(Opening)
Nigga this the fifth teeth muthafuckin time that I called and left yo ass messages
I dun text yo bitch ass and you aint responded to nothing
What the fuck is you doin who tha fuck you out there with you think I'm stupid my girls dun already put me up on yo ass tonight night nigga when you get home I got som news foe yo bitch ass
(Chorus 2times) Why you coming home five in the mone Somethings going on can I smell yo dick? Don't play me like a fool cause dat ain't cool So what you need to do is let me smell yo dick
(Hook 1)
It's four o'clock and I'm sleepin' and it's late night and you creeping you could've told me I'm leavin' now I know you out there cheatin' why you got to do me like dat when I call you don't call me back I'm texting you now nigga where you at that's fucked up why you do me like dat
(Verse 1)
I'm dead sleep and you trickin'
In the club wit dirty foot bitches
My gurl was there she witness
She had a camera phone she took pictures
You was on the dance flo grindin'
With a stripper hoe named Diamond
You was flossin' hard you was shinning
Everything she drink you buyin' it
Fuck nigga you need to stop lien' foe I get mad and pull out my nine
You want a new bitch to fuck that's fine but don't fuck hers and try to fuck mine
You keep tellin me you ain't touch her but some keep tellin me you dun fucked her and I ain't that bitch you want to play wit nigga drop them boxers let me smell yo dick
(Chours 2tyms) Why you coming home five in the mone Somethings going on can I smell yo dick? Don't play me like a fool cause dat ain't cool So what you need to do is let me smell yo dick
(Unknown)
Smell my dick wait a minute hold up see that's how a bitch get her eyes swoll up and I don't give a damn what yo homegurls seen when I was in the club what the fuck you mean they ain't got no business eyein' me like dat
You ain't got no business tryin' me like dat
I wun even feelin' Diamond like dat I was wildin' but I wasn't clowin' like dat
Dat's alright dat's okay gon head believe what yo homegurl say a nigga like me drink a lot of liquor meet a lot of bitchs take a lot of pictures
I might break bread wit one or two strippers but that don't mean you got to pull my zipper
Thinking I dick down the whole town even though I got dick to go around
(Chorus 2times) Why you coming home five in the mone Somethings going on can I smell yo dick? Don't play me like a fool cause dat ain't cool So what you need to do is let me smell yo dick.
Yeah And I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans And all this for the fans, girls, money, and fame I played their game And as they scream my name I will show no shame I live and die for this And if I come off soft Then chew on this
Are you scared?
Devil Without A Cause And I'm back with the beaver hats And Ben Davis slacks Thirty pack of Strohs Thirty pack of hoes No rogaine and the propane flows The chosen one I'm the living proof With the gift of gab From the city of truth I jabbed and stabbed And knocked critics back And I did not stutter when I said that I'm going platinum Sellin rhymes I went platinum Seven times And still they ill They wanna see us fry I guess because Only God Knows Why Why why why why
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where your at and say hey hey I'm givin it back, so say hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gat!!!!! Fuck all y'all
I like AC/DC and ZZ Top Bocephus, Beasties and the kings of rock Skynyrd, Segar, Limp, Korn, the Stones David Allen Coe and no show Jones Yeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh Pass that bottle around Got the rock from Detroit Soul from Motown The underground stoned fuckin pimp With tracks that mack and slap back the whack Never gay, no way, I don't play with ass But watch me rock with Liberace flash Punk rock, The clash Boy bands are trash I like Johnny Cash and Grand Master Flash Flash flash flash flash
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air and let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where your at and say hey hey I'm givin it back, so say hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey Uh, uh, uh, Gat
Yeah, I saw your band Jumpin around on stage like a bunch of wounded ducks When you gonna learn sucker You just can't fuck with Twisted Brbrbr Brown Brown...TRUCKER TRuuuuuccckeeeeerrrrr
I'm an... American Bad Ass Watch me kick You can roll with rock Or you can Suck My Dick (undedited version) or Radio Edit (edited version) I'm a porno flick, I'm like amazing grace I'm gonna fuck some hoe's after I rock this place Super fly, livin double wide Side car my glide So Joe C can ride Full sack to share Bringin flash and glare Got the long hair swingin middle finger in the air Snakeskin suits, Sixty-five Chevelle's See me ride in sin Hear the rebel yell I won't live to tell So if you do Give the next generation a big, Fuck You! Who knew I'd blow up like Oklahoma Said fuck highschool, pissed on my diploma Smell the aroma Check my hits I know it stinks in here Cause I'm the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh They call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black So throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at Say hey hey Let me hear where you're at and say hey hey I'm givin' it back so say, hey hey Show me some metal and say Hey hey hey hey Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh I'm a cowboy Bad ass in black Singin Hey hey hey hey From side to side From front to back Say hey hey hey hey I put Detroit city back on the map And singin Hey hey hey hey Kid Rock's in the house And thats where I'm at
Hahahaha
"American Bad Ass" is a heavy metal song from American musician Kid Rock, released from his 2000 album The History of Rock. "American Bad Ass" uses the instrumental structure of Metallica's "Sad but True" The song was a victory lap for Devil Without a Cause's success. He also gave nods to his musical heroes including: AC/DC, ZZ Top, Hank Williams, Jr., Beastie Boys, Run-DMC, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Bob Seger, Limp Bizkit, Korn, The Rolling Stones, David Allan Coe, George Jones, Johnny Cash, The Clash, and Grandmaster Flash. The music video for the single aired on MTV2 upon release, and reached #1 on Canada's MuchMusic Countdown. The song was performed on Saturday Night Live.
