Kid Rock's most successful album, and successful it was. Kid was down in the dumps after several albums had good local success, but poor record sales overall. Kid Rock, also known as Bob Ritchie, was committed to making an excellent album and this is what came out...
  1. Bawitdaba
  2. Cowboy
  3. Devil Without a Cause
  4. I am the Bullgod
  5. Roving Gangster (Rollin')
  6. Wasting Time
  7. Welcome 2 the Party (Ode 2 The Old School)
  8. I Got One For Ya'
  9. Somebody's Gotta Feel This
  10. Fist of Rage
  11. Only God Knows Why
  12. Fuck Off featuring Eminem
  13. Where U At Rock
  14. Black Chick, White Guy

In the title track, Kid yells "I'm going platinum," which was the bands feelings at that point, go big, or go home. And go big they did. From the energetic opener, Bawitdaba, to the chill Wasting Time, the poignant Only God Knows Why and the foul mouthed Fuck Off, which features fellow Detroit star and fellow multiplatinum artist, Eminem. All in all this album deserved all the records it moved. This is an excellent album which varies in styles from rap, old school rap, rap-core to country, metal, rock, and the two ballads on the album.

The first single released was I am the Bullgod, which received radio play, but was nothing like what was about to come. This was followed by Cowboy, which received more success. It wasn't until Rock released the moving ballad, Only God Knows Why that he became has popular as he has. His fourth single was Bawitdaba, which got all the rockers back into the mix. The last single from the album was Black Chick, White Guy, which was barely pushed and received scant radio play, mostly because anyone who was going to buy the album already did. The album went on to sell over ten million copies.

Anywho, without further ado, here are the lyrics to the title track of the album. It featured rapping by Kid's pint sized compadre Joe C.

You knew that I was coming cause you heard my name
But you don't know my game and never felt my pain
Can't read my brain but you read my lips
And got scared when you heard that I was coming with hits
Now don't even trip, be a man instead
Give thanks I'm alive when I should be dead
I'm in the red cause my mind's distortin
People claimin that they know me, but they only know a portion
I'm a move mountains and touch the sun
Don't get scared now, you knew this day would come
So hold your bids, all bets are closed
And fuck all you hoes

Kid Rock:
Cause it's been a long time comin'
But I finally broke like an egg yolk I ain't no joke
Like some uncut dope motherfucker, Kid Rock's to blame
Same game, same name, ain't a damn thing changed
No sell-out, I ain't no hoe
Fuck the radio...comin from the R-O-M-E-O
Watch me throw like a fist of rage
Self made and paid and sawed off twelve gauges
Up that ass for the nine eight (nine eight)
Never fake, shake, straight from the Great Lakes
Seven years on wax comin correct
Flat out you diss me punk
That's when I pull a strap out
And I get to buck-buck-bucking...a fuck-fuck-fucking your hoes
Cause they know who's runnin' this shit, Top Dog I'm the C-E-O
Role model, your mother-fucking H-E-R-O
My motto, Be Cool...Keep Pimpin
Don't sleep, we roll deep in a Lincoln
Four Vogues on a hundred spokes
We bust Biltmore Beavers and Top Dog Coats
We float like butterflies, sting like queen bees
Strapped with A-K's straight from the Chinese
What the fuck's goin on in the D
Bunch of white boys pimpin like the K-I-D
And it's all good I got love for my honkeys
We roll thick kick ass like donkeys
Anybody fuck's with you and I'm gonna mack 'em

Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum

I'm going Platinum
I'm going Platinum
We're going platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum

Yeah we come to party, so get down everybody
(Come On)
Yeah we come to party

I went from St. Claire Shores and drink specials at Winners
To New York City and 700 dollar dinners
From hangin with sinners and second hand cheap sex
To gettin much respect from top record exec's
The cool Kid's comin up to call you out
So shut up now or put my balls in your mouth
Bet that ass hoss I ain't forgot
When I was tossed in the dime baby left to rot
Used to call me dummy when my nose was fucking runny
Now my fuckin' bunnies gettin' fuckin' Matchbox 20 money
Motherfuckers want to claim their down
But when I was broke and down I never seen them around
All the shit we talked, all the shit we dreamed
I did it without you got a brand new team
No triple beams it seems like a movie
Bought two cribs, droptop, and jacuzzi
No more fluzzies only high class hoes
Couple when it rains and a few when it snows
A brand new nose to go along with my habit
And a garden hose made out of 24 karat
Bought a couple parrots that like to squawk
And they sound like you and all the shit you talk
Step inside my shoes, you couldn't fill em doc
You're too old to kid too soft to rock
Already did what most love shout
Seven years on wax and I still ain't sold out
And there ain't no my mind
That I'm gonna stomp all over you test of time

I'm going platinum
I'm going platinum
I'm going platinum
Were going platinum
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Come on

Straight out of the streets of Taylor
3 foot high...ready to get fly...Joe C

Joe C:
I'm the J-O-E to the C hoe
Call me Joe C got more game than Coleco
I'm a freak hoe call me sick
Three foot nine with a ten foot dick
The ladies pick, I'm a crazy hick
And rake through kind like a bum through wine
It's my time so I'm gonna shine like lead
Old as piss, but small as ass
Watch me pass smoke some hash
You're raking grass while I'm raking cash
High-ass voice like Aaron Nevelle
And I'm down with The Devil

Say we like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
We like to party, rock the party
You like to party, rock the party
Kid Rock:
Devil without a cause...I'm going platinum
Come on

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