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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Vocals
Monster Truck
Monster Truck
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert J. Ritchie
Robert J. Ritchie
Songwriter
Jon Harvey
Jon Harvey
Songwriter
Jeremy Widerman
Jeremy Widerman
Songwriter
Brandon Bliss
Brandon Bliss
Songwriter
Steve Kiely
Steve Kiely
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Producer

Lyrics

Fuck all you hoes! Detroit 'til I die, motherfucker! Talkin' all that bullshit! Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! I'm a moonshine sipper, straight slippin' in the darkness Far from heartless, I'm more like the sharpest Tool in the shed, no, I've never been the smartest But make no mistake, I hit the fucking hardest Devil without a cause, you heard me scream it And 20 years later, bitch, I still fucking mean it Bucka bucka, you ain't never met a motherfucker like this Kiss my ass, then you can suck a dick Sideways, my way or the highway, listen up Ain't nothing changed here, I still don't give a fuck So what the fuck's up with all the backlash? You snowflakes, here's a news flash! Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! Years ago, we all thought it was a joke, see That every kid got a motherfuckin' trophy But, yo, homie, here's the situation: A nation of pussies is our next generation! And these minions and their agendas Every opinion has a millennial offended But this amendment one, it rings true And if you don't dissent, bitch, then see number two Ain't nothin' new: right church, wrong pew Get a clue, a crew, your fake news and views Can all get the bottom of my motherfuckin' shoe I'm the last of a few still screamin', "Fuck you!" Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! Oh, I'm gonna soar like an eagle My wings will carry me away (I ain't never goin' down) I got the heart of a lion And I get stronger every day You'll never tell me shit, you'll never flip my script Because I'm more outrageous than the Vegas strip You're like Mayberry, bitch, I'm hard and crisp High-risk Hillbilly, but I'm filthy rich You're like Milli Vanilli, kinda silly and shit I'm like Shotgun Willie, smokin' Phillies and shit I'm like Reverend Run or David Lee Roth Like Springsteen, bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' boss James Dean shit, I'm more like Brad Pitt A little less pretty, but I slang more dick I twang more riffs, I slide through grass I rip more lines than a ten pound bass Pass the mic, I'm like Sloe Gin Fizz It ain't nobody, it ain't nobody Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live!
Writer(s): Robert Ritchie, Steven Kiely, Brandon Deavitt W Bliss, Jonathan Harvey, Jeremy Bradford Widerman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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