Kid Rock

Cramp Ya Style

Kid Rock


Everything I do Gonna be funny 
New Player on the field so yield and get back 
To the wall 
Cuz I'm playin Ya all 
Like a game 
K-I-D is the name 
Some complain 
And they got a little fame 
And its a shame 
For what its worth 
I'm down to earth 
Pourin it on like Mrs. Butterworth 
Rich and thick 
Kinda quick not slow 
The rhymes I fit into flow 
All in a row 
From the intro 
To the end so ho 
Put down the microphone and go 
Step a side as I make room to bloom 
Any of your goon gets placed in a tomb 
As soon as I grip the mic 
To get loose 
Dont dispute cuz ya got no juice 
Meanwhile I kick a rhyme from the pile 
(huh) As I Cramp your style 
Cramp your style 
Get down on yer knees and pray as I break u 
Down with a sound 
Comin down with a pound 
Or a bang 
If you cant hang with the slang 
That I exploit 
Comin straight from Detroit 
Rough with out a doubt or a question 
Kid Rock here in the flesh 
And I'm adressin and defining certain issues 
To diss you 
So wipe the tears from your eyes 
You cant hide so dont be surprised 
When I dismiss you from your throne 
And send you home 
As A kid rock clone 
Cuz I can hold my own Like ya hold a milkbone 
Simple as this with a grip that wont quit 
So when I hit the skit 
Thats it 
So dont come in face with the base 
And Remember your just an imitation 
Dont get buck while 
In fact dont smile 
Cuz I'll pull your file 
As I Cramp your style 
Cramp your style 
I'll clean the boundries of my domain Detroit 
Fresh, I'm from the Midwest From MoTown 
I'm like steel or concrete cuz yo I'm the hardest 
One with a label known to be the largest 
Not bein modest dont even think of tryin to hang 
Cuz yo kid rock rolls like Castopo 
I roll thick I roll heavy 
D-Nice justs keeps the pace steady 
So get ready to feel the pain 
I'm Kid Rock Drivin girls insane 
So listen rappers and get to the program 
Breakin ya down is the Kid rock slogan 
And any rapper who thinks about dissin 
You know what I'll say? 
I got a great big dick 
So anyone who cant adjust Gets rushed 
And then bites the dust 
Be ready to walk a mile 
Cuz I'll smack that Kool-aid smile 
As I Cramp your style 
Cramp your style