How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over? I'll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side How many times? Pour a cup for the bitches that ain't scared to get down Get down, get down How many times I gotta? Light another for the bitches

Be the last time Be the last time I heard you Don't let the last time I held you Be the last time I felt you Wouldn't let you get away If I had another day So don't let the last time I saw you So don't let the last time I hurt you I'm sorry if I wasn't

Inside of aeons from chaotic spires A shell of frozen time Where beats the silent ocean Of shadows turned sublime Forces of inspiring luminescence Guide the hidden way I know that it will take me to Another golden age The sun will set forever Never to

Restless nights To take the one and only road I know Another place to bare my heart and soul Blackout in London Big time in Paris Hot shot in Dallas

I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell

The ashes that fall one more time Mourn the past and all that once shined The stones that gather left forever damned The absence of what was and what one can't understand The undertow that drags as you lose another day The voice that brought you peace

Kush ups, 'bout to roll a whole book up My weed man got the hook up Rolling up another pound every time you look up Big ass joints, them ones that leave you shook up Looking for me, I was at the crib doing kush ups Looking for me, I was at the crib doing

Just another microcosm somewhere in the ether Putting a world to rights with Bing Crosby eyes Oversharing and its bitter aftertaste Exactly the wrong time in exactly the wrong place Save it for a rainy day Baby, you go hard in the paint It's just another

I promise you there's times I'm not so sad Some days the good will even out the bad I know I'm married to my problems It's always in my head And I'm destined for greatness or death Destined for greatness or death I need another drug Sickness is in season

Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear Hey brother, need another over here Got the Kid Rock good time playlist on Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, let's get weird, y'all Brought to