Black Bob (Explicit)
Kid Rock"Black Bob (Explicit)" is a song by Kid Rock, released in 2003 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:23 long and contains 59 lines and 304 words.
Lyrics
0:39They used to call me names
0:41Said I was just a wanna be
0:46But now they all pay to see
0:48What they were gettin for free
0:53How about them days and now
0:55You don't know what to say
0:59Ain't it funny how the sun can shine
1:02And hide away
1:05And it's a long way on a they say highway
1:11I'm still runnin
1:13A lonesome highway of uncut my way
1:17Can you feel me comin
1:24In a 59 drop top blood red cadillac
1:30Knock knockin
1:31Black bob at your door
1:33Still rockin
1:35Everybody say that
1:40Knock knockin
1:42They used to say ritchie boy
2:00He got no sense
2:04But now they say oh bobby man
2:06He was my best friend
2:11Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories
2:13And the times can change
2:17And no sense ritchie just
2:25But himself a big f**kin airplane
2:46I grew up in the back woods
3:01Hung in the crack hoods
3:19Learned to pimp
3:20Like a mack should
3:22I could have been a rich man like pops
3:25I never kissed a*s
3:27And those days since passed
3:29Here I stand like jesus
3:31I don't need this
3:33F**k you ho's can squeeze this
3:35I can't believe this
3:37I'm so wasted
3:39From all the fruits of life
3:41That I've tasted
3:42Never a clone on the microphone
3:45I got s**t built up
3:47Cause I never felt loved at home
3:49And all alones how I spend my free time
3:52Writin freal rhymes
3:54Drinkin cheap wine
3:56Easy whips
3:57And a cracker
3:58I'm the master blaster
4:00No one cuts faster
4:02The king of disaster
4:04Is who I'am ho
4:05And I'll be rippin the f**kin ryhmes
4:07And I'll make you mother s**t her pants bro
4:09So so
4:10You better watch your back
4:12Watch for me comin
4:14Watch for me comin
4:23In a 59 drop top blood red cadillac
They used to call me names Said I was just a wanna be But now they all pay to see What they were gettin for free How about them days and now You don't know what to say Ain't it funny how the sun can shine And hide away And it's a long way on a they say highway I'm still runnin A lonesome highway of uncut my way Can you feel me comin In a 59 drop top blood red cadillac Knock knockin Black bob at your door Still rockin Everybody say that Knock knockin They used to say ritchie boy He got no sense But now they say oh bobby man He was my best friend Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories And the times can change And no sense ritchie just But himself a big f**kin airplane I grew up in the back woods Hung in the crack hoods Learned to pimp Like a mack should I could have been a rich man like pops I never kissed a*s And those days since passed Here I stand like jesus I don't need this F**k you ho's can squeeze this I can't believe this I'm so wasted From all the fruits of life That I've tasted Never a clone on the microphone I got s**t built up Cause I never felt loved at home And all alones how I spend my free time Writin freal rhymes Drinkin cheap wine Easy whips And a cracker I'm the master blaster No one cuts faster The king of disaster Is who I'am ho And I'll be rippin the f**kin ryhmes And I'll make you mother s**t her pants bro So so You better watch your back Watch for me comin Watch for me comin In a 59 drop top blood red cadillac
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