Kid Rock — Plastic People

[Verse 1] People are plastic, ain't it funny? The way some act and talk behind your back One day you're with your friends chillin' on the scene Next day they're tryin' to dick ya with no Vaseline But never blow your stack, get your gat and try to buck 'em off Don't get ill, just chill and then shrug 'em off 'Cause when the whip comes down You'll see what goes around comes around And plus, no situation's that drastic If ya always keep cool and remember that... [Chorus] Some people are made of plastic You know! X2 [Verse 2] Now, chicky chicky chicky check it out As I ? and I yell and I tell y'all about The slender gender slick gold-diggin' pros Ya cheap, ya leech, ya little sacked-out hoes Like this skirt I once had named Sally She was a flirt, but had a nice, sweet valley I was on her tip, thought she was on mine And with this chick I spent most of my time Playin Billy D., 'cause she had the look Then I let her reel me in like a big dumb fish on a hook And she took all my love and just shrugged it Then washed all my dirty linen in the public Spent all my cash, stuck me in a ditch And I guess this is where I say "fuck that bitch!" But I didn't go spastic I said "forget that girl" and thought to myself... [Chorus] [Verse 3] Now, if it ain't one thing, then it's another And maybe growin' up I shoulda listened to my mother Nah, on second thought I take it back 'Cause I'd probably be a priest or a cheesy top-40 act Dancin' and singin', lookin' like a fruitcake Keepin' up an image just to sell a few tapes It's all so fake, yo man what's up with it? Rhymin' to get paid and I just can't fuck with it 'Cause I see all these overnight acts Lip syncin' on stage with their songs on a DAT With garbage vocals and really good music But half the time someone else produced it Did they deserve that smash hit? Who cares? Just remember that... [Chorus] One more time! [Chorus] Break it down. Ungh, ungh... Now what I wanna do right here is give all you slick-shootin' cats a little low-end to shake your car and piss everyone around you off! So when I drop the beat... BUMP THE BASS Haha yeah Fuck that first verse, radio bullshit Let me tell you how it's really layin' Niggy, niggy, now... I stepped into the party with a limp in my left leg Grabbed a cup and headed straight for the keg Pistol in my pocket 'cause I ain't no punk, see? And that's when some fuckin' Billy Badass bumped me and said "Aren't you that little fuckin' rappin' Gay Bob?" I said "YES, and tell your bitch I said thanks for the rimjob" He got pissed 'cause I dissed his ho Clenched his fist like he wanted to go I said "yo, lookie here, you fuckin steroid waste-case You better chill while you still can save face" And sure enough, he tried to beef But before he could swing I put my gat to his teeth And said "what's ya, what's ya, what's ya beef son?" He said "it's cool, chief I ain't got one" Huh... I just smiled and thought "this punk's gotta pay" So I cold pulled my trigger, blew his brains out anyway And that there was his last trip And that's what you get for bein' plastic, BITCH