| 作词 : McDaniels, O'Brien, Reeves ... | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Who's in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who's in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who's in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who's in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who's in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who's in the house? | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Oh-e-o ohhhh oh | |
| Singin, hey now people here we come | |
| Here we come motherfuckers | |
| Here we, kinny come come | |
| You know what we do and where we're from | |
| Detroit baby | |
| You got 15 seconds to get this seat now | |
| We're gonna start this show and blow your mind now | |
| Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh | |
| (who's your uncle?) | |
| Uncle krackerrrrrr | |
| I'm double wide on the side, in the back of the bus | |
| I'm your uncle kracker sittin' platnum plus | |
| Double platnum (what?) tripple platnum (fuck) | |
| You'd be a calm motherfucker if you add that up. | |
| Can you back that up? | |
| Yeah, but what for? | |
| I got a big brick house with 2 gold doors. | |
| Was born in that, you need to shut my mouth | |
| I'm the same motherfucker you been hearin' about | |
| Kracker went pop? | |
| Naw, i did the pop bash | |
| Floatin' through the air waves, pickin' up cash | |
| I dropped bottom d, people thought i went soft, shit | |
| I'm still very difficult to fuck with | |
| Straight outta the sticks of romeo michigan | |
| The early morning stoned motherfucking pimp of the god damn nationnnnnnn | |
| Ye haw motherfuckers lets rock | |
| With the kid, that's all, ya dig, ya dont stop | |
| Got rifs to rock, brought boones to slam | |
| Now who's the man? kid rock god damn | |
| Back on the scene like a fiend for beats | |
| Aint slept in weeks | |
| Got too many freaks | |
| Seen too many geeks | |
| Try to rock the rap, so i'm back with heat | |
| To unseat the wack | |
| I'ma unpack, and set up shop | |
| I'ma step back and watch you rock | |
| I'ma rock track, so stop the pop | |
| Then i'ma master blastin through the aftershock | |
| I got, dug ditches to burry you bitches | |
| Who roll the flow and wanna stop the show | |
| So i'ma roll and flow another encore seven | |
| From north of detroit, way south of heaven | |
| Heaven, heaven, heaven | |
| Yeahhhh | |
| Turn it up, turn it up turn it up | |
| Ughh come onnnnn | |
| Kid rock motherfucker with the tbt | |
| Rollin' through your city like the general lee | |
| You wanna fuck with me? don't test the odds | |
| Cause your arms are too short to box with god | |
| But if ya, send me your address, i'll swing by | |
| Call up your friends, i'll get your whole fuckin' crew high | |
| Say bye, bye, bye to the wack | |
| And let it be known kid rock is back | |
| Yeahhh rollin' with the tbt | |
| Were gonna rock the house for my man joe c. | |
| Yeahh, we wanna start this show, come on | |
| Come on, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |
| zuo ci : McDaniels, O' Brien, Reeves ... | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Singin, hey now people here we come | |
| Here we come motherfuckers | |
| Here we, kinny come come | |
| You know what we do and where we' re from | |
| Detroit baby | |
| You got 15 seconds to get this seat now | |
| We' re gonna start this show and blow your mind now | |
| Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh | |
| who' s your uncle? | |
| Uncle krackerrrrrr | |
| I' m double wide on the side, in the back of the bus | |
| I' m your uncle kracker sittin' platnum plus | |
| Double platnum what? tripple platnum fuck | |
| You' d be a calm motherfucker if you add that up. | |
| Can you back that up? | |
| Yeah, but what for? | |
| I got a big brick house with 2 gold doors. | |
| Was born in that, you need to shut my mouth | |
| I' m the same motherfucker you been hearin' about | |
| Kracker went pop? | |
| Naw, i did the pop bash | |
| Floatin' through the air waves, pickin' up cash | |
| I dropped bottom d, people thought i went soft, shit | |
| I' m still very difficult to fuck with | |
| Straight outta the sticks of romeo michigan | |
