Intro

All the way back
From the cornfields of Romeo, Michigan
Detroit Rock City
Two double 0 3, and 4
The early mornin stoned motherfucking cowboy
Here we go
Kid motherfuckin Rock, ho, what you know
I got them bitches and the riches and that old school flow
Big nuts and such, you can't even front
I got it all bitch
So whachu, whachu want?
I can do it better than Jordan playin ball at 22
Quicker than Rod Corou, sicker than Motley Crue
Who??
Yeah, motherfucker
The Who, too
Beatles, Stones, the Ramones, Trick, and U2
A funky country rock soul singin MC
A funky country rock soul singin MC
I got the breaks to shake the whole United
Earthquakes couldn't recreate my shakes
No fake, no makeup
Who relates, check these rhymes motherfucker, they all first takes
No fuckin around, I put it down
Pop your shit, but don't pop it in my home town
Cause I throw down mo town sound, shit
The Motor City ain't nothin to fuck with
I'm the flyest
(There's none flyer)
I'm the highest
(There's none higher)
I spit truth, I've never been a liar
And I won't stop rockin til I retire
Cowboy
A funky country rock soul singin MC
Cowboy
A funky country rock soul singin MC
Cowboy