Shotgun Blast lyrics

[Intro]
Aw, sh*t!
Kid Rock back in this motherf*cking house!

[Chorus]
Feel the effects of my shotgun blast
Mothers crying from these shotgun blasts
Feel the effects of my shotgun blast
People dying from these shotgun blasts

[Verse 1]
'Cause I'm ripping, flipping, cripping, like a real one does
So if your rap's wrapped in jack, sweep it under the rug
'Cause I'mma go above that, beyond the calls of my f*cking duty
'Cause all these corny, phony MCs nowadays don't move me
So I'mma show it proof, G, so make waves
I got a full-time pay, start to dig graves
Because I'm burying MCs and sharing their ladies
Now you rolled hoes are carrying my babies

[Bridge 1]
Grab me, it never hurt no one
A broken home always hurts someone
Grab me, it never hurt no one
I saw kids get shot, don't sell guns
[Verse 2]
And still I rip it, flip it, grip it like a real one does
Rocking, shocking on the stage, with a hella steady buzz
From a 5th of ol' Jimmy Beam
We frying MCs up just like some motherf*cking Jimmy Dean
Sausage patties and smoking cabbies like it's nothing
Drinking more Colt's than the 45 king
Swinging MCs like a cow-hand's rope
And if the gun's too loud, oh, boy, I'm straight slitting throats

[Bridge 2]
'Cause that's the way I like to do sh*t, homes
Every time I get my gamble on
Yeah, that's the way I like to do sh*t, homes
I never stay in one spot, I was born to roam

[Verse 3]
Feel like I got bank, but it's not enough, friend
'Cause I want more bank, see, than my grandkids could ever spend
So if you need some cheap sl*t, then speak up
Most hoes know not to ask for cash, 'cause I'm a cheap f*ck

[Chorus]
Feel the effects of my shotgun blast
Mothers crying from these shotgun blasts
Feel the effects of my shotgun blast
People dying from these shotgun blasts