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees | |
| Strapped with | |
| A-K's straight from the | |
| ChineseWhat the *************'s goin' on in the | |
| DBunch of white boys pimpin' like the | |
| K I DAnd it's all good | |
| I got love for my honkeys | |
| We roll thick kick ass like donkeys | |
| Anybody *************'s with you and | |
| I'm gonna mack 'em | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I'm going platinum | |
| I'm going platinum | |
| I'm going platinum | |
| We're going platinum | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I'm going platinum | |
| Uh, devil, devil | |
| Yeah, we come to party, so get down everybody(Come on) | |
| Yeah, we come to party | |
| I went from | |
| St. Claire | |
| Shores and drink specials at | |
| WinnersTo | |
| New York City and 700 dollar dinners | |
| From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sex | |
| To gettin' much respect from top record exec's | |
| The cool Kid's comin' up to call you out | |
| So shut up now or put my ************* in your mouth | |
| Bet that ass hoss | |
| I ain't forgot | |
| When I was tossed in the dime, baby left to rot | |
| Used to call me dummy when my nose was ******g runny | |
| Now my ******' bunnies gettin' ******' | |
| Matchbox 20 money | |
| Mother******s want to claim their down | |
| But when I was broke and down | |
| I never seen them around | |
| All the *************t we talked, all the *************t we dreamed | |
| I did it without you got a brand new team | |
| No triple beams it seems like a movie | |
| Bought two cribs, droptop and jacuzzi | |
| No more fluzzies, only high class hoes | |
| Couple when it rains and a few when it snows | |
| A brand new nose to go along with my habit | |
| And a garden hose made out of 24 karat | |
| Bought a couple parrots that like to squawk | |
| And they sound like you and all the *************t you talk | |
| Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill 'em, doc | |
| You're too old to kid, too soft to rock | |
| Already did what most love shout | |
| Seven years on wax and | |
| I still ain't sold out | |
| And there ain't no doubt in my mind | |
| That I'm gonna stomp all over you, test of time | |
| I'm go platinum | |
| I'm go platinum | |
| I'm go platinum | |
| We're going platinum | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I'm going platinum | |
| Uh, devil, come on devil, uh, uh devil | |
| Straight out of the streets of | |
| TaylorThree foot high, ready to get fly, | |
| Joe CI'm the | |
| J O E to the | |
| C, hoeCall me | |
| Joe C, got more game than | |
| ColecoI'm a freak hoe, call me sick | |
| Three foot nine with a ten foot ************* | |
| The ladies pick, | |
| I'm a crazy hick | |
| And rake through kind like a bum through wine | |
| It's my time so | |
| I'm gonna *************ne like lead | |
| Old as piss, but small as ass | |
| Watch me pass smoke some hash | |
| You're raking grass while | |
| I'm raking cash | |
| High-ass voice like | |
| Aaron Neville | |
| And I'm down with the devil | |
| Say we like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| You like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| You like to party, rock the party | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I'm going platinum | |
| Uh, uh, come on, uh, uh, uh, uh |
| zuo ci : Hutchins, Olson, Ritchie ... | |
| You knew that | |
| I was coming ' cause you heard my name | |
| But you don' t know my game and never felt my pain | |
| Can' t read my brain but you read my lips | |
| And got scared when you heard that | |
| I was coming with hits | |
| Now don' t even trip, be a man instead | |
| Give thanks | |
| I' m alive when | |
| I should be dead | |
| I' m in the red ' cause my mind' s distortin' | |
| People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion | |
| I' m a move mountains and touch the sun | |
| Don' t get scared now, you knew this day would come | |
| So hold your bids, all bets are closed | |
| And all you hoes' | |
| Cause it' s been a long time comin' | |
| But I finally broke like an egg yolk, | |
| I ain' t no joke | |
| Like some uncut mother, | |
| Kid Rock' s to blame | |
| Same game, same name, ain' t a damn thing changed | |
| No sellout, | |
| I ain' t no hoe | |
