Where U at Rock

Uh, I grew up herding cattle

I got more rhymes than h****n in Seattle

You wanna battle with the Rock quit frontin'

I'll spit on your ass and then tell you that you ain't nothin'

Grab your honey and your beer and I'll break South

Take your money then I'll tell you, "Get the hell out!"

I'll put your head out, this is my night

How you gonna step with Rock when I got the mic?

I shot the sheriff and the deputy too

Paid off the Feds, now it's all about my crew

What you hoes wanna do?

One at a time or all at once

I'll still roll through your whole crew

Like a south-bound trucker

Hoss and mother****ers take shorts

Mother****ers take a loss

And when you step with your anger

I'm like the robot from lost in space (danger danger)

I give a warning but if you don't take it

I'll put my arm around your neck

Like we're cool, then I'll break it

It's all real, cop a feel from my steel

Here's the deal when I say clap your hands like a seal

Or better yet give respect where it's earned

You eat me up, I'm like a hot pepper and you might get burned

You took a turn for the worst

Walked up in my face rode away in a hearse

(Now how you gonna front on that?)

Kid Rock's in the house, that's where I'm at

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over here in the rear with your girl and the 40's of beer

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

One, two, and you don't stop

Three, four, and you don't quit

One, two, and you don't stop

From the depths of Hell to God's right-hand side

I'm what's left of the get-paid, self-made pride

I'll step in stride, I'm raw as cow hide

My first LP is still sellin', that ain't no Jive

Am I the chosen one?

Some people ain't gettin' where I'm comin' from

Or where I'm goin' to stand back

Kid Rock's in the house, that's where I'm at

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over here in the rear with your girl and the 40's of beer

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

(Rock the house, yo)

And I'll be the long-haired wizard with the lazy eye

Ask the ladies and they'll tell ya that I'm crazy fly

I'm steppin' to the mic like a soldier, bro

I hate to sound like a d**k but I told you so, ho

Old Crow and a soul full of desperation

I'm rockin' up on the mic with no consideration

For your church or your family

Ayn Rand couldn't stand me, so she banned me

I'm like a dandelion, Jack

You can cut me down and then I'll pop right back

And attack from the back like a great white

I'm not down with the scrappin' but I'm down for the gunfight

Behind my back, talkin' shit

But when I front your ass, you wanna act like a little b***h

Keep on and you get your ass macked

Kid Rock's in the house, that's where I'm at

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over here in the rear with your girl and the 40's of beer

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over there with the bad attitude cause I just don't care

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over here, over here, uh over here

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over there with the bad attitude 'cause I just don't care

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over here, over here, uh over here

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)

Over there with the bad attitude 'cause I just don't care

(Where you at, Rock, where you at?)