Welcome To The Party Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]It a[E]in't[D] nothin'
but a party hey
From the early evening till
the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And [Em]by t[D]he way, welcome to the party

[Verse 2]
Well my [G]name's Kid [Am]Rock
I'm a [E]Capri[G]corn
[D]And Detroit's city where I was born
When [Am]I was young I knew
I'd always [D]be
A super live body rockin' MC

[Verse 3]
[Am]I'm TNT I'm [D]dynamite
And I'm gonna rock this
[Dm]party all [D]damn night
I've got the [G]gift [Am]of gab
I can walk the [D]walk
I became an MC when I learned to talk

[Verse 4]
Sayin' [G]goo- goo [Am]ga- ga
I gotta [D]lotta time to eat MC like pirhana
I'm a [Am]pro at this, yeah the [D]ultimate
Cause I don't spit, my rap too quick

[Verse 5]
I'm the [Am]ladies pick all [D]around the world
But I only got eyes for just one girl
I don't [Am]twirl [D]like a ballarena
I roll through town and I rock [G]arenas

[Verse 6]
[Am]I may seem a little [D]under age
But at least I [Dm]am not un[D]derpaid
I'm [Am]one of kind,
here to [D]shock your mind
And I will serve no rhymes,
before their time

[Verse 7]
The [Am]K- K- Kid Rock,
that [D]is my name
And if you ask me again,
I'll tell you the same
[Am]Who's to blame I [D]don't really know
But my game's so tight I
think I'm gonna go pro

[Verse 8]
So [Am]here we go here, here we [G]go
I'm gonna [D]rock it up high,
then rock it down low
From the [Am]floor to the ceiling
to the [D]living room
Cause people like to hear my
base go boom

[Verse 9]
Boom, b- boom, boom, b- boom, [D]boom,
boom, boom
Prrrii, boom, boom, ba boom, [G]boom, [A]boom
The [D]1 2 3 the 3 2 1

[Verse 10]
Don't stop me know I've just begun
Don't [Am]cut me down
don't start no [D]fight
Or I'll [G]put [D]my foot in your ass tonight

[Verse 11]
I'm [G]outta [Am]sight, like the [D]planet Mars
An[G]d when [C]I set [D]my sights I shoot for stars
I don't [G]like [Am]small cars or real [D]big women
[G]But som[C]ehow[D] I always
find myself in em
[G]I'm a

[Verse 12]
hidden [Am]gem, a [D]rollin stone
[G]I'm a [C]one [D]man band with a microphone
[G]Here to make [Am]you shake and
[E]move [F]your [E]body
So come [D]on in and welcome
[E]to [D]the [G]party[Am]

[Verse 13]
It ain't [D]nothin' [Dm]but a[G] p[D]arty, hey
[G]Fro[Am]m the early eve[Dm]ning[D] till break of day
[G]So [Am]step this way a[D]nd let
your [C]mind [D]be free
And by the way, welcome to the party

[Verse 14]
Uh, uh excuse me Mr. Kid [G]Rock
What's up?
[Am]Can I do my thing? Can I have a little
something to [Dm]say right here?
Oh yeah, go ahead baby
I'm a real live [G]show and you can

[Verse 15]
[D]
watch me throw
I'm the M to the L and I'll let ya know
Alize is too sweet and
beer will make ya fat
I've got a pound of [G]dank and
a gal[Am]lon of Cognaic

[Verse 16]
I'm all of that and a bag [Dm]of chips
Fuck it I'm the whole [D]damn party mix
I'm the chick that seems
all that classy
You can't party with me or you can kiss my

[Verse 17]
It ain't [G]nothin' but a [Am]party, hey
From the early even[D]ing
to the break of day
[G]So [Am]step this way and l[D]et
[G]your [C]mind [D]be fre[G]e
[Am]And by the w[Dm]ay,
[D]welcome to the party

[Verse 18]
[E]Hey[D][E]
[D#]Gran[E]dmas[D]te[Am]r Bob[E]
that old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that fuckin'
1998 Kid Rock shit bro
[D]I'm an

[Verse 19]
[E]Irish lad,
but don't call me Clancy
I'm a rock it for Dixie to suit [D]your fancy
[E]Rock your pants off and
talk [D]with [Am]a flip [E]off
People want to know when's
the tour gonna kick [D#]off

[Verse 20]
[E]I'm no rip off, it's all origin[E]al
Not too political a little cynical
[D#]About [E]the fakes and
squakers that talk a lot of caca
I know a lot of chicks that
like to call me poppa
[E]

[Verse 21]
Don't start drama,
macks in the bahamas
Rock on the dance floor to din [D]dada
[E]Cause I'm a player that
you love [Am]to ha[E]te
Got your girl gettin' busy on video tape
[D#]I like Diddy,

[Verse 22]
[E]puffin' on a faggot
Fucked alot of different bitches
from a bunch of different cities
Kid Rock and I'm the [E]same old fool
I'll tell you drop your boyfriend
then drop outta high school
I got a whirlpool, [E]don't even ask

[Verse 23]
Lickin' pussy underwater
shootin' bubbles up your ass
I'm so crass that I'm
the last of my kind
Me, Slick Will in the D.C. Shrine, Uh

[Verse 24]
Sometimes I rhyme just [E]for kicks
Forget [Am]the bullshit and
[Am]bust like [E]this
I don't steal from the rich and give to the poor
I take [D]from my bitches [E]and
give it to my whore's
What up I'm saying everybody

[Verse 25]
You get fucked- up and I'll rock the party
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Dude you're out of your fuckin' mind