Kid Rock - Detroit thang
Tekst :
It s a Detroit thing, everybody
It s a Detroit thing, tell your body
It s a Detroit thing, gonna show you right
It s a Detroit thing, yeah, yeah
I m bout to say the law, cause i m the K-I-D
I ll be whippin and flippin rhyms from the fuckin D
And for the peoples, and for the peoples
Aint nobody in the D bein equals to us
So i bust, cause it s a must that i go for my
With another funky Detroit rhyme, yeah
I got it all like Jack, and my shit is Phat, you know that
And ya dont stop, and ya dont stop
Somebody in the houes?
Somebody, can i get a little soul clap
Can i get a soul clap y all, a soul, a soul clap y all
There s a party in the D, where ya at yo
It s a Detroit thing, everybody
It s a Detroit thing, tell your body
It s a Detroit thing, gonna show you right
It s a Detroit thing, yeah, yeah
I be bustin and fluckin, for the mother fucks
Cause i m the biggin with the rock
Who got the gettin ducks
Talkin bout John Lee, I m talkin bout the P funk
Come on lets get drunk
Get a glass of wine, you ll be feelin fine
Rock is on the mic., i m bout to go for mine
Got my shoelaces laced up, my hat turned back
My shit is Phat, you know that
It s a Detroit thing, everybody
It s a Detroit thing, tell you bout it
It s a Detroit thing, yeah, yeah
It s a Detroit thing
Aint talkin bout Philly, no
Aint talkin bout DC., no
Aint talkin bout New Orleans, where they say the funk got started
I m talkin bout the D, i m talkin bout the D y all
I m talkin bout the D
It s a Detroit thing
Yes, yes y all, A free freak y all
To the beach y all, so unique y all
I rock, rock y all, i m Kid Rock y all
There s a party in the D, where ya at yo
It s a Detroit thing, gonna show you right
It s a Detroit thing, same same
It s a Detroit thing, everybody
It s a Detroit thing, tell your body
It s a Detroit thing, gonna show you right
It s a Detroit thing, yeah, yeah
And ya dont stop, and ya dont quit
And ya dont stop, stop, stop
Let ya body rock, and ya rock a shot
Like in the sure shot
Cause you know i got the fuckin rhyms that ll make you say hooahh
Bring it down
Y all know what the fuck i m talkin bout
Dont even stand there in the front
Put your hands in the air y all
Lets rock one more time, here we go
It s a Detroit thing, everybody
It s a Detroit thing, gonna show you right
It s a Detroit thing
It s a Detroit thing
Inne utwory
American Bad Ass Dark & Gray Fuck off Blow me Son of Detroit Black bob Lowlife I am Country boy can survive Super ryhme maker Wasting time What i learned out on the road Classic rock 3 Sheets to the wind Run off to L.A I am the bullgod Cocky Losowe utwory
I ve got dreams and aspirations
And I m pretty good at conversations
I ve got a heart I want to give
But I need someone to share it with
I love music and don t mind dancing
I m easygoing, a little bit old-fashioned
I m a sucker for sunsets, but the trouble is
I need...
Driving through town just my boy and me
With a happy meal in his booster seat
Knowing that he couldn’t have the toy
Till his nuggets were gone
Green traffic light turned straight to red
I hit my breaks and mumbled under my breath
As fries went a flying and his orange drink covered his lap
Well...
Nein - anders will ich s nicht
warum fragst du plötzlich so
ja - ich lieb dein gesicht
warum fragst du plötzlich so
all die jahre - welche jahre
welche jahre - all die jahre
ich mein unsere
du meinst deine...
It always put me on the edge,
To think of all the spoilt lives
Today I’m one step further
Not sure if I’ve survived myself
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction
Whatever happens in my dreams
I know it can’t be worse than this
So I prefer to sleep
Czego ja się boję,
To południa dawny świat.
Gdy osoby mojej
bezpieczeństwo, strzeże mnie.
W którą stronę skręcić,
Muszę równie lecz nie mogę w niej.
Kto na prostej drodze
Ma pierwszeństwo a kto nie.
Nagle się zapala sygnał.
Stop czerwone swiatło masz.
Niech się Tobie nie wydaje,
Że juz dobrze drogę znasz.
A tam są wyboje,
tutaj gładki asfalt mam.
Więc po której stronie,
domy...