Key: F# minor
Verse 1
G#m
You knew that I was coming
'cause you heard my name
F#
But you don't know my game
B
and never felt my pain
C#
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
G#m
And got scared when you heard that
I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
F#
Give thanks I'm alive
when I should be dead
B
C#
Uh, I'm in the red cause my
mind's distortin'
G#m
People claim in' that they know me,
but they only know a portion
I'ma move mountains
and touch the sun
Don't get scared now,
B
you knew this day would come
D
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
B
F#
And fuck all you hoes
B
G#m
'Cause it's been
Verse 2
a long time
comin' but I finally broke
B
G#m
Like an egg yolk, I ain't no joke
B
G#m
Like some uncut dope motherfucker,
Kid Rock's to blame
B
G#m
Same game, same name,
C#
B
ain't a damn thing changed
G#m
B
G#m
No sell-out, I I ain't no ho, fuck the radio,
comin' from the R-O-M-E-O
B
G#m
Watch Watch Watch Watch
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
B
G#m
Self-made and and paid and
C#
G#m
sold off twelve gauges
C#
G#m
Up that ass for the nine-eight, nine-eight
Never Never Never fake, shake,
straight from the Great Lakes
B
G#m
Seven years on wax comin' correct
Flat-out, you you diss me punk,
F#
that's when I pull the strap out
B
And I get to buck-buck-bucking,
G#m
I'm I'm I'm fuck-fuck-fucking your your your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin' this shit,
B
G#m
Top-Dog I'm I'm the CEO
Role model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-O
F#
G#m
My My My My My motto, "be cool,
keep pimpin'"
B
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
G#m
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
B
We bust Biltmore Beavers in Top Dog coats
G#m
We float like butterflies,
B
sting like queen bees
G#m
Strapped with AKs straight
B
from the Chinese
G#m
What the fuck's goin' on in the D
B
G#m
Bunch of white boys pimpin'
like the K-I-D
And And And it's all good,
B
I got love for my honkeys
G#m
B
We roll thick, kick ass like donkeys
G#m
C#
Anybody fucks with you and I'm
B
gonna mack 'em
Verse 3
G#m
Devil without a cause,
F#
I'm going platinum
G#m
B
I'm going platinum,
G#m
B
G#m
I'm going platinum
B
I'm going platinum, devil without a cause,
G#m
I'm going platinum
Interlude 1
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
Verse 4
G#m
Yeah, we come to party,
so get down everybody (come on)
F#
Yeah, we come to party
G#m
I went from
Verse 5
St. Claire shores
B
and drink specials at Winners
G#m
To New York City and seven
hundred-dollar dinners
B
dinners
G#m
From hangin' with sinners
and secondhand cheap sex
B
G#m
To gettin' much respect
C#
B
from top record execs
G#m
The cool Kid's claimin' up to call you out
B
G#m
So shut up now or put my
B
balls in your mouth
G#m
Bet that ass, hoss, I ain't forgot
B
G#m
When I was tossed in the
dime bin and left to rot
C#
Used to call me funny when my
G#m
nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin'
Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want
to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down
I never seen 'em around
B
G#m
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you, I got a brand new team
C#
G#m
No triple beams, it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs,
B
drop-top, and and jacuzzi
C
G#m
No more floozies,
only high-class hoes
A couple when it rains and
a few when it snows
C
F##
G#m
A brand new nose to go along
with my habit
B
And a garden hose made
out of twenty-four karat
G#m
karat
Bought a couple parots that like to squak
B
G#m
And they sound like you
and all the shit you talk
B
G#m
Step inside my shoes,
you couldn't fill em' doc
B
G#m
You're too old to kid,
F#
too soft to rock
G#m
I already did what most love to shout
Seven years on wax
and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all
over your test of time
Verse 6
G#m
I'm going platinum,
B
G#m
I'm going platinum
F#
G#m
B
Oh, I'm going platinum,
G#m
B
we're going platinum
Devil without a cause,
G#m
I'm going platinum
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
Devil, dev il, devil, devil
G#m
B
G#m
Verse 7
Straight out of the
streets of Taylor
Three-foot high, high,
F#
G#m
F##
D
G#m
ready to get fly
C#
Joe C
Verse 8
C#
B
I'm the J-O-E to to to the C, ho
G#m
Call me Joe C,
F#
G#m
F#
got more game than Coleco
G#m
I'm a freak, ho, call me sick
C#
Three-foot-nine with with
G#m
with a ten- foot dick
dick
B
The ladies' pick, I'm a crazy hick
G#m
And rake through kind like a
B
bum through wine
G#m
It's my time so I'm gonna
B
shine like glass
G#m
B
Old as piss, but small as ass
G#m
B
Watch me cash, smoke some hash
G#m
You're raking grass while I'm
B
raking cash
G#m
B
High-ass voice, voice, like Aaron Neville
And I'm down with The Devil
G#m
B
Say we like to party, rock the party
G#m
B
G#m
(We like to party, rock the party)
B
We like to party, rock the party
G#m
B
G#m
(We like to party, rock the party)
F#
B
You like to party, rock the party
G#m
B
G#m
(We like to party, rock the party)
B
You like to party, rock the party
G#m
Devil without a cause, I'm going platinum
Outro 1
B
G#m
B
G#m
F#
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
B
G#m
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