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Devil Without A Cause by Kid Rock
Devil Without A Cause
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-----x---x---x---x---------2------------|
D|-2h4-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-4-4p2h4---4----------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
....with different endings, based in these two:
E|----------------------------------------|
B|-10h12b-10h12b--or--10h12b-10h12b-10----|
G|-------------------------------------11-|
D|----------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-2h4b-2---------------------------------|
D|--------4-------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
Riff 2 [01:54]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
F#5 A5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|---------------------2------------------|
D|-4-4-x-x-x-x-x-4-x-4-2------------------|
A|-4-4-x-x-x-x-x-4-x-4-0------------------|
E|-2-2-x-x-x-x-x-2-x-2--------------------|
Riff 3 [02:05]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
F#5 A5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------2----------------|
D|-4-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-2----------------|
A|-4-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-0----------------|
E|-2-2-x-x-2-x-x-2-x-x-2------------------|
|________p.m._________|
Riff 4 [03:28]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
E5 F#5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|----------------------------------------|
D|-2-4--4-2-4-----------------------------|
A|-2-4--4-2-4-----------------------------|
E|-0-2--2-0-2-----------------------------|
You knew that I was comin cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was comin with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm gonna move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes
Cause it's been a long time comin
But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sellout, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self-made and paid and sawed off 12 gauges
Up that ass for the 9-8
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin correct
Flat out...you diss me punk
That's when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck buck bucking...a fuck fuck fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-O
Role model, your motherfucking H-E-R-O
My motto, 'Be Cool...Keep Pimpin'
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D
And it's all good...I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick...kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack em
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
I'm goin Platinum
I'm goin Platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody
Yeah we come to party
I went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and $700 dinners
From hangin with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin much respect from top record execs
The cool Kid's claimin up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the bomb and left to rot
Used to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin bunnies gettin fuckin Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down I never seen them around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you...got a brand new team
No triple beams...it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi
No more floozies, only high class hoes
Couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of 24 karat
Bought a couple parots that like to squak
And they sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em doc
You're too old to kid...too soft to rock
Already did what most love to shout
7 years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt...in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
Straight out of the streets of Taylor
3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C
I'm the J-O-E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C...got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak hoe call me sick
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick, I'm a crazy hick
And run through town like I'm goin through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me cash...smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
Highest voice like Aaron Nevelle
And I'm down with The Devil
Say we like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
p= Pull off
h= Hammer on
b= Bend
x= Hit muted strings
p.m.= Palm mute
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version 2
Riff 1 [00:42]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah ON - rock wah pedal back and foward on each beat.
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-----x---x---x---x---------2------------|
D|-2h4-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-4-4p2h4---4----------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
....with different endings, based in these two:
E|----------------------------------------|
B|-10h12b-10h12b--or--10h12b-10h12b-10----|
G|-------------------------------------11-|
D|----------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-2h4b-2---------------------------------|
D|--------4-------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
Riff 2 [01:54]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
F#5 A5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|---------------------2------------------|
D|-4-4-x-x-x-x-x-4-x-4-2------------------|
A|-4-4-x-x-x-x-x-4-x-4-0------------------|
E|-2-2-x-x-x-x-x-2-x-2--------------------|
Riff 3 [02:05]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
F#5 A5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------2----------------|
D|-4-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-2----------------|
A|-4-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-0----------------|
E|-2-2-x-x-2-x-x-2-x-x-2------------------|
|________p.m._________|
Riff 4 [03:28]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
E5 F#5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|----------------------------------------|
D|-2-4--4-2-4-----------------------------|
A|-2-4--4-2-4-----------------------------|
E|-0-2--2-0-2-----------------------------|
You knew that I was comin cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was comin with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm gonna move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes
Cause it's been a long time comin
But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sellout, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self-made and paid and sawed off 12 gauges
Up that ass for the 9-8
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin correct
Flat out...you diss me punk
That's when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck buck bucking...a fuck fuck fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-O
Role model, your motherfucking H-E-R-O
My motto, 'Be Cool...Keep Pimpin'
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D
And it's all good...I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick...kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack em
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
I'm goin Platinum
I'm goin Platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody
Yeah we come to party
I went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and $700 dinners
From hangin with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin much respect from top record execs
The cool Kid's claimin up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the bomb and left to rot
Used to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin bunnies gettin fuckin Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down I never seen them around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you...got a brand new team
No triple beams...it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi
No more floozies, only high class hoes
Couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of 24 karat
Bought a couple parots that like to squak
And they sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em doc
You're too old to kid...too soft to rock
Already did what most love to shout
7 years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt...in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
Straight out of the streets of Taylor
3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C
I'm the J-O-E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C...got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak hoe call me sick
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick, I'm a crazy hick
And run through town like I'm goin through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me cash...smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
Highest voice like Aaron Nevelle
And I'm down with The Devil
Say we like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
p= Pull off
h= Hammer on
b= Bend
x= Hit muted strings
p.m.= Palm mute
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version 3
This song is based on four basic riffs using the A5,E5 and F#5 power chords,
repeated throughout the song with slight variations.
