Ze Older Stuff

Fist of Rage

Originally published Feb. 24, 2004

Fist of Rage

Devil Without a Cause – Kid Rock

Gotta make this money and I make this money

This money is me this money is everything I do and see

Who are you to judge me

Just let me be and let me breathe

I see this whole world headin’ for damnation and I’m ready to leave

I can’t believe, this whole world twisted me

You fuckin’ biggots, you fakes, you wanna-be’s

I see the future and it’s lookin’ grim

A lake of fire lookin’ looking like a long swim

I’m a fist of rage

One foot in the grave

I’m a fist of rage

Far from saved

I’m a fist of rage

In a broken state

I’m a razor blade slittin’ through a wrist of hate

I’m a fist of rage

I’m a fist of rage

I’m a fist of rage

Now crack another bottle and let me knock one back

Slim Jim’s and a Tin Man grins, Deadheads with dreads

And now the Feds growin’ shark fins

My girl’s knocked up we’re in love

But she’s young and yo I think I’m gonna get locked up

I couldn’t cut the mustard with a Ginsu

And I’m twisted brown from all of the bullshit that I’ve been through

I’m lookin’ for love, but it’s got too many damn faces

I can’t win…even with these four aces

My place is here…in the mix…with tricks

And the sickos…I spend G’s but only make nickles

My soul tickles, but this ain’t even fun and games

My heart bleeds from the pleasure of the pain

My fuse is short and it’s lit

Like me I should have faught…it’s gettin’ hard to see

My heart bleeds…believe in every dying breath

These people they take and they take until there’s nothing left

I’m a fist of rage

I’m a fist of rage

I’m a fist of rage

I’m a fist of rage

One foot in the grave

I’m a fist of rage

Far from saved

I’m a fist of rage

In a broken state

I’m a razor blade slittin’ through a wrist of hate

Come on

You’re feeling old with me you’re up a creek and you don’t know it

Finger on the trigger but your punk ass is scared to pull it

And I know it…’cause the fear you hide, your eyes show it

Payback on your ass ’cause you’re overdue and I know ya owe it

And when you’re going down bet I’ll be blowing up

With the sound of a shotgun cocked and realized you’re fucked

I hope you see my middle finger from the stage

Feel me coming feel me coming feel me coming

I’m a fist of rage

One foot in the grave

I’m a fist of rage

Far from saved

I’m a fist of rage

In a broken state

I’m a razor blade slittin’ through a wrist of hate

I’m a fist of rage

I’m a fist of rage

I’m a fist of rage

©1998 by Kid Rock

For some reason, this just seemed appropriate today.

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