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Forever
56,894
Rock
Forever was released on November 19, 2001 by Top Dog/Atlantic as a part of the album Cocky
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AlbumCocky
Release DateNovember 19, 2001
LabelTop Dog/Atlantic
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM91

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Lead Vocals
Jason Edward Krause
Jason Edward Krause
Electric Guitar
Paradime
Paradime
Background Vocals
Uncle Kracker
Uncle Kracker
Background Vocals
Kenny Olson
Kenny Olson
Lead Guitar
Stefanie Eulinberg
Stefanie Eulinberg
Drums
Jimmie Bones
Jimmie Bones
Organ
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert J. Ritchie
Robert J. Ritchie
Songwriter
Matthew Shafer
Matthew Shafer
Songwriter
Frederick Beauregard
Frederick Beauregard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kid Rock
Kid Rock
Producer
Al Sutton
Al Sutton
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, I'm back, the fog has lifted
The earth has shifted, and raised the gifted
You knew I'd be back, so pack your bone
And hit the road Jack, cause daddy's home
[Verse 2]
With the funky hot riffs, thick like Al Roker
Pumpin' out hits, gettin' chips like Oprah
Bitch I told ya, do not hate
Or question the music I make
[Verse 3]
I make (Punk rock)
And I mix it with the (Hip hop)
I getcha higher than a (Tree top)
You wanna roll with the (Kid Rock)
[Verse 4]
I make (Southern Rock)
And I mix it with the (Hip hop)
Got money like (Fort Knox)
I'll forever be the (Kid Rock)
Forever
[Verse 5]
The junky's are, still cigar puffin'
Still the same cause I ain't changed nothin'
Huffin' and puffin', I got two rookies
All in check, doin' the redneck boogie
[Verse 6]
The king is back, to retract the wack
Repack my sack, with the double fat back
Forget all that, I'm still singin'
And like kids on monkey bars, I'm still swingin'
[Verse 7]
Thought I got dusty, thought I'd get rusty
Thought I'd get rich and quit, oh he must be
Fat and ugly, broke, black and blue
But I'm trim fit, rich and back for round two
[Verse 8]
Red, white and the Pabst Blue Ribbon
Dead right, that's how I'm livin'
Givin' you more, than that frauds and fakes
They can't make the kinda music I make
[Verse 9]
I make (Punk rock)
And I mix it with the (Hip hop)
Get ya higher than a (Tree top)
You wanna roll with the (Kid Rock)
[Verse 10]
I make (Southern Rock)
And I mix it with the (Hip hop)
Got money like (Fort Knox)
I forever be the (Kid Rock)
Forever
[Verse 11]
The black cat is back, in original form
The legible, credible, inevitable storm
Way past the norm', still misbehavin'
Finger in the air and the flag still wavin'
[Verse 12]
Young clone don't test the boss
'Cause I got this song like Betsy Ross
You can floss and front, you can taunt and tease
But you can't fuck with rhymes like these
[Verse 13]
Thumpin' like a drum kit with wrists to split picks
Bumpin' for the kids who twist splifs and sip fifths
I got the gift I'm about the unwrap it
(Eight ball, side pocket)
Eight ball in my jacket
[Verse 14]
Pussy and blow, you know how I live
You can't say that Kid, fuck off I just did
Watch me twirl, like Earl the pearl
Or just keep on Kid Rockin' in the free world
[Verse 15]
(Punk Rock)
And I mix it with the (Hip hop)
Get ya higher than a (Tree top)
You wanna roll with the (Kid Rock)
[Verse 16]
I make (Southern Rock)
And I mix it with the (Hip hop)
Got money like (Fort Knox)
I forever be the (Kid Rock)
Forever
[Verse 17]
(Punk Rock)
Forever
(Hip hop)
Forever
(Southern Rock)
Forever
(Kid Rock)
[Verse 18]
(Punk Rock)
Forever
(Hip hop)
Forever
(Southern Rock)
Forever
(Kid Rock)
[Verse 19]
Forever
Written by: Frederick Beauregard, Frederick Louis Beauregard IV, Matthew Shafer, Robert J. Ritchie
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