Trucker Anthem — текст песни (Kid Rock f Uncle kracker)

Who`s in the house, Trucker
Who`s in the house, Trucker
Who`s in the house, Trucker
Who`s in the house, Trucker

Singin` hey now people here we come
Here we come, motherfuckers, here we kitty come come
You know what we do and where we`re from, Detroit baby
You got fifteen seconds to get to your seat now, ah yeah, uh
We`re gonna start this show and blow your minds now, yeah
Who`s in the house, who`s your uncle, Uncle Kracker

[Uncle Kracker]
Double Wide on the side, in the back of the bus
I`m your Uncle Kracker, sitting platinum plus
Double platinum, what, triple platinum, fuck
You`d be accountant, motherfucker if you add that up
Can you back that up, yeah, but what for
I`ve got a big brick house with two gold doors
What`s more than that, you need to shut my mouth
I`m the same motherfucker you been hearing about
`Kracker went pop`, no, I did the pop dash
Floatin` through the airwaves, pickin` up cash
I dropped Follow Me, people thought I went soft, shit
Chill, I`m still very difficult to fuck with

Straight out of the sticks of Romeo, Michigan
The early mornin` stoned, motherfucking pimp of the God damn nation
Yee-haw, motherfuckers, let`s rock
With the Kid, yes y`all ya dig, ya don`t stop
Got riffs to rock, brought booze to slam
Now who`s the man, Kid Rock, God damn
Back on the scene like a fiend for beats
Ain`t slept in weeks, got too many freaks
Seen too many geeks try to rock the rap
So I`m back with heat to unseat the wack
I`m a unpack and set up shop
I`m a step back and watch ya rock
I`m a bomb tracks to stop the pop
Then I`m a master-blast it through the aftershock
I got dug ditches to bury you bitches
Who whoa the flow, who wanna stop the show
So I`m a roll and throw another on point seven
From North of Detroit, way South of Heaven, yeah
Turn it up, uh, come on

Rock motherfucker with the T-B-T
Rollin` through your city like the General Lee
You wanna fuck with me, don`t test the odds
Cause your arms are too short to box with God
But if you send me your address, I`ll swing by
Call up your friends, I`ll get your whole fucking crew high
Say bye, bye, bye to the wack
And let it be known Kid Rock is back

Yeah, rollin` with the T-B-T
We`re gonna rock the house for my man Joe C.
Yeah, we`re gonna start this show
Come on, come on, yeah



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