After the bombing of the USS Cole in October 2000, the song was played on the ship's PA system upon leaving the port of Yemen after the national anthem and other patriotic songs were played.
This song was the entrance theme for WWE wrestler The Undertaker for a short time in 2000 under his biker persona. The song's title, "American Bad Ass", eventually became the name of the gimmick.
American Bad Ass/Big Evil (2000–2003)
The Undertaker took on a second persona during this portion of his WWF career. He abandoned the Gothic mortician-themed attire, his funeral dirge ring music, allusions to the supernatural, and the accompanying theatrics of his ring entrance. The Undertaker now took on the personality of a biker, riding to the ring on a motorcycle, and wearing sunglasses and bandanas to the ring. His ring music was now replaced with popular rock songs of the time, like Limp Bizkit's "Rollin' (Air Raid Vehicle)" and Kid Rock's "American Bad Ass" (from which the name of The Undertaker's new gimmick originated), though it was accompanied by the characteristic opening bell gong of The Undertaker's original theme.
Undertaker Return in 2000 as American Badass
Undertaker Judgment Day Theme(First American Bad Ass Theme)
Females can rap too. Hardcore hip hop females with attitude > Respect.
‘This Pussy Be Yankin, This Pussy Be Yankin, This Pussy Be Yankin’
Pussy be Yankin [official video] BANNED uncut version.
"This pussy be yankin,"
Lady – Yankin' (lyrics)
I can’t even lie, I fuck better when I’m drankin,
Ride dick like a pro, throw the pussy like I’m famous, Pussy feels so good, feels like the rubber off, ain’t it? You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin. This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin. My pussy be yankin, got this nigga feelin’ hypnotized, Close your eyes, hold my thighs, we gonna enjoy this ride, I see that magnum wrapper, nigga that’s the perfect size, And you can hit it whenever, ain’t gotta fantasize. Look like you tired, I suggest you pop a pill or two, You gotta keep up, when I make this thing do what it do. You think you want it but you don’t really want none, I ain’t come to play, I came to get this job done. I can’t even lie, I fuck better when I’m drankin, Ride dick like a pro, throw the pussy like I’m famous, Pussy feels so good, feels like the rubber off, ain’t it? You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin. This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin. He dropped his pants and he hollerin’ he “ready.” We’ll throw his money, you can keep that confetti. We switchin’ lanes, then we fuck in the Chevy, Don’t need no room, so we bypassin’ the telly. This nigga said it feel like that his rubber ain’t on, He said “good pussy” and the feelin be strong, Give me my drank so I can get in my zone, Then you can give me whatever you want. I can’t even lie, I fuck better when I’m drankin, Ride dick like a pro, throw the pussy like I’m famous, Pussy feels so good, feels like the rubber off, ain’t it? You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin. This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin. I hope you strapped for this incredible ride, Look at my hips, they got a hell of a grind, I started slow so you can relax your mind, Cause once I finish, you gonna be outta yo mind. I’m throwin’ it back and you throwin’ a little change, He thinkin’ ‘bout gettin’ a tattoo of my name, He just forgettin’ it, but I been in his game, Didn’t have no teacher, but this pussy been trained. I can’t even lie, I fuck better when I’m drankin, Ride dick like a pro, throw the pussy like I’m famous, Pussy feels so good, feels like the rubber off, ain’t it? You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin. This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, This pussy be yankin, I know this pussy be yankin, You ain’t gotta tell me, I know this pussy be yankin.
