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| Kid Rock The History Of Rock Born 2 Be A Hick See I was born a little pie-eyed motherfucker Mamma she left me and my pappa was a hard trucker Out on the highway we loved to roll He never made me go to school. I never begged to go I was a low class livin raised out in the sticks I was born to be a hick See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands People always tell me I'm a twisted man Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit And i was born to be a hick ohhh i was born to be a hick man See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands People always tell me I'm a twisted man Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit And i was born to be a hick See i was born to be a hick man Yeah i was born to be a hick man Yeah yeah yeah I'm a shot gun tokin I'm a John Deer drivin I'm a hiiiiiiick Ahhh har |
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