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Kid Rock

Step In Stride

 

Step In Stride

(album: Grits Sandwiches For Breakfast - 1990)


I think you might like to hear something from us

Stand up
Put your hands up
Come on get up
Kid Rock's in the house yo, ready to pick up
The tempo and you know in so I will for somewhat unconventional
But comprehensible
I'm the presentable the good looking
The Mello Yellow young fellow and I'm cooking
Heating the house up just like a hot plate
Smooth on the groove like an ice skate
You didn't think in a blink I'd stand here
But now your in fear and stand clear
You can't come near this hot styling
Groove by the kid who's smooth as a violin
Also the perfect lyric announcer
On the set with a cold forty-ouncer
Ready to glide from side to side
Why, 'cause I step in stride

These are the criteria I believe should be applied
'Cause I step in stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied

N-N-Now yes I'm new
But before I'm through
Your gonna see I paddle my own canoe
'Cause I'm solo
A young pro on the go
Close to an angel
But I wear no halo
I just shake, create, and never act fake
And I learned to dislike and not hate
Because hatred leads to an uproar
Violence is one thing I am not here for
I'm just here flat out and to blow the roof
Kick some watts and that's what I intend to do
Pump it up like an air comb presser
Teach to each like a wise professor
No job I strive to reach high
Make the girls in the house all sigh
And I'll glide from side to side
Why, 'cause I step in stride

These are the criteria I believe should be applied
I step in stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied

Applied, step in stride you bet I do
Get you high like a bottle of German Brew
Coming clean
New on the scene
Making girls scream if you know what I mean
'Cause they dream of me to rock the place
And put a big smile upon their face
Any girl of any race
But they have to like the b-b-bass
And that's the rep I've earned and kept on the set
Working up a sweat
No Jive Kid Rock up arrived
And I step in stride

These are the criteria I believe should be applied
I step in stride
These are the criteria I believe should be applied
Thee...Thee...Thee...Thee
These are the criteria
Thee...Thee...Thee...Thee
These are the criteria I believe should be applied Applied...applied...applied...applied
Applied...plied...plied...plied

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?