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[Chorus – Kid Rock]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Mason-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
I’m a motherfucking boom-dock killer, Mossberg filler
King of the drop, they’ll never be much iller
Top medical grade dope baby, Chevrolet sitting up like Grave Digger, roll over your Mercedes
And I rock, man, I’m a firestarter
Two handles of brown and a half of gallon of firewater
Send the police they can keep knocking, we’re doing illegal shit go to the window, bitch, keep watching
Chopping on that 808, ride by your house and make the window shake and the beat so hard, make the tempo break
And the next door neighbor wanna relocate – uh
You can hear me across the county line, bagging up dimes of rhymes, and I’m moving 20 P’s at a time
Black sheeps son of a landmine
The caboose is loose the train track’s unattached and I

[Chorus – Kid Rock]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Maxon-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine

[Scratches – DJ Klever]
Hold up, hold up, one time for the DJ
(*scratches* "Go DJ!")

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
So motherfucking outta tune hit
Don’t tell me to turn up trap or tune in!

The same bitch and you just bought her new tits
And I don’t give two fucks about your two sips
Wouldn’t give you two dogs to give two shits
Black sheep son of a land mine
The caboose is loose the train track’s unattached and I

[Chorus – Kid Rock]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Mason-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]

Harley Davidsons blowing it down Broadway
Rock this motherfucking like three, the hard way
Bones, Klever, shotgun
Su, Wu, Tang riding gorilla
Open the doors to the venue and let the slugs hit
Weed smoke and whiskey like a tornado whip
The south is in it, deep in it with bump
Be funky the tree trunk of speed bump
Another round and the cops might have to hold me down
If you don’t know me then know me I’ll die in the ground
Rittz filling my cup up until I hit the ground
Pack this bitch to the ceiling and kill em and Billy now
Made a career drinking beer, anarchy and wanted
My country ass momma singing "Oh lawdy!"
Black sheeps son of a landmine
The caboose is loose the train track’s unattached and I

[Chorus – Kid Rock]
Engine, engine number 9
On that Mason-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Gripping nickel plated nines
So you get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine
You get yours and I’ll get mine

Baby, lay on back and relax, kick your pretty feet up on my dash
No need to go​ nowhere fast, let’s enjoy right here where we at
Who knows where this road is supposed to lead
We got nothing but time
As long as you’re right here next to me, everything’s gonna be alright
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
So, won’t you ride with me, ride with me?
See where this thing goes
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
I don’t mean to be so uptight, but my heart’s been hurt a couple times
By a couple guys that didn’t treat me right
I ain’t gon’ lie, ain’t gonna lie
‘Cause I’m tired of the fake love, show me what you’re made of
Boy, make me believe
Whoa, hold up, girl, don’t you know you’re beautiful?
And it’s easy to see
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
So, won’t you ride with me, ride with me?
See where this thing goes
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
So, c’mon ride with me, ride with me
See where this thing goes
So, c’mon ride with me, ride with me
Baby, if it’s meant to be
Maybe we do
Maybe we don’t
Maybe we will
Maybe we won’t
But if it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be (c’mon)
Baby, just let it be (let’s go)
So, won’t you ride with me, ride with me?
See where this thing goes
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be

[Verse 1]
Baby, the sound of you
Better than a harmony
I want you off my mind
And on me
Holding me closer than we’ve ever been before
This ain’t a dream
You’re here with me
Boy, it don’t get no better than you
For you, I wanna take my time
All night

[Chorus]
I wanna love you in every kind of way
I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes
If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today
I’m gonna love you in every kind of way

[Verse 2]
Give you all, give you all of me
When you need it
‘Cause I need it
I wanna fall like your favorite season
I’ll never get up
Stay here forever, babe
It don’t get no better than this
Your kiss

[Chorus]
I wanna love you in every kind of way
I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes
If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today
I’m gonna love you in every kind of way
I wanna love you in every kind of way
I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes
If the world should end tomorrow, then we only have today
I’m gonna love you in every kind of way

