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Kid Rock - Cramp Ya Style Lyrics |
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| Current Rating: None | Everything I do gonna be funny
New Player on the field so yield and get
back
To the wall
Cause I'm playin ya all
Like a game
K-I-D is the
name
Some complain
And they got a little fame
And it's a shame
For
what its worth
I'm down with earth
Pourin it on like Ms.
Butterworth
Rich and thick
Kinda quick not slow
The rhymes I fit into
flow
All in a row, from the intro
To the end so, ho
Put down the
microphone and go
Step a side as I make room to bloom
Any opposing goo
gets placed in a tomb
As soon as I grip the mic to get loose
Don't dispute
cuz ya got no juice
Meanwhile I kick a rhyme from the pile
Huh, As I Cramp
your style (style...style)
Cramp your style (Cramp your style...cramp
your style)
Get down on your knees and pray when I break you
Down with
a sound
Comin down with a pound
Or a bang
If you can't hang with the
slang
That I exploit
Comin straight from Detroit
Rough without a doubt
or a question
Kid Rock here in the flesh
And addressin and defining
certain issues
To diss you (he diss me..aheo)
So wipe the tears from your
eyes
You cant hide so don't be surprised
When I dismiss you from your
throne
And send you home
As a Kid Rock clone
Cause I can hold my
own
Like ya hold a milkbone
Simple as this with a grip that won't
quit
So when I hit the skit
That's it
So don't come in face with the
base
And remember your just an imitation
Don't get buckwhile
In fact
don't smile
Cause I'll pull your file
As I Cramp your style
(style...style)
Cramp your style (cramp your style...cramp your
style)
I'll claim the boundries of my domain
Detroit...Detroit
Fresh,
I'm from the Midwest
From MoTown...From MoTown
I'm like steel or
concrete yo cause I'm the hardest
Down with a label known to be the
largest
Not bein modest don't even think of tryin to hang
Cause yo Kid
Rock rolls like a Stop O
I roll thick
I roll heavy
D-Nice justs keeps
the pace steady
So get ready to feel the pain
I'm Kid Rock drivin girls
insane
So listen rappers and get to the program
Breakin ya down is the Kid
rock slogan
And any rapper who thinks about dissin
You know what I'll
say?
I got a great big dick
So anyone who can't adjust
Gets rust
And
then bites the dust
Be ready to walk a mile
Cause I'll smack that Kool-Aid
smile
As I Cramp your style (style...style)
Cramp your style (cramp your
style...cramp your style)
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