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Kid Rock has always been the same damn guy

by kbrecordzz December 27, 2020 2000s, country, hip hop, Kid Rock, rock, USA, Western music

Kid Rock always shifts style but is still always the same damn guy. He has gone from hiphop to country via rock – from 80s rap kid to western cowboy – for the last 30 years, without making any sharp turns, a transition I didn’t know was possible. The genres seems to change to fit his age and mood, but no matter what he never leaves the loud Midwestern/Southern persona. He has had this haircut.

It’s not the music that makes Kid Rock graspable and memorable, it’s his personality. The anti-PC attitude and the undoubtable charm. He’s always been like this, no matter how much he claims to have changed. When he’s looking back at all the stupid things he said in his 20s, he doesn’t realize it wasn’t a phase, but he actually continued saying all those things even after he turned 20, and 30, and 40. Kid Rock is the person who when he sees a pink cellphone says it’s “the gayest thing I’ve ever seen” (paraphrased quote) and writes teen-rage filled lyrics at the age of 30. As an artist I think it’s great not to lose your strong opinions with age, and I feel like Kid Rock is doing this great, balancing right between being cool and ignorant. He’s honest about his bad sides and seems to have a beloved “man of the people” position in parts of the US, which will surely lead him to a long career with many controversial quotes and genres in the future too.

“yihaaaw, motherfuckers, lets rock” (Trucker’s Anthem).

“In January 2015, Ritchie was criticized by fans for appearing in a photograph holding up a dead cougar that was killed on a hunting trip with Ted Nugent.”


Kid Rock - Cocky (2001)

Here’s the lyrics to “Cocky”, with all Kid Rock words made bold:

Guess who’s back
I used to be broke
Confused
No Joke

Got used
Smoked Dope
Paid Dues
Refused

To give up quick
Now there’s 10 Million Motherfuckers on my dick
Sold what
Say how

Say who
Fuck what
Fuck me
Fuck you

Come clean
You know I will drink a fifth of Jim Beam
And still stand still
I’m the illest fool

Cooler than the water in a swimming pool
Fly like a seagull kickin’ like a mule
More jams than a Beatle from Liverpool
I deliver fool

No who the fuck are you
I’m Kid motherfuckin’ Rock from the old school
Got more money than Matchbox 20
Get more ass than Mark McGrath

They say I’m cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up
They say I’m cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up

I’m from the outskirts of Detroit Rock City
A-Shirts, Cadillacs, Big titties
Skinny models you can keep those
I like big corn fed Midwestern ho’s

Don’t you know
Talk fast
Pimp slow
Show up to black ties in t-shirts & slippers

Sippin’ liquor, fuck models love strippers
known as the big tipper with the big dipper
I got queens holding keys to my zipper
Fuck a real good girl

I’ve got the baddest bitch in the world

They say I’m cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up
They say I’m cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up

You think you got it good in Hollywood
I got acres of land laid back in the woods
Holdin’ shares cool like Fonzie
Rollin’ Lake St. Clair in my forty foot Donzie

You got a Bentley Wow
I got jets with wet bars
And trucks with gold plows
Bitch bow when I pimp through

For the Kid, the Rock the Red, White and Blue
Who knew the Kid would be
Everything from old George Jones to Jay-Z
Baby I’m sick of getting ripped off

So pissed about to be pissed off
Mackin’ me coz you know I’m payed
that’s why I’m slappin’ my gardners, and fuckin’ my maids
Never mind my age but if we’re taking numbers
Fifteen million sold motherfucker

They say I’m cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up
They say I’m cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up

Cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up
They say I’m cocky and I say what
It ain’t braggin’ motherfucker if you back it up


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