Where U At Rock

Bitch Where you at Rock, where you at Beep You fucking ass fucking hole Where you at Rock, where you at Where the fuck are you You fucking love me Yeah mother fucking right Where the fuck are you What are you doing Where you at Rock, where you at Fucking some groupie bitch Goodbye Fuck Off You know what I hope your fucking dick fucking falls off Where you at Rock, where you at And when it does, maybe you'll have some mother fucking time for me You fucking asshole Don't call me no more Where you at Rock, where you at Don't call Don't beg Don't call Nothing at all, bye Where you at Rock, where you at Beep Yo Rock it's Carp Ahh where you at man It's about 3 o'clock here in New York I guess it's about 8 o'clock in London Ahh your supposed to be at Abby Road finishing lyrics Where you at Rock, where you at I just got a call from one of these guys and he mentioned that you would Ahh that you were thinking about going to Amsterdam Which I just wanted to let you know that if you were pondering that Where you at Rock, where you at That it is not a good idea We have matchering in three days Where you at Rock, where you at Ahh just remind you I'm at the office, see ya Where you at Rock, where you at Beep Where you at rock, where you at Bobby where are you Where you at Rock, where you at It's Sunday afternoon at 4 o'clock You know I did ask you to be at 3 You promised me you'd be here Where you at Rock, where you at Were having a special party for the whole family It's Father's Day and I'm really upset Where you at Rock, where you at You know, we planned this whole thing around you Well Father's Day was the other day and yet you couldn't make it Where you at Rock, where you at So we made this whole party around you Now where the hell are ya Where you at Rock, where you at I'm really gettin a little heated Please call me right back, now Where you at Rock, where you at Beep Rock, it's Kracker What the fuck are you doing Where you at Rock, where you at I'm at the Tellstar This ghetto ass fuckin place with four smokin ass three bitches Ready to turn them the fuck out You were supposed to be here forty minutes ago What the fuck are you doin Ah call me back ah Yo, Yo, Yo Hey What the fuck are you doin Yo, yo, I'll be right, I'll be right there Aight See ya Peace Uh, I grew a herding cattle I got more rhymes than heroin 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 ya get the hell out I'll put your head out, this is my night How ya gonna step with Rock when I got the mic I shot the sheriff and the deputy too Paid off the feds now its 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 fuckers take shorts Mother fuckers 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'll 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 hurse 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 to the rear with your girl the fourties 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, Uh Where you at Rock, where you at One two and it don't stop Three Four and it don't quit One two and it 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 getttin 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 to the rear with the fourties 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, Uh Uh Where you at Rock, where you at Rock the house Yooooooooooo Come On 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 dick but I told ya so hoe Old Crow and a soul full of desperation I'm rockin up on the mic with no consideration For you're church or you're family Ayn Rand couldn't stand me so she banned me I'm like a dandy lion 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 gun fight Behind my back talkin shit But when I front your ass you wanna act like a little bitch Keep on and 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 to the rear with the fourties 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 Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh Where you at Rock, where you at Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh 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