Riff 1 [00:42]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah ON - rock wah pedal back and foward on each beat.
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-----x---x---x---x---------2------------|
D|-2h4-x-x-x-x-x-x-x-4-4p2h4---4----------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
....with different endings, based in these two:
E|----------------------------------------|
B|-10h12b-10h12b--or--10h12b-10h12b-10----|
G|-------------------------------------11-|
D|----------------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-2h4b-2---------------------------------|
D|--------4-------------------------------|
A|----------------------------------------|
E|----------------------------------------|
Riff 2 [01:54]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
F#5 A5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|---------------------2------------------|
D|-4-4-x-x-x-x-x-4-x-4-2------------------|
A|-4-4-x-x-x-x-x-4-x-4-0------------------|
E|-2-2-x-x-x-x-x-2-x-2--------------------|
Riff 3 [02:05]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
F#5 A5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------2----------------|
D|-4-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-2----------------|
A|-4-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-x-x-4-0----------------|
E|-2-2-x-x-2-x-x-2-x-x-2------------------|
|________p.m._________|
Riff 4 [03:28]
-> Distortion ON
-> Wah OFF
E5 F#5
E|----------------------------------------|
B|----------------------------------------|
G|----------------------------------------|
D|-2-4--4-2-4-----------------------------|
A|-2-4--4-2-4-----------------------------|
E|-0-2--2-0-2-----------------------------|
You knew that I was comin cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was comin with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm gonna move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes
Cause it's been a long time comin
But I finally broke...like an egg yolk I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sellout, I ain't no hoe, fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self-made and paid and sawed off 12 gauges
Up that ass for the 9-8
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin correct
Flat out...you diss me punk
That's when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck buck bucking...a fuck fuck fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin this shit, Top Dog...I'm the C-E-O
Role model, your motherfucking H-E-R-O
My motto, 'Be Cool...Keep Pimpin'
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We flow like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D
And it's all good...I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick...kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack em
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
I'm goin Platinum
I'm goin Platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody
Yeah we come to party
I went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and $700 dinners
From hangin with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin much respect from top record execs
The cool Kid's claimin up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the bomb and left to rot
Used to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin bunnies gettin fuckin Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down I never seen them around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you...got a brand new team
No triple beams...it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi
No more floozies, only high class hoes
Couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of 24 karat
Bought a couple parots that like to squak
And they sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em doc
You're too old to kid...too soft to rock
Already did what most love to shout
7 years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt...in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
