Don't Tell Me How To Live

Artist: Kid Rock (Feat Monster Truck) Title: Don't Tell Me How To Live Album: Bad Reputation **** Fuck all you hoes! Detroit 'til I die, motherfucker! Talking all that bullshit! Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! ** I'm a moonshine sipper, straight slipping in the darkness Far from heartless, I'm more like the sharpest Tool in the shed, no, I've never been the smartest But make no mistake, I hit the fucking hardest Devil without a cause, you heard me scream it And twenty years later, bitch, I still fucking mean it Fucka fucka, you ain't never met a motherfuck5r like this Kiss my ass, then you can suck a dick Sideways, my way or th5 highway, listen up Ain't nothing changed here, I still don't give a fuck So what the fuck's up with all the backlash? You snowflakes, here's a news flash! * Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! * Years ago, we all thought it was a joke, see That every kid got a motherfucking trophy But, yo, homie, here's the situation: A nation of pussies is our next generation! And these minions and their agendas Every opinion has a millennial offended But this amendment one, it rings true And if you don't dissent, bitch, then see number two Ain't nothing new: right church, wrong pew Get a clue, a crew, your fake news and views Can all get the bottom of my motherfucking shoe I'm the last of a few still screaming, "Fuck you!" * Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! Oh, I'm gonna soar like an eagle My wings will carry me away I got the heart of a lion And I get stronger every day ******* You'll never tell me shit, you'll never flip my script Because I'm more outrageous than the Vegas strip You're like Mayberry, bitch, I'm hard and crisp High-risk hillbilly, but I'm filthy rich You're like Milli Vanilli, kinda silly and shit I'm like Shotgun Willie, smoking Phillies and shit I'm like Reverend Run or David Lee Roth Like Springsteen, bitch, I'm the motherfucking boss James Dean shit, I'm more like Brad Pitt A little less pretty, but I slang more dick I twang more riffs, I slide through grass I rip more lines than a ten pound bass Pass the mic, I'm like Sloe Gin Fizz It ain't nobody, it ain't nobody * Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! ********