[Outro]
I wanna love you
I gotta love you
I wanna love you
I gotta love you

[Verse 1]
We were on fire
I slashed your tires
It’s like we burned so bright, we burned out
I made you chase me
I wasn’t that friendly
My love, my drug, we’re fucked up, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I’ve been on the run so long, they can’t find me
You waken up to remember I’m pretty
And when the chemicals leave my body
Yeah, they’re gonna find me in a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Some days I can barely breathe
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my love, my drug, oh
My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up

[Verse 2]
You punched a hole in the wall and I framed it
I wish I could feel things like you
Everyone’s chasing that holy feeling
And if we don’t stay lit we’ll blow out
Blow out

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause we’ve been on the run so long they can’t find us
Who’s gonna have to die to remind us
That it feels like we chose this blindly
Now I’m gonna fuck up a hotel lobby
‘Cause
Times they keep coming, last night
I might’ve messed it up again
Some days I can barely breathe
But after we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love (my love), my love, my drug, oh

[Post-Chorus]
My love, my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my drug), my love, my drug, oh
My love (my love), my love (my love), my love, my drug, oh
(My drug) My love, my love, my drug, we’re fucked up

[Bridge]
(Hands up)
Times they keep coming, all night
Laughing and fucking
Somedays I can barely breath
After we were high on the love
Don’t doubt it was you

[Chorus]
The pill I keep taking
The nightmare I’m waking
There’s nothing, no nothing, nothing but you
My perfect rock bottom
My beautiful trauma
My love, my love, my drug, oh

[Chorus]
Dear President, on behalf of the poor
I am writin’ you a letter, hope it hits your front door
If you do happen to read it, I just hope you don’t ignore
You still got money for war but can’t feed the poor
Mr. President, if you open, can you come and sit with us?
At least try to explain why the police keep killin’ us
Or they locked us up in jail and throw the key away
On behalf of the ghetto, see if we okay

[Verse 1]
Dear Mr. President, I hope this missile finds you free
My intention’s not to criticize but be the sight for blind to see
Penitentiaries built up, schools steady tore down
Take the riches from the rich man, envision life poor now
Communities is filled with drugs, corners covered by the thugs
Homeless men live in the streets, no blankets, covers or rugs
Sister’s smokin’ on some dope, aggravated, bein’ broke
To ease the pain, needle came, now they shootin’ just to cope
God hear me if you can, hopefully I can reach this man
Take a couple seconds to read my letter to the President
Mr. President, I don’t wanna cause no trouble
But then again the ghetto is the reason why we hustle
Tell us now, be for real, what’s your beef with Mexico?
You think buildin’ up a wall really send a message though?
Drug prices finna soar, streets gon’ get so messy, bro
Murder rate gon’ rise like gas at Texaco

[Chorus]
Dear President, on behalf of the poor
I am writin’ you a letter, hope it hits your front door
If you do happen to read it, I just hope you don’t ignore
You still got money for war but can’t feed the poor
Mr. President, if you open, can you come and sit with us?
At least try to explain why the police keep killin’ us
Or they locked us up in jail and throw the key away
On behalf of the ghetto, see if we okay

[Verse 2]
Obama gave us hope, he became Martin’s dream
Malcolm gave us strength ’cause we fight by any means
Huey gave us heart, take no shit from all them pigs
Marcus Garvey gave us smarts, to return to where we live
Harriet freed slaves, could freed many more
But they knew not they was slaves, as we know not we are poor
Julie Lynch rolled some paper, gave the masters master plans
Former kings of the motherland, became master’s man
All I’m sayin’, Mr. President, understand we have a reason
Do not trust no more Americans in this country full of treason
Espionage and betrayal, triumph but we fail
Democratic or republican, still donkeys with no tail
Pen us up in jail
Espionage and betrayal, triumph but we fail
Democratic or republican, donkeys with no tail

[Chorus]
Dear President, on behalf of the poor
I am writin’ you a letter, hope it hits your front door
If you do happen to read it, I just hope you don’t ignore
You still got money for war but can’t feed the poor
Mr. President, if you open, can you come and sit with us?
At least try to explain why the police keep killin’ us
Or they locked us up in jail and throw the key away
On behalf of the ghetto, see if we okay