I'm goin platinum
We're goin platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
Straight out of the streets of Taylor
3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C
I'm the J-O-E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C...got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak hoe call me sick
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick, I'm a crazy hick
And run through town like I'm goin through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me cash...smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
Highest voice like Aaron Nevelle
And I'm down with The Devil
Say we like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
Devil without a cause...I'm goin platinum
p= Pull off
h= Hammer on
b= Bend
x= Hit muted strings
p.m.= Palm mute
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version 4
Riff 1 (use wha-wah for this) Riff2(distorted) Riff3(distorted)
e|-------x-x-x-x---------------| |-------x-x-x-x---------| |-----x-x-x-x---------|
B|-------x-x-x-x-------3v-p-0--| |-------x-x-x-x---------| |-----x-x-x-x---------|
G|-------x-x-x-x-4-p-2---------| |-------x-x-x-x---------| |-----x-x-x-x-4-2--7--|
D|-2-h-4-x-x-x-x---------------| |-------x-x-x-x-------0-| |-2-4-x-x-x-x-4-2--7--|
A|-------x-x-x-x---------------| |-------x-x-x-x-2p0-5v--| |-2-4-x-x-x-x-2-0--5--|
E|-------x-x-x-x---------------| |-0-h-2-x-x-x-x---------| |-0-2-x-x-x-x---------|
Riff 4(distorted) Riff E1(distorted) Riff E2(distorted)
e|---------------| |---------------------------------| |-------------------|
B|---------------| |---------------------------------| |-------------------|
G|-----PM--------| |---------------------------------| |-----------------7-|
D|-2-4-.-.-x-2-4-| |-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-| |-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-7-|
A|-2-4-.-.-x-2-4-| |-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-| |-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-5-|
E|-0-2-0-0-x-0-2-| |-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-| |-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0---|
Intro
O'
You knew that I was coming
Cause you heard my name
But you don't know Game
And never felt my pain
Can't read my brain
But you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was cumin with hit's
Now don't even trip be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
Uh I'm in the red cause my minds distort'n
People clam'n they know me but they only know a portion
Bass
I?m a move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now you knew this day would come
So hold your bids
All bets are closed
And fuck off hoes
Riff 1
Cause It's been along time cumin but I finally broke
Like an egg yoke I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope mother fuck'n Kid Rocks to blame
Same game same name ain't a damn thing changed
I ain't no sell out I ain't no hoe
Fuck the radio coming from the R - O - adio
Watch me twirl like a fist of rage
Self made and paid with a sawed of 12-gauges
Pump that ass for the my name 9 - 8
Fake shakes straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax call me correct flat out
You dis me punk that's when I pull the strap out
I get to pump pump puming
I'm fuck fuck fuck'n your hoes
Cause they know who's run-in this shit
top dog I'm the C - E - O
Role model your mother fuck'n H - E - R - O
Bass
The moto keep cool keep pimp'n
Don't sleep we roll deep when I'm naked
4 phones on 100 spokes
We bust way more demons in Top Dog Coats
Riff 1
Float like butterfly's sting like queen bees
Strapped with Ak's straight from trainee's
What the fucks go'n on in the D
A bunch of white boy's pimp'n like the K - I - D
And it's all good
I got love for my honkey's
We roll thick kick ass like donkeys
Any body fucks with you I'm gonna wack'em
RiffE1
Devil with out a cause I'm go'n platinum
Riff 2 w/ Riff 3
I'm go'n platinum
I'm go'n platinum
I'm go'n platinum
Devil with out a cause I'm go'n platinum
RiffE2 3 times
Uh yeah uh
Riff?