Special edition of the legendary documentary featuring the most detailed and intimate footage the world will ever see of GG. About GG Allin, his 1 cm penis, and his bunch of freaks.
This special edition of the legendary documentary from filmmaker Todd Phillips consists of the most detailed and intimate footage the world will ever see of GG Allin. Both fans and critics alike have praised this film for its truthfully brutal portrait of an American Rock N Roll icon at the peak of his madness. By skillfully combining concert and interview footage of GG, Phillips "delves deeply into the bloodstained world of human abomination" and creates "a must-have for Allin fans and detractors alike", according to FILM THREAT. There may never be another GG Allin. This documentary brilliantly examines an artist whose life was his performance.
The GG Allin Manifesto
This is the GG Allin manifesto, written by GG himself while
in prison in 1990.
GG Allin Manifesto
If you believe in the real underground of Rock 'N' Roll, then now is the time to do something about it. The time is now to overthrow the current situations and declare war on the record companies, radio stations, publications, clubs, and anyone who promotes the whole so called "scene" as it now stands. We need to destroy it all and take it back from the corporate phonies and conformist. But action must be taken now and blood must be spilled.
First let me tell you who I am. I was born Jesus Christ Allin in 1956 in Lancaster, NH. The Jesus Christ they preach about in the Bible is a phony imposter - just a crutch for the cripples to lean on. Fuck that weak shit! I am the man to deal with. I created myself inside the womb from the fires of Hell. There are no separations between Jesus Christ, God and the Devil, because I am all of theme. I am here to take Rock 'N' Roll back & prove to the world that I am the real king through the powers I have acquired.
When I was born in 1956, Rock 'N' Roll first started taking off. Why do you think that was? Because I created it. I created Elvis. I made it all happen. Even before I was born I was plotting. But through the years everyone has let it all go. That's why I am ready to take it all back. Nobody has held on. Nobody has had the indurence to finish what they were set out to fucking do. They all let me down or I took their lives for a purpose. I was the one who was throwing all the monkey wrenches into the gears. But money and commercialism made them all sell out. Even Iggy let me down. The Sex Pistols let me down. Sid let me down when he fell in love (that's why they are all dead). And now we have the Ramones praising bands like Guns N' Roses, which runs against everything they were set out to destroy.
But now it's 1991. This is the decade for the final bloody mutilation. Time to get Rock 'N' Roll out of the hands of the masses and back to the people who will not accept comfort or conformity at any cost. Then I will commit suicide on stage and the blood of Rock 'N' Roll will become the poison of the Universe forever. Take a look around and see what's happening. Spineless record companies kissing the mainstreams ass, being pressured by the money media and politicians. So called cutting edge radio stations as fucking lame as the stations they oppose. Censorship publications kisssing the monkey suits asses, who in turn, are kissing someone else's ass. Even so called "underground" publications have no fucking desire to get blood on their hands. They are too busy crying about how we can make the world a more wonderful place and how politically correct they can be. Talk is fucking cheap.
It's time to fight. It's time for revenge. We need to overthrow Rock 'N' Roll as it now stands. We must bring down record companies by not buying their products. A boycot. If you have to have a record, steal it. That way they wont get your money. We've got to stop feeding them. Your support must now go to me - GG Allin, the commanding leader and terrorist of Rock 'N' Roll. Why do you think I am in prison right now? Because they know who I am and they fear my reality. Our society wants to stop my mission. They want to brain wash you and keep you locked into MTV, and their stagnating, safe worlds. It's a plot to kill Rock 'N' Roll. I am the savior. Thats why I am considered a threat to society.
This is what you should do:
Go to your record store and buy all the GG ALLIN recordings you can find. If they dont have any in stock, tell them to order some. If they refuse, then do what you have to do. Call radio stations and demand GG Allin. Spray paint "GG ALLIN" everywhere. Make them aware that the disease and the Scumfuc tradition is still spreading. Write "GG ALLIN" on all your dollar bills. Any bills you have. People do not throw money away, so it would be a free way to get the message out. You must do it every day of your life. We must live for the Rock 'N' Roll underground. It CAN be dark and dangerous again. It CAN be threatning to our society as it was meant to be. IT MUST BE UNCOMPROMISING. And with me as your leader, it will happen. I am ready to lead you, my allies, into the real Rock 'N' Roll underground. Let's get started.
