- Голоса:
- Композиторы:
- Ritchie
- R.j./shafer
- Matthew/trombly
- James Kenneth
- Жанры:
- Rock
- Теги:
- hard rock
- kid rock
- rap rock
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Kid Rock - Текст песни Black Bob
They used to call me names
Said I was just a wannabe
But now they all pay to see
What they were gettin' free
How about them days and now
You don't know what to say
Ain't it funny how the sun can shine
And then hide away
And it's a long way on a they say highway
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way
Can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly and if you judge me
Better watch for me comin'
In a 59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black bob at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
They used to say that Ritchie boy
He got no sense (Oohoo)
But now they say oh Bobby man
He was my best friend (Oohoo)
Ain't it funny how the glory and the stories
And the times can change (Oohoo)
And no sense Ritchie just
But himself a big fuckin' airplane
And it's a long way on a they say highway
I'm still runnin'
A lonesome freeway of uncut my way
Can you feel me comin'
A tombstone ugly and if you judge me
Better watch for me comin'
In a 59 drop top blood red Cadillac
Knock knockin'
Black bob at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knocking
Looking for the payback
I grew up in the back woods
Hung in the crack hoods
I learned to pimp
Like a mack should
I could have been a rich man like pops
I never kissed ass
And those days since passed
Here I stand like Jesus
I don't need this
Fuck you hoes can squeeze this
I can't believe this
I'm so wastedKid Rock - Black Bob - http://ru.motolyrics.com/kid-rock/black-bob-lyrics.html
From all the fruits of life
That I've tasted
Never a clone on the microphone
I got shit built up
Cause I never felt loved at home
And all alones how I spend my free time
Writin' freak rhymes
And drinkin' cheap wine
Easy whips
And a cracker
I'm the master blaster
No one cuts faster
The king of disaster's
Who I am hoe
And I'll be rippin' the fuckin' rhymes
And I'll make you mother shit 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
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Still rockin'
Everybody say that
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Looking for the payback
Knock kockin''
Hey Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Where is Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
There goes Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Look around Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Let me in
Knock knockin'
Let me in
Knock knockin'
Hey Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Oooooh
Knock knockin'
Black bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Oooooh
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Hey Black Bobby
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door
Knock knockin'
Black Bobby at your door