| the radio comin' from the | |
| R O M E OWatch me throw like a fist of rage | |
| Self made and paid and sawed off twelve gauges | |
| Up that ass for the nine eight Nine eight | |
| Never fake, shake, straight from the | |
| Great Lakes | |
| Seven years on wax comin' correct | |
| Flat out you diss me punk, that' s when | |
| I pull a strap out | |
| And I get to buck, buck, bucking a , , g your hoes' | |
| Cause they know who' s runnin' this t, top dog, | |
| I' m the C | |
| E ORole model, your mother g | |
| H E R OMy motto, ' | |
| Be cool, keep pimpin'' | |
| Don' t sleep, we roll deep in a | |
| LincolnFour | |
| Vogues on a hundred spokes | |
| We bust Bil ore | |
| Beavers and | |
| Top Dog Coats | |
| We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees | |
| Strapped with | |
| AK' s straight from the | |
| ChineseWhat the ' s goin' on in the | |
| DBunch of white boys pimpin' like the | |
| K I DAnd it' s all good | |
| I got love for my honkeys | |
| We roll thick kick ass like donkeys | |
| Anybody ' s with you and | |
| I' m gonna mack ' em | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| We' re going platinum | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| Uh, devil, devil | |
| Yeah, we come to party, so get down everybody Come on | |
| Yeah, we come to party | |
| I went from | |
| St. Claire | |
| Shores and drink specials at | |
| WinnersTo | |
| New York City and 700 dollar dinners | |
| From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sex | |
| To gettin' much respect from top record exec' s | |
| The cool Kid' s comin' up to call you out | |
| So shut up now or put my in your mouth | |
| Bet that ass hoss | |
| I ain' t forgot | |
| When I was tossed in the dime, baby left to rot | |
| Used to call me dummy when my nose was g runny | |
| Now my ' bunnies gettin' ' | |
| Matchbox 20 money | |
| Mother s want to claim their down | |
| But when I was broke and down | |
| I never seen them around | |
| All the t we talked, all the t we dreamed | |
| I did it without you got a brand new team | |
| No triple beams it seems like a movie | |
| Bought two cribs, droptop and jacuzzi | |
| No more fluzzies, only high class hoes | |
| Couple when it rains and a few when it snows | |
| A brand new nose to go along with my habit | |
| And a garden hose made out of 24 karat | |
| Bought a couple parrots that like to squawk | |
| And they sound like you and all the t you talk | |
| Step inside my shoes, you couldn' t fill ' em, doc | |
| You' re too old to kid, too soft to rock | |
| Already did what most love shout | |
| Seven years on wax and | |
| I still ain' t sold out | |
| And there ain' t no doubt in my mind | |
| That I' m gonna stomp all over you, test of time | |
| I' m go platinum | |
| I' m go platinum | |
| I' m go platinum | |
| We' re going platinum | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| Uh, devil, come on devil, uh, uh devil | |
| Straight out of the streets of | |
| TaylorThree foot high, ready to get fly, | |
| Joe CI' m the | |
| J O E to the | |
| C, hoeCall me | |
| Joe C, got more game than | |
| ColecoI' m a freak hoe, call me sick | |
| Three foot nine with a ten foot | |
| The ladies pick, | |
| I' m a crazy hick | |
| And rake through kind like a bum through wine | |
| It' s my time so | |
| I' m gonna ne like lead | |
| Old as piss, but small as ass | |
| Watch me pass smoke some hash | |
| You' re raking grass while | |
| I' m raking cash | |
| Highass voice like | |
| Aaron Neville | |
| And I' m down with the devil | |
| Say we like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| You like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| You like to party, rock the party | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| Uh, uh, come on, uh, uh, uh, uh |
| zuò cí : Hutchins, Olson, Ritchie ... | |
| You knew that | |
| I was coming ' cause you heard my name | |
| But you don' t know my game and never felt my pain | |
| Can' t read my brain but you read my lips | |
| And got scared when you heard that | |
| I was coming with hits | |
| Now don' t even trip, be a man instead | |
| Give thanks | |
| I' m alive when | |
| I should be dead | |
| I' m in the red ' cause my mind' s distortin' | |
| People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion | |
