new beginnings More money or window trimmings And if the good Lord's willin', I'm a keep on chillin', refillin' and flyin' high Flyin' high In an old lawn chair Flyin' high
in the coffee The doctor said y'all feedin the family too much marger-ine Uncle Fedley screamin out, the {?} workin the boy too hard Birds flyin by my rockin
ATL Georgia To New York City The Kings have Arrived Let's Rock Let's Rock uh huh Don't Stop Let's Rock Don't Stop Let's Rock Let's Rock Don't Stop [
to measure My Clan a make me rhyme like D. Banner under pressure No surprise, double disc touched five Those elements, kept environments colonized with the high flyin
like Mariah and Nick Fly in the '60 U.F.O. Unidentified flyin object on twenty-fo's More money more hoes, more money more clothes Smoke that AK-48, not bullshit 'dro (yeah) I rock
goin' Kid Rock crazy Wicked witches be flyin' on broomsticks, Kid Rock be comin' with the boom boom boom biatch I from the sticks biatch Straight from the RO "Kid Rock
new beginnings More money or window trimmings And if the good Lord?s willin?, I?m a keep on chillin?, refillin? and flyin? high Flyin? high In an old lawn chair Flyin? high
'm MJ, fuck what you're man say, I got a new cannon that's hologram gray, Hey, I can do this all day, got my uniform on high off the cron cron It used
tequila so I swallow the liter How can life feel sweeter (cant) So I passed out rolled up do it again Wont neva roll up ya crew in the wind High velocity high
you know about it [Verse 2] Just when you thought that I had put back on my clothes Look at here, there he is, flyin out the side door Time to rock &
lyrical material that's all that Like a two point five carat clustered jew-el Rock like Patti La-Belle Cause everything is real kid, you dead up Dissect
(Hold up Royce, hold on) [Kid Vishis] For those that don't know me Allow me to reintroduce myself My name is {*chk-chk, BOOM*} yeah, Kid Vishis That
they tools missin Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven [Black Thought] Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle) Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme) From the muscle kid
rather build my life Cause it's a kid with a chance It's a rock and roll band It's a farmer cuttin' hay It's a big flag flyin' in the summer wind Over
around, cover ground Throw it on the brother now, you swore I had your mother on the ground High rollers that know us Crisp pop, giftshop, hollas that rock
he saw) This kid found what we didn't even know we were lookin' for (After this journey it seemed nothin' was sure) But when the kid noticed it he proved
rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock, don't stop, let's rock Let's rock, let
