Don’t Tell Me How to Live lyrics

[Intro: Kid Rock & Monster Truck]
f*ck all you hoes!
Detroit 'til I die, motherf*cker!
Talkin' all that bullsh*t!
Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live!

[Verse 1: Kid Rock]
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 f*cking hardest
Devil without a cause, you heard me scream it
And twenty years later, b*tch, I still f*cking mean it
Bucka bucka, you ain't never met a motherf*ckеr like this
Kiss my ass, then you can suck a di*k
Sideways, my way or thе highway, listen up
Ain't nothing changed here, I still don't give a f*ck
So what the f*ck's up with all the backlash?
You snowflakes, here's a news flash!

[Interlude: Monster Truck]
Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live!

[Verse 2: Kid Rock]
Years ago, we all thought it was a joke, see
That every kid got a motherf*ckin' 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, b*tch, 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 motherf*ckin' shoe
I'm the last of a few still screamin', "f*ck you!"
[Hook: Monster Truck]
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 got the heart of a lion
I get stronger every day

[Verse 3: Kid Rock]
You'll never tell me sh*t, you'll never flip my script
Because I'm more outrageous than the Vegas strip
You're like Mayberry, b*tch, I'm hard and crisp
High-risk hillbilly, but I'm filthy rich
You're like Milli Vanilli, kinda silly and sh*t
I'm like Shotgun Willie, smokin' Phillies and sh*t
I'm like Reverend Run or David Lee Roth
Like Springsteen, b*tch, I'm the motherf*ckin' boss
James Dean sh*t, I'm more like Brad Pitt
A little less pretty, but I slang more di*k
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

[Outro: Monster Truck]
Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live!