Is That You? Lyrics

By ICP & Kid Rock

Violent J, Violent J, is that you?

I'm on the microphone, so what'cha wanna do?

Violent J, Violent J, is that you?

A wicked, wicked clown, just for you

I drink Faygo it's only a buck-ten

I'm a pour it on your tits when we f**king

'cause I'm with that kinky shit, ho

I can see you butt-naked in your window

Shimmy up the house side dash

Knock and I press my nuts on the glass

Let me in, ho, don't ya know

I'm Violent J of the ICP, yo

I got me a check let's cash it

If I could spend it with the hoes on grass shit

But don't get all geek slut

'cause I'm a buy ya some lava to wash your butt

"Uhh what's this clown shit about?"

A knife to your neck and your throats hanging out

With a do-mi-ray

Now it's about time I say:

[Chorus]

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yeah, let me tell ya what I wanna do

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yo lay, yo lay, yo lay *y hooooo!

Frontin', they frontin', everybody's frontin'

Violent Violent J is gonna tell ya something

If ya know a bitch who got grits

Kid Rock, Kid Rock will probably eat that shit

[-Kid Rock-]

Boohoo motherf**ker what'cha cryin' for?

I'm that nigger that your bitch would die for

The whore showed up at my front door

So I f**ked her in her ass and I threw her out the back door

The bitch thought it was a cake drive

She said: "Drive me to the city", so I dropped her off at lakeside

"Aren't you driving me home?", well I meant ta

But plans have changed so get your ass on the center

Ho, this ain't no taxi

I be mackin' hoes, they don't mack me

Never slacking, hoes I be macking

Yeah...Kid Rock, Kid Rock

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Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit

The funk, the funk from the old days

Violent J serving ghetto hard street shit

The funk from the old days

Well, I'm up for the shot in a minute

Show me a valley, I might doal in it

Like somebody else I know

I been to Mount Clemens as I've been to Romeomeomeo

Wicked clowns gonna flow for ya some

Three for the treble, eight for the drum

Five for the homies that I run with

Bitch, call your mother cause you're done with

Toe tip-toe, I snuck in your house

And fell asleep butt-naked on the front couch

So, excuse me, pops, I'm napping

So could ya shut the f**k up with that yapping

And your wife's all worked up for nothing

She act like she ain't never seen a wang or something

'cause it really don't matter

I'm a show my nuts to innocent bystander

Every f**king day

'cause it's about time I say

[Chorus]

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

Yeah, let me tell you what I wanna do

Kid Rock, Kid Rock, is that you?

I just said it was motherf**ker

[-Kid Rock-]

Skinny dipping in the pool, you know I drown hoes

F**k 'em doggie style and play that ass like the bongo

Hit it, hit hi-hit it

Hitting homerums and never whiff, ho

Smoke my dick like it's a big spliff

This ain't a blooper and I'm no joker

But I can shoot a nut 50 foot like the super soaker

But yo, I'm not gonna pull it out for a cheap joke

Instead I play John Holmes in a sequel to Deep Throat

Taste the nut in your mouth, just to school ya

But ho, don't let the smooth taste fool ya

Don't let the smooth taste fool ya...[Ã-3]

...f**kin' fool ya

Don't let the smooth taste fool ya...

...word