Kid Rock — Don’t Tell Me How to Live

[Intro: Kid Rock & Monster Truck] Fuck all you hoes! Detroit 'til I die, motherfucker! Talkin' all that bullshit! Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! [Verse 1: Kid Rock] I'm a moonshine sipper, straight slippin' 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 Bucka bucka, you ain't never met a motherfuckеr like this Kiss my ass, then you can suck a dick Sideways, my way or thе 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! [Interlude: Monster Truck] Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live! [Verse 2: Kid Rock] Years ago, we all thought it was a joke, see That every kid got a motherfuckin' 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 nothin' new: right church, wrong pew Get a clue, a crew, your fake news and views Can all get the bottom of my motherfuckin' shoe I'm the last of a few still screamin', "Fuck you!" [Hook: Monster Truck] 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 I get stronger every day [Verse 3: Kid Rock] 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, smokin' Phillies and shit I'm like Reverend Run or David Lee Roth Like Springsteen, bitch, I'm the motherfuckin' 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 [Outro: Monster Truck] Ain't nobody gonna tell me how to live!