Kid Rock - Back From The Dead [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Back from the dead second L.P. here we go
Coming at you from the R.O.M.E.O
Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys
Hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys
Never slacking hoes I be macking
Not wacked I don't try to act black when
I came up i came at you from the outskirts
Bag of weed in the pocket of my sweatshirt
Bone to the bone to the bad to the bad to the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon

[Verse 2]
I started out in Mount Clemens as a D.J
Park parties gettin drunk on Sunday
Tweeked in the heat to a beat I'd rock to the -and rip shit up
An now I've toured this nation
Pimp of the nation
Pulling hoes
Rock the set in each city then step
Me, Blackman and Funk Daddy Def Stef

[Verse 3]
Bitches, they think I'm sexist
But all I want baby is your grits for breakfast
Eggs, bacon, home cooked fries
And gimme a plate of that pussy on the side
Triple x on the set showin no class
Just a foul mouthed little fucking smart ass
No fool I went 2 high school dumb ass
Smoked dope and i flunked every class
Slash and I smash because I thrash when I bash
Invite me to a party and your house'll get trashed
An outcast sick of being harassed so I dashed
Moved out of the crib because I hated cutting grass
Now I reside on the eastside lovin it
Cold 40 dog in a brown bag chuggin it
Flex, sex, run of the next
Flipping and tripping and ripping and shaking the suckers who wanted to
Front an get around to the
To get up or get down to the rhyme
I'm shaking and taking and breaking I rip the mic like
Every time fuck I don't eat no manwich
Kicking back cooling with a cold grits sandwich
Somebody said I'm the best in the Mo-town
But this town isn't shit but a ghost town
Who ever said it they lied they fessed
Bitch I'm the best in the mother fucking Midwest

[Verse 4]
Want to be heard when I rap so I yell it
Sport a Tigers cap like my man Tom Selleck
One bad bitch I smoke hash from a stick
Got more cash than fucking White Boy Rick
My first LP wasn't pushed for shit
So Jive Records yo, go and suck a fat dick
Because I'm ripping like a chainsaw
Yes I'm that raw laughing at you suckers like Hee Haw
Roll it up, take a hit and then pass it
That's how we do it when we roll down Gratiot
In my Grand Marquis I pimp to the beat
Two in the front and two hoes in the back seat