| I' m a move mountains and touch the sun | |
| Don' t get scared now, you knew this day would come | |
| So hold your bids, all bets are closed | |
| And all you hoes' | |
| Cause it' s been a long time comin' | |
| But I finally broke like an egg yolk, | |
| I ain' t no joke | |
| Like some uncut mother, | |
| Kid Rock' s to blame | |
| Same game, same name, ain' t a damn thing changed | |
| No sellout, | |
| I ain' t no hoe | |
| the radio comin' from the | |
| R O M E OWatch me throw like a fist of rage | |
| Self made and paid and sawed off twelve gauges | |
| Up that ass for the nine eight Nine eight | |
| Never fake, shake, straight from the | |
| Great Lakes | |
| Seven years on wax comin' correct | |
| Flat out you diss me punk, that' s when | |
| I pull a strap out | |
| And I get to buck, buck, bucking a , , g your hoes' | |
| Cause they know who' s runnin' this t, top dog, | |
| I' m the C | |
| E ORole model, your mother g | |
| H E R OMy motto, ' | |
| Be cool, keep pimpin'' | |
| Don' t sleep, we roll deep in a | |
| LincolnFour | |
| Vogues on a hundred spokes | |
| We bust Bil ore | |
| Beavers and | |
| Top Dog Coats | |
| We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees | |
| Strapped with | |
| AK' s straight from the | |
| ChineseWhat the ' s goin' on in the | |
| DBunch of white boys pimpin' like the | |
| K I DAnd it' s all good | |
| I got love for my honkeys | |
| We roll thick kick ass like donkeys | |
| Anybody ' s with you and | |
| I' m gonna mack ' em | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| We' re going platinum | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| Uh, devil, devil | |
| Yeah, we come to party, so get down everybody Come on | |
| Yeah, we come to party | |
| I went from | |
| St. Claire | |
| Shores and drink specials at | |
| WinnersTo | |
| New York City and 700 dollar dinners | |
| From hangin' with sinners and second hand cheap sex | |
| To gettin' much respect from top record exec' s | |
| The cool Kid' s comin' up to call you out | |
| So shut up now or put my in your mouth | |
| Bet that ass hoss | |
| I ain' t forgot | |
| When I was tossed in the dime, baby left to rot | |
| Used to call me dummy when my nose was g runny | |
| Now my ' bunnies gettin' ' | |
| Matchbox 20 money | |
| Mother s want to claim their down | |
| But when I was broke and down | |
| I never seen them around | |
| All the t we talked, all the t we dreamed | |
| I did it without you got a brand new team | |
| No triple beams it seems like a movie | |
| Bought two cribs, droptop and jacuzzi | |
| No more fluzzies, only high class hoes | |
| Couple when it rains and a few when it snows | |
| A brand new nose to go along with my habit | |
| And a garden hose made out of 24 karat | |
| Bought a couple parrots that like to squawk | |
| And they sound like you and all the t you talk | |
| Step inside my shoes, you couldn' t fill ' em, doc | |
| You' re too old to kid, too soft to rock | |
| Already did what most love shout | |
| Seven years on wax and | |
| I still ain' t sold out | |
| And there ain' t no doubt in my mind | |
| That I' m gonna stomp all over you, test of time | |
| I' m go platinum | |
| I' m go platinum | |
| I' m go platinum | |
| We' re going platinum | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| Uh, devil, come on devil, uh, uh devil | |
| Straight out of the streets of | |
| TaylorThree foot high, ready to get fly, | |
| Joe CI' m the | |
| J O E to the | |
| C, hoeCall me | |
| Joe C, got more game than | |
| ColecoI' m a freak hoe, call me sick | |
| Three foot nine with a ten foot | |
| The ladies pick, | |
| I' m a crazy hick | |
| And rake through kind like a bum through wine | |
| It' s my time so | |
| I' m gonna ne like lead | |
| Old as piss, but small as ass | |
| Watch me pass smoke some hash | |
| You' re raking grass while | |
| I' m raking cash | |
| Highass voice like | |
| Aaron Neville | |
| And I' m down with the devil | |
| Say we like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| You like to party, rock the party | |
| We like to party, rock the party | |
| You like to party, rock the party | |
| Devil without a cause, | |
| I' m going platinum | |
| Uh, uh, come on, uh, uh, uh, uh |
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