Yeah we come to party
So get down every body
Yeah we come to party
Riff 1
I went from St. class shores and drink specials around
To New York City and 700 dollar dinners
From hang'n with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To get'n much respect from top record exec's
The cool kids cumin up to call ya'll out
So shut up now and put my balls in your mouth
Pump that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the grime baby left to rot
Used to call me bunny
When my nose was fuck'n runny
Now I'm fuck'n bunnies
Get'n fuck'n Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim there down
But when I was broken down I never seen 'em around
All the shit we talk all the shit we dream
I did it without you got a bran new team
No triple beams it seems like a movie
Bought two crypts drop top and Jacuzzi
Bass
No more floozies only high class hoe's
A couple when it rain and a few when it snows
A bran new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hoes made out of 24K
Riff 1
Bought a couple parrots that like to squawk
And they sound like you with all that shit you talk
Step inside my shoes
You couldn't fill'em doc
You?re to old to Kid to soft to Rock
Riff 4
I already did what most love to shout
7 years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt in my mind
RiffE1
That I'm gonna stomp all over your test of time
Riff 2 w/ Riff 3
I'm go'n platinum
I'm go'n platinum
Uh
I'm go'n platinum
I'm go'n platinum
Devil with out a cause I'm go'n platinum
Riff 3
Devil uh uh
Devil come on
Devil uh uh
Devil
Vocal w/ add lib bass
Straight out of the streets of Talior
To fly gonna make you fly
Joe C
Riff 1
I'm the J - O - E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C got more game than Caletho
I'm a freak hoe call me sick 3 foot 9 with a 10-foot dick
The ladies pick
I'm a crazy hit
I rip through cine like I go through wine
It?s my time so I'm a shin like lead
Old as piss small ass head
Watch my play smoke some hay
Your rake'n grass while I'm rake'n cash
High ass voice like Aaron Neville
And I'm down with the devil
Riff 2 w/ Riff 3
Say we like to party rock the party
We like to party rock the party
We like to party rock the party
We like to party rock the party
You like to party rock the party
We like to party rock the party
You like the party rock the party
Vocal
Devil with out a cause I'm go'n platinum
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version 5
Tuning: E A D G B E
Key: F#m
[Intro]
F#m
You knew that I was coming 'cause you heard my name
E
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
B/D#
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
F#m
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
E
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
B/D#
Uh, I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin'
F#m
People claimin' that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm a move mountains and touch the sun
A
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
Cm
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
F#m
And fuck all you hoes
[Verse]
'Cause it's been a long time comin' but I finally broke
Like an egg yolk, I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sell-out, I ain't no ho, fuck the radio, comin' from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self-made and paid and sold off twelve gauges
Up that ass for the nine-eight, nine-eight
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin' correct
Flat-out, you diss me punk, that's when I pull the strap out
And I get to buck-buck-bucking, I'm fuck-fuck-fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin' this shit, Top-Dog I'm the CEO
Role model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-O
My motto, "be cool, keep pimpin'"
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers in Top Dog coats
We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with AKs straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin' on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin' like the K-I-D
And it's all good, I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick, kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fucks with you and I'm gonna mack 'em
Devil without a cause, I'm going platinum
[Chorus]
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I'm going platinum, I'm going platinum
F#m A
I'm going platinum, devil without a cause, I'm going platinum
[Interlude]
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F#m A F#m A
[Bridge]
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Yeah, we come to party, so get down everybody
Yeah, we come to party
[Verse]
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I went from St. Claire shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and seven hundred-dollar dinners
From hangin' with sinners and secondhand cheap sex
To gettin' much respect from top record execs
The cool Kid's claimin' up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass, hoss, I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the dime bin and left to rot
Used to call me funny when my nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim they're down
But when I was broke and down I never seen 'em around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you, I got a brand new team
No triple beams, it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, drop-top, and jacuzzi
A
No more floozies, only high-class hoes
A couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of twenty-four karat
F#m
Bought a couple parots that like to squak
And they sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em' doc
You're too old to kid, too soft to rock
I already did what most love to shout
Seven years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no doubt in my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over your test of time
[Chorus 2]
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I'm going platinum, I'm going platinum
F#m A
I'm going platinum, devil without a cause, I'm going platinum
F#m A F#m A F#m A F#m
Devil, devil, devil, devil
[Verse 3]
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Straight out of the streets of Taylor
Three-foot high, ready to get fly
Joe C
I'm the J-O-E to the C, ho
Call me Joe C, got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak, ho, call me sick
Three-foot-nine with a ten-foot dick
The ladies' pick, I'm a crazy hick
And rake through kind like a bum through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like glass
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me cash, smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
High-ass voice, like Aaron Neville
And I'm down with The Devil
[Chorus 3]
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Say we like to party, rock the party
F#m A
(We like to party, rock the party)
F#m A
We like to party, rock the party
F#m A
(We like to party, rock the party)
F#m A
You like to party, rock the party
F#m A
(We like to party, rock the party)
F#m A
You like to party, rock the party
F#m
Devil without a cause, I'm going platinum
[Outro]
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