Do what you have to, I did what I had to   To break through a pick a style that sticks like glue   And as I rank I wanna thank no one   'Coz I worked like a bitch to get the job done   You helped me around, my parents put me down   I never skipped town, I stood my ground   We kept showin up ,drinkin' and throwin' up   Rap was my life as I was growin' up      Actin' a fool in school, no one topped up   Smart ass in class at times abnoxious   Drivin' a Bronco runnin' my own show   And pullin' the look a like Marilyn Monroe hoes   And me and Bo got together, made sense   Spent many nights in Mt. Clemens basement   I scratched records and performed a few tricks   KDC mix, let the Black man talk shit      Pumpin' the new sounds town to town   Who holds it down like Bad Leroy Brown?   Now I won't stop 'coz yo I'm Kid Rock   The Genuine Article      'Coz I worked like a bitch to get the job done      F-Fames a costin' the price ain't nice   It's like the roll of the dice or a whole new life   But don't get my song wrong, I enjoy it alot   Walkin' around like a big shot 'coz I'm Kid Rock   Smooth as an ice cube cool as an igloo   And more complex, than a rubix cube   A healthy wealthy young one with a quick tongue   Smart from the start and from the heart my rhymes run      And as I incline through time to get mine   I try not to slide but walk a straight line   Though it's hard when the climb gets steep   The one who finds is the one who seeks   So I sought and fought and alot I got taught   And although I left those who stole got caught   Many shows I rocked many suckers I laughed at   And those who snapped back usually got slapped      The cat if I was strap 'coz I was a son of a gun   Livin life on the run   Now I pleaded 18 and outdone by none   Bold, young, handsome, bad like Bronson   Pumpin' the new sounds town to town   And when in Motown I cool out in Greek town   On the upside with nothin' too high   The Genuine Article      'Coz I worked like a bitch to get the job done   Chuck nice break that beat down      Six Generations of rap and I'm first   Ready to burst, the style is rehersed   I worked and worked and worked and I worked   When many thought I was just gettin' jerked   Use the fuze but I payed my dues   And now know one out there could fill my shoes   And my pants and do this dance   This shit didn't happen by chance      It went slow not quick but now I'm your pick   Ain't that a trip when I started from zip   And now up and up and up I won't stop   The flop just pop, the flat top the Kid Rock   Yes me below key MC   With the ability to rock the party   Anywhere and make people stare   I'm lookin' while I'm cookin' with no care      Pumpin' the new sounds town to town   Who holds it down like bad Leroy Brown?   And still I won't stop growin' this flat top   The Genuine Article      'Coz I worked like a bitch to get the job done