I Just Want My Rock Songtext
von Hearts & Hand Grenades

I just want my rock
Rock
I just want my rock
My rock

(Yeehaw) Let′s talk about country, And what's a honky tonk
Sounds like a bumpkin party shack
And what about that, Another missing dog
I guess your girls not coming back
Get all the red necks, And bring your cowboy hats
Your hair′s a mullet masterpiece
But no disrespect, Because you spend your days
With a twang that'll never cease
So when your tractor takes a shit
I can always count on this
I just want my

Rock
Rock
I just want my rock
My rock


Let's talk about Hip Hop
Talk about the genre they keep on calling hip-hop
I′m not trying to sell drugs
I′m not trying to get shot
I don't want to wear gold chains, gold teeth (What)
All you gotta do is talk fast on beat (Ok)
Or talk slow like the old heads (What)
Never looking back when the road ends
I don′t keep up with the flow trends
We just burnin' down the wick at both ends
Listen

Four different pillars that shaped the whole community
I′m not getting into it, it's got nothing to do with me
I just wanna rock
I just want my

Rock
Rock
I just want my rock
My rock

Let′s talk about pop, It's so predictable
Using the repetition hack
And how about that, Repeat the same damn thing
Until the earworm starts to hatch
Put on your short skirt, Because you're selling it
Your looks and skills don′t need to match
So auto tune that, Just keep on faking it
And you can lip sync from your back
But when the other genres miss
I can always count on this
I just want my


Rock
Rock
I just want my rock
My rock

So just give me my leather pants, my spiky boots
My eyeliner, and black nails too
Crazy hair, shit attitudes
Arrest records and bad tattoos
I just want my rock
I just want my
I just want my rock