| The early morning stoned motherfucking pimp of the god damn nationnnnnnn | |
| Ye haw motherfuckers lets rock | |
| With the kid, that' s all, ya dig, ya dont stop | |
| Got rifs to rock, brought boones to slam | |
| Now who' s the man? kid rock god damn | |
| Back on the scene like a fiend for beats | |
| Aint slept in weeks | |
| Got too many freaks | |
| Seen too many geeks | |
| Try to rock the rap, so i' m back with heat | |
| To unseat the wack | |
| I' ma unpack, and set up shop | |
| I' ma step back and watch you rock | |
| I' ma rock track, so stop the pop | |
| Then i' ma master blastin through the aftershock | |
| I got, dug ditches to burry you bitches | |
| Who roll the flow and wanna stop the show | |
| So i' ma roll and flow another encore seven | |
| From north of detroit, way south of heaven | |
| Heaven, heaven, heaven | |
| Yeahhhh | |
| Turn it up, turn it up turn it up | |
| Ughh come onnnnn | |
| Kid rock motherfucker with the tbt | |
| Rollin' through your city like the general lee | |
| You wanna fuck with me? don' t test the odds | |
| Cause your arms are too short to box with god | |
| But if ya, send me your address, i' ll swing by | |
| Call up your friends, i' ll get your whole fuckin' crew high | |
| Say bye, bye, bye to the wack | |
| And let it be known kid rock is back | |
| Yeahhh rollin' with the tbt | |
| Were gonna rock the house for my man joe c. | |
| Yeahh, we wanna start this show, come on | |
| Come on, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |
| zuò cí : McDaniels, O' Brien, Reeves ... | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Truckerrrrrr | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Oheo ohhhh oh | |
| Singin, hey now people here we come | |
| Here we come motherfuckers | |
| Here we, kinny come come | |
| You know what we do and where we' re from | |
| Detroit baby | |
| You got 15 seconds to get this seat now | |
| We' re gonna start this show and blow your mind now | |
| Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh | |
| who' s your uncle? | |
| Uncle krackerrrrrr | |
| I' m double wide on the side, in the back of the bus | |
| I' m your uncle kracker sittin' platnum plus | |
| Double platnum what? tripple platnum fuck | |
| You' d be a calm motherfucker if you add that up. | |
| Can you back that up? | |
| Yeah, but what for? | |
| I got a big brick house with 2 gold doors. | |
| Was born in that, you need to shut my mouth | |
| I' m the same motherfucker you been hearin' about | |
| Kracker went pop? | |
| Naw, i did the pop bash | |
| Floatin' through the air waves, pickin' up cash | |
| I dropped bottom d, people thought i went soft, shit | |
| I' m still very difficult to fuck with | |
| Straight outta the sticks of romeo michigan | |
| The early morning stoned motherfucking pimp of the god damn nationnnnnnn | |
| Ye haw motherfuckers lets rock | |
| With the kid, that' s all, ya dig, ya dont stop | |
| Got rifs to rock, brought boones to slam | |
| Now who' s the man? kid rock god damn | |
| Back on the scene like a fiend for beats | |
| Aint slept in weeks | |
| Got too many freaks | |
| Seen too many geeks | |
| Try to rock the rap, so i' m back with heat | |
| To unseat the wack | |
| I' ma unpack, and set up shop | |
| I' ma step back and watch you rock | |
| I' ma rock track, so stop the pop | |
| Then i' ma master blastin through the aftershock | |
| I got, dug ditches to burry you bitches | |
| Who roll the flow and wanna stop the show | |
| So i' ma roll and flow another encore seven | |
| From north of detroit, way south of heaven | |
| Heaven, heaven, heaven | |
| Yeahhhh | |
| Turn it up, turn it up turn it up | |
| Ughh come onnnnn | |
| Kid rock motherfucker with the tbt | |
| Rollin' through your city like the general lee | |
| You wanna fuck with me? don' t test the odds | |
| Cause your arms are too short to box with god | |
| But if ya, send me your address, i' ll swing by | |
| Call up your friends, i' ll get your whole fuckin' crew high | |
| Say bye, bye, bye to the wack | |
| And let it be known kid rock is back | |
| Yeahhh rollin' with the tbt | |
| Were gonna rock the house for my man joe c. | |
| Yeahh, we wanna start this show, come on | |
| Come on, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |