hope ya (Got yourself a gun) You ain't real, hope ya (Got yourself a gun) It's the return of the Prince, the boss This is real hardcore, Kid Rock and
the record sto', never let me go, get my whole collection. [chorus] [verse 3] It's - the - return of the prince, the boss This is real hardcore, kid rock
is just a blast movin' very fast (Blast, blast, blast, blast) Better stay on top or life will kick you in the ass Follow me into a solo Remember that, kid
't trust a soul cause niggaz threw rocks up at the Lord The cash aint right there the mask is right there Niggaz try P I'ma blast 'em right there You
or get cut wit ya own blade The chrome raise, put ya guts on ya own leg Nigga I'm sick o' them full-blown AIDS And my block got more rocks, than the stone
shit Now who you rocking with them or us Deep love or cheap lust QB or bust Infamous til we pass on You're laughing at the wrong kid I take action The
shake it Whassup now? Whassup now? Whassup now? Whassup now? Whassup now? Yo Red, c'mon, get back to the track man I wanna get out of here Yo kid chill
run it, 600, glassy top Rock them light gray wrist shit, flash the rocks The red, the yellow, the green, causin' traffic stops Bitch please, never freeze, gonna blast
kid Then I slide out the crib hunt down my pray The look in my eyes like I sniffed some yay Ran up their homes and blast away He passed away twin got
we gonna bounce off this ninety-five Soul assassins, Cypress Hill joint Yo, we want everybody out there to throw their hands up So get it on kid Fresh
atomic bombing the populous Shock the metropolis hostile as a kid popping the Glock at his moms And his pops then he hops in his drop with his iPod rocking
old niece No one, no one's iller than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the 313 No one, no one is iller than me It's Bizarre Kid straight from the
Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers Scott La Rock had emm
messages You're too sensitive, checkin out our references The turntable and microphone specialist It's the Reflection kid, it's the Reflection kid It's the Reflection kid
-Tek yes you're ruling hip-hop Say J. Rawls yes you're ruling hip-hop Redefinition say you're ruling hip-hop Say Black Star come to rock it non... Yo
Crew pit, useless, they got they tools missin Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven Yo, you go one for my hustle (hustle) Two to rock rhyme (two to rock rhyme) From the muscle kid
are now rockin' with the Bar Exam 3! The most interesting man in the world. [Chorus - Royce] B3 go "Hard hard hard" Nickel Nine go "Hard hard hard" Kid