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Do what you have to
 I do what I had to
 To break through a pick a style that sticks like glue
 And as I rank I wanna thank no one
 Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done
 You helped me around
 My parents put me down
 I never skipped town
 I stood my ground
 We kept showin up
 Drinkin and throwin up
 Rap was my life
 As I was growin up
 Actin a fool in school no one topped us
 Smart ass in class at times abnoxious
 Drivin a bronco
 Runnin my own show
 And pullin the look a like Marilyn Monroe hoes
 And me and Bo got together
 Made sense
 Spent many nights in Mt. Clemens basements
 I scratched records and performed a few tricks
 KDC mix let the Black man talk shit
 Pumpin the new sounds town to town
 Who holds it down like Bad Leroy Brown
 Now I won't stop cause yo I'm Kid Rock
 The Genuine Article
 They don't want me
 Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done
 F-F-Fames a costin the price ain't nice
 Its like the roll of the dice
 For a whole new life
 But don't get my song wrong
 I enjoy it alot
 Walkin around like a big shot
 Cause I'm Kid Rock
 Smooth as an ice cube
 Cool as an igloo
 And more complex, than a rubix cube
 A healthy wealthy young one with a quick tongue
 Smart from the start and from the heart my rhymes run
 And as I incline thru time to get mine
 I try not to slide, but walk a straight line
 Though it's hard when the climb gets steep
 The one who finds is the one who seeks
 So I sought and fought
 And alot I got taught
 And although I left those who stole got caught
 Many shows I rocked
 Many suckers I laughed at
 And those who snapped back usually got slapped
 The cat if I was strap
 Cause I was a sun of a gun
 Livin life on the run
 Now I pleaded 18 and outdone by none
 Bold, Young, Handsome, Bad like Bronson
 Pumpin the new sounds town to town
 And when in motown I cool out in Greektown
 On the upside with nuthin too high
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 They don't wnat me
 Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done
 Chuck nice break that beat down
 Uh huh... Uh huh.Uh huh
 KDC... huh
 Six Generations of rap and I'm first
 Ready to burst, the style is rehearsed
 I worked and worked and worked and I worked
 When many thought I was just gettin jerked
 Used, abused, but I paid my dues
 And now no one out there could fill my shoes
 And my pants and do this dance
 This shit didn't happen by chance
 It went slow not quick, but now I'm your pick
 Ain't that a trip when I started from zip
 And now up and up and up I wont stop
 The flop just pop the flat top the Kid Rock
 Yes me the low key MC
 With the ability to rock a party
 Anywhere and make people stare
 I'm lookin while I'm cookin with no care
 Pumpin the new sound town to town
 Who holds it down like bad Leroy Brown
 And still I wont stop growin this flat top
 The Genuine Article
 They don't want me
 Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done