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Kid Rock Back From The Dead

Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys

Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys

: Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys hat turned back in some Airwalk

Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys

: Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys hat turned back in some Airwalk

I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from

like his dead brother Mama couldn't do a thing about him Though she hurt inside and daddy wants his son back While him knows he's still alive Stick up kid

owed her was some good steady fuckin Fuck that, not the one that's gonna fall on no hoe trap Ease back bitch, before you need all your teeth back.. ..

blunt bakin' Block regulatin', the cake, bake, a brick flippin' Green expedition thicker to body stickin' Bazaro, yo I got the hardcore flow I drop to put a rock from