Ya Keep On (Kid Rock)

Pass that dang coat boy I'm back My name aint Jack Tripper, but i'm a day tripper So watch me whip another funky rhyme East side swingin with the Boones wine Gettin mine, just like i'm supposed to And if you fuck with the Rock, i'll roast you A little toast to the real emcee's Aint no love for the wanna be's So, hey ho don't call me Joe Cause the Joe's i know, cant even flow I can battle rap, and all that other crap So if ya don't want none, better step to the back I'm from the motherfuckin ole school Basement party's and the Klem fool Talkin that trash, i wish you would Come step to Rock, it's all good Ya keep on, ya keep on Ya keep on, ya keep on Now it's the Marlboro smokin, fine hoe pokin Kind bud, be the bud's i'm tokin Hittin you straight with the fresh shit Wid western funk, and i'm the best biatch The K to the I to the chrome D's I'm the Grand Marquees sippin O-E Pimpin Rock, it's my name, my game Servin you hoe's like it aint no thing Like a kid when i rap, rock when i'm singin I don't care who comes, but what the fuck you bringin Shit, one time, one rhyme Cause i'm that motherfuckin ill one, with a steel dick Hittin you hoe's with the real shit Ya keep on, ya keep on Ya keep on, ya keep on Now if you don't know hoe, i'm the man in the dark I got more ripps than Stanly Clark Or George Clint, shoot, i'm the kid with the funky loot So if ya want some, get some If ya need some, here's some If ya don't just step to the rear son I'm commin with the quickness If you dis this biatch, you'll wind up on my hit list I'll put a bounty on your head Macomb County bitch, aint a good place to wind up dead Cause i'm a real relevent, elevent, type menace But it aint Rocky Dennis Watch me bang this rhyme in half I'm like Moses, with the mic. as my staph Layin down them 10 comandments Tho shall not dis the Rock God damnit Ya keep on, ya keep on Ya keep on, ya keep on Ya keep on, ya keep on Ya keep on, ya keep on