Songtext zu 'Roving Gangster (Rollin')' von Kid Rock

Everything's tight from my loot to my friends
I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends
HUH I've been that route...too many times
If I ain't stabbed in the back I ain't fightin' no crime
I wish for that which my heart holds near
But ain't nobody playin' what I'm tryin' to hear
I've been sayin' for years that the fakes wouldn't last
You were jockin' that bullshit, now you look like an ass
Get gassed in your garage of sickness
As I bring a little swing into your world of stiffness
'Cause I've got plenty of rhymes to spill
Ain't got nothin' more than time to kill
Form like a blister, drink like a failure
Rip like a twister right through a trailer
Park after dark is when you'll see me comin'
My gun's gunnin' and the 808's hummin'
Raw Raw Rip Rock Rude
Sample anything I like and never get sued
At 18 I had a hardcore attitude
When I turned 19 I was touring with Ice Cube
It's true...I'm from the old school
Where the rules don't bend and the beats don't end
No place to be I gotta let these knuckles know who the fuck I be
I'm still the...body rocking ???? emcee...so clap your hands to what he's doing
I'm a razor blade slittin' through a wrist of hate
I'm a contradiction...I'm a twist of fate

See me rollin'
You got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searchin' underneath the sun

I'm dead as shit, but I ain't been killed
See I'm a Mack, I'm a truck, but I'm Peter built
I am the Trucker and my ego's large
I'm the K to the I...call me sarge
Roll number seven...raise south of heaven
See my crew comin' hear them Harley's revvin'
I'm steppin' to your crew with a glick of hits
Got 3 LP's but I ain't got no hits
And I'm a greatful, hateful, little son of a G
I'm a deadhead runnin' from the D-P-D
Got soul so plagued with the rhythms cancer
Grab a pole and you'll be swingin' like a topless dancer
Biltmore Beavers and a Top Dog Coat Top car 4 Vogues on a hundred spokes
Got a roundtrip ticket to the promised land
If it ain't all that...i'll be back my man

Rolllin' you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneath the sun
Rolllin' you got me ro-o-o-llin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneat the sun

Days roll by…they roll too fast I said days roll by...I watch them pass

Yeah you wanna roll with Rock And party with crews that just don't stop uh-huh

Rolllin' you got me rollin'
I'm rollin'
Searching undearneath the sun
Searching undearneath the sun
Searching undearneath the sun

I'm a pimp, you can check my stats
And rollin' a Fleetwood that's how I mack
I rock all the tracks, so the world knows
I love all the girls smack all the hoes
Show love to those who come real with it
Life's a bitch but I deal with it
I'm in it to win it like Yzerman
Can drink about 15 Heinekins
I'm not born again but if I was
I'd ask to come back with a little more love
Puffin' a Winston, drinkin? a four-oh
Kid Rock and I'm gonna let you know
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind

It's been a couple of months in this smokey room
Eatin' shrooms, drinking Boone's
Writin' tunes and hoping to get
One of these motherfucking songs to hit
A little bit of love that's all I need
A little inspiration in a bag of weed
A seed to plant so my tree can grow
You know I left my girl cause I don't need that
H-o-o-old-up wait a minute I'm about to flow
Like a breeze through the trees you can watch me blow

Puffin' a Winston, drinkin' a four-oh
Kid Rock and I'm gonna let you know
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind

Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Free my mind... Ooohhh yeah

I ain't no rough guy, ain't no tough guy
Don't get out much, and don't dress up fly
A pawn in the game that's all I am
Givin' all my duckets to Uncle Sam fuck it
I'm free to do what I please little lady
I was born at night but not last night baby
I've been around, seen some things
I've slept in dumpsters, got high with kings
I don't bring much, ain't got a lot to say
But I got more time then Morris Day

Puffin' a Winston, drinkin' a four-oh
Kid Rock and I'm gonna let you know
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind
Smokin' and drinkin'
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, thinking, trying to free my mind
Tryin' to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind
Wastin' my time....hey I'm smokin'...hey I'm drinkin'...tryin' to free my mind
I been sittin' here just wastin' time...drinking, smoking